The Secret Code of Monsters

Chapter 505 Ch.504 Hines’ Plan (Added)

Hines was suspended by Randolph.

He was 'gently' 'invited' by the young master to go home, with a lot of nonsense talk and a request to rest until the trouble was over - and so was Sally Hines.

This is simply insulting!

His people had already told him!

That Glenn took half a day off, do you really think he didn't know better?

"My career is over! It's all because of you! My benefactor! Your mother is a waste! So are you! When she couldn't give me a boy, I knew your blood wasn't clean enough!"

"Amazing fertility?"

There was no way an angry man could keep his mouth shut, at least not old Hines.

After returning home that day, he got angry and smashed everything, and his whole person became gloomy and irritable.

He no longer allowed his wife to go out to attend gatherings of noble ladies, and his daughter was not allowed to appear outside the living room, bathroom and bedroom.

He was very selective in what he said and chose the uncomfortable ones - and believe me, if you get into an argument with someone and that person happens to be missing a finger...

Your next words must have something to do with fingers and his parents’ fingers.

Such was the case with Hines Sr.

Within days, his wife and daughter were tortured.

Just like they once tortured him - a person who was away from home all day long, weak, and had no opinion, who only cared about letting others praise him, but turned a blind eye to his daughter's problems; a person who was addicted to those fictional and boring novels and picture books, and had become a child early in life. If you learn bad things, you will associate with people who are neither good nor good.

He didn't know how he could endure it, but he still felt that his daughter could be saved.

"I swear, even if I let you die at home and rot in the bedroom, I will never let you go out and embarrass my name!"

The daughter's face was pale, and she stabbed the steak with the knife: "There is nothing unusual about this last name."

Bang!

Old Hines smashed the table and all the dishes on the table jumped.

His wife was so frightened that she covered her face with a napkin and sobbed softly.

Sally Hines pouted.

On this point, she coincided with her father's ideas.

Mother is too weak and often can't make up her mind. She is even more behind the times than her father.

"Listen, Sally Hines..." He looked at his daughter for a while, then turned to his wife: "Don't cause me any trouble."

he warned.

"I will try to find a way out in the next two days...especially you." He tapped his daughter with his stubby index finger, and then spoke to the maid standing silently in the restaurant: "Keep an eye on her. If she gets into trouble, You all get out of here!"

Old Hines wiped his mouth, threw down the napkin, pushed the plate and left the table.

He couldn't let his daughter mess up his otherwise brilliant future: now it seemed that the big ship "Fountain of Youth" had made up his mind to expel him - although he was dissatisfied with Randolph Taylor, but over the years, he had been more or less interested in it. The young master of the Taylor family knew something.

Little Taylor is even more cold-blooded than his father, calculating and plotting frequently.

At the same time, Hines also knew that these 'old guys' had long been on Little Taylor's 'cultivation' list - as long as there was a reason and an inconspicuous small defect that could destroy the dam...

He had no hope of returning to the "Fountain of Youth", and little Taylor would never transfer him back to the "Golden Smoke".

He would receive a fairly satisfactory salary every week, which he euphemistically called ‘cultivation’, and he would be placed at home.

Wait for the storm to pass, wait for time to pass...

Weekly wages will be reduced.

reduce.

Less and less.

This process is very slow, so slow that it is difficult to detect the problem - and then.

When he wanted to re-energize, he stepped straight into the polished marble store wearing shiny leather shoes, and asked all the employees to bow to him and say "good day" in unison -

At that time.

It's too late.

"Golden Smoke" no longer has his place.

All the 'secrets' he had mastered, openly or secretly, were no longer useful, and had all turned into lumps of snot paper that people could not avoid.

Randolph Taylor thought so.

Hines knew what kind of person Bellows' son was - that was the character he had as a child.

Mean, stingy, vicious.

Even though he called him a beast in his heart, every time we met, he seemed to have brought the whole spring with him, and his expression was kind and gentle.

(He in no way thinks this is bias.)

so.

Hines Sr. couldn't sit still and wait for death.

He knew very well that he was just a senior employee, senior, but still not a member of a table - even smelling meat was a crime.

He wouldn't openly mess with Taylor.

He had other options.

for example.

——Who is the number one enemy?

There is no doubt about it.

Second place.

After the glorious start of the Taylor family's "Golden Smoke", a wealthy businessman who was also good at tobacco business has been on his backside. In recent years, instead of getting closer, the distance has become wider and wider.

The old Hines, a former deputy store manager, knows many secrets of "Golden Smoke".

If these secrets come out of his mouth and spread through newspapers and newspapers, he will definitely not end well.

But if it’s ‘second place’…

If 'No. 2' is willing to pay a certain price for this, shelter him, and give him a good position-Old Hines has thought of many possibilities.

As long as the person in charge of the other party is not stupid, he himself will not tell those 'really fatal' secrets...

It's absolutely fine.

A gun is most terrifying before it is fired.

What's more, he has extraordinary abilities and decades of experience. No one knows this industry and "golden smoke" better than him.

He's worth every penny.

"Send me a letter."

He ordered the footman.

"It will be delivered today."

…………

…

There is nothing wrong with Old Hines's idea or plan.

The 'number two' in his mind has the ability and motivation to protect a deputy store manager.

He calculated very well, even if the other party only used his identity for a short time, it would be enough for him to contact other friends during this period - those friends who were also elderly and had worked for "Golden Smoke" for decades.

Wait until then.

Just a cruel one.

Arrogant Randolph Taylor was inferior to his father.

He would never have imagined, and had never seen such a scene - Old Hines couldn't wait to see his confused and panicked face, and maybe even call him 'Father? ’

what do I do? Father?

You should apologize to me.

thought Sr. Hines.

"Bellos really shouldn't have given the golden smoke to his incompetent son so early..."

At the critical moment of life and death, the resolute old man received a reply the next day.

This is a great thing.

He was invited to a manor, a small manor in the city of London.

The master of the manor would see him in person.

The male servant who led the way spoke very little and had a straight face.

This is normal.

Old Hines couldn't help but be excited.

He has never considered 'second place' in these years. With "Golden Smoke", who would be willing to work in other shops - especially when he is in a position like his, he can become one with just a little step forward, a small step. A real, respected big shot.

but…

That's not bad either.

It’s not like starting over.

With these years of experience, connections and channels, he will rise at a faster rate.

As an enemy of the Taylor family.

"I can't wait to report to that gentleman."

He picked up the suitcase he carried with him, his face rosy.

He was invited to a small building.

Reception room.

The footman was not allowed to enter, but opened the door and motioned to him.

Old Hines responded with the same precise courtesy, tapping his foot at the door a few times, straightening his tie and pressing the crown of his hat.

"Ahem."

He stepped inside.

then.

Stunned in place.

Snap.

His fingers twitched uncontrollably a few times, and the suitcase fell to the carpet.

"Good day, Mr. Store Manager?"

Lillian Rose Vansittart smiled and raised her glass to say hello to him.