Henry Carter rubbed his chin with his big hand and suddenly asked, “He said if you collect this debt, he’ll make you permanent staff?”

“Yeah, that’s what he said.” Grace Foster frowned slightly. “I think he wants to use this to force me to give in. If I don’t, he’ll have a perfect excuse to kick me out of the company…”

Henry Carter burst out laughing, looking at the helpless expression on Grace Foster’s face. “Then let’s make him shoot himself in the foot. Come on, I’ll help you collect the debt.”

Grace Foster looked at Henry Carter gratefully. “Mr. Carter, this has nothing to do with you, you really don’t have to…”

Henry Carter waved his hand, stopping Grace Foster from saying more, and stood up. “Don’t be so formal. Let’s go, no time like the present. Let’s go collect the debt.”

…

At the entrance of Kaige Company.

Looking at the sign of Kaige Company, Grace Foster looked a bit nervous.

Henry Carter noticed Grace Foster’s nervousness and encouraged her with a smile, “Don’t be afraid, they owe us money, not the other way around. We’re here to collect a debt, so we can’t lose our momentum. I’m telling you, if you lose your nerve, you can forget about getting the money…”

Grace Foster felt a bit embarrassed. “You sound like you have a lot of experience?”

Henry Carter grinned, patting his chest. “Of course! When I was selling things abroad, I collected debts all the time. I’ve got plenty of experience…”

Grace Foster became curious. “You’ve been abroad? What did you sell?”

Henry Carter lowered his voice mysteriously. “Arms.”

Grace Foster burst out laughing. “Why not just say you sold atomic bombs?”

Henry Carter spread his hands, looking helpless. “See? I tell you, and you don’t believe me…”

Grace Foster rolled her eyes at Henry Carter. “Like I’d ever believe you.”

Henry Carter shook his head, thinking to himself, “When I lie, you believe me. When I tell the truth, none of you do.”

Henry Carter really had sold arms abroad. That was when he was on a mission in a small African country, selling a large batch of weapons to the government rebels, most of which were AK47s and similar firearms, as well as heavy weapons like rocket launchers…

Whether Grace Foster believed it or not, thanks to Henry Carter’s “cold joke,” her nervousness eased. She glanced at the company entrance and straightened her back. “Let’s go in.”

Henry Carter put his hands in his pockets, following casually behind Grace Foster, while sizing up the Kaige Company that made Grace Foster so nervous.

There were quite a few people inside Kaige Company, but none of them were dressed like office workers. Instead, they were all shirtless, gathered around a table, each holding a few playing cards, with a pile of money in the middle. They were actually playing poker in the office…

Except for the female receptionist outside, who was busy putting on makeup with a small mirror, everyone in the room was a man. And none of these men looked like decent people—some had tattoos, some had dyed hair…

Henry Carter looked around in surprise, then glanced at the lazy, indifferent female receptionist, and turned to ask Grace Foster in confusion, “Grace Foster, what does this Kaige Company actually do? Why does it look… like this?”

Grace Foster moved closer to Henry Carter, glanced warily at the group of men in the distance, and explained in a low voice, “I heard Kaige Company does anything that makes money. They don’t have any fixed business, but mostly they’re in demolition and construction…”

Henry Carter rubbed his chin, his gaze falling on the group of men, and said with a smile, “No wonder this debt is so hard to collect…”

Grace Foster replied helplessly in a low voice, “Exactly, there aren’t many good people among them.”

Grace Foster walked up to the seductive woman lazily doing her makeup at the front desk. “Hello, I’m from Jasmine Fragrance Company. Is President Zhou in?”

The seductive woman put down her small mirror, finally looked up, glanced at Grace Foster, then turned to look at Henry Carter, her eyes lighting up—this man was really masculine.

She sat up straight, pushed out her chest, and fluttered her eyes. “President Zhou? He’s in his office… Jasmine Fragrance Company, you’re here to collect the debt, right?”

Grace Foster noticed the woman’s gaze kept drifting to Henry Carter, and couldn’t help but feel a bit of contempt, but she still replied politely, “Yes, may we see him?”

The seductive woman stood up. “Follow me, but I’d advise you not to waste your time. Your company’s been here before, after all…”

She swayed her hips as she walked upstairs. Some of the men playing cards turned to see Grace Foster walk in, their eyes lighting up. “Hey, a beauty just walked in…”

All the men turned to look, their gazes openly roaming over Grace Foster’s face, chest, and legs. A blond young man even put his fingers to his mouth and let out a loud whistle.

Henry Carter’s lips curled up slightly. This wasn’t a company—it was a bandit’s den.