Victor sat on the VIP sofa, while Tesoro stood before him.
Victor crossed his legs, a cigar in hand. He looked at Tesoro teasingly and said calmly, "Now everyone on this street knows that I'm your backer."
"Thank you, Lord Victor," Tesoro replied seriously.
"Compared to when we first met, you've matured quite a bit."
Victor smiled and continued, "However, I hope you'll put that maturity to good use."
Tesoro continued listening.
"There are many people who want to work for me. In fact, plenty of them are willing to be my dogs."
Victor looked at Tesoro and puffed on his cigar. "So, you need to understand your position."
"I understand." Tesoro caught the meaning behind Victor's words.
Be his dog? That sounded pretty insulting.
But there were quite a few people who wanted to be Victor's dogs.
Victor said, "Even if you follow me, you should understand what you can and can't do."
"Yes." Tesoro lowered his head and answered.
Victor said, "I'll give you some tasks, as well as a few businesses. I have many places where I need to spend money, so when it comes to making money, you'll need to give it your all."
"I definitely won't disappoint you."
Tesoro spoke with confidence.
When it came to making money, Tesoro had absolute confidence.
"Mm. I'll transfer some funds to you first."
After saying that, Victor stood up.
"Funds?" Tesoro froze for a moment. He hadn't expected Victor to give him money as well.
He had thought that from now on, he would have to pay protection money every month.
"All right, I'm leaving. I hope you can produce results soon."
After saying that, Victor walked out.
Tesoro followed behind Victor all the way to the entrance. He opened the door for Victor, then bowed and saw