I Have a Tycoon Granpa
Chapter 78 Paul's Nemesis

After listening to this, Fraser was silent for a while before he said, "Is there such a jerk father?"

"Alfie Lee is a jerk."

"If it wasn't for Ella's sake, I would have killed him." Paul said coldly.

At that moment, Fraser got a phone call.

After answering the phone, Fraser said to Paul, "Brandon just called and wanted us to replace him. He said he wanted to compensate our car, shall we go?"

"Why not? We can't help by staying here." Paul said, "I will tell Michelle first and then we go to the bar."

After going in, Paul looked around in surprise, "Fraser, are you really the owner of this bar?"

"Keep your voice down." Fraser didn't want to expose his identity.

As Uncle Qian said, once his identity was exposed, he would face a variety of threats from the outside world.

Like kidnapping or something like that...

"Fraser, since you are the owner, can you tell me is this huge dragon really made of gold?" Paul looked up at the gold dragon and asked.

"Yes. Many people from all over the country come here just to see it. If it is false, our bar is cheating consumers." Fraser smiled.

"If it is true, does that mean that this bar really has been invested with nearly two billion as the Internet says?" Paul gasped.

"Not two billion." Fraser said light, "1.8 billion."

Paul swallowed, "I heard that the boss behind the scenes of this bar is a mysterious rich man, and he plans to invest several hundred billion in Donhey City, is this true?"

"It's hard to say whether he will invest or not, but my father does have hundreds of billions," Fraser said.

"Hundreds of billions!! I unexpectedly made friend with a billionaire!" Paul pulled Fraser's arm with a face of excitement.

Paul was then worried, "Fraser, after you inherite your father's property, will you forget me?"

"No, don't worry about it."

At this time, Fraser pointed to a VIP booth, "There they are, let's go."

"Wait!" Paul was suddenly panicked.

"Did you see that guy with the dragon and tiger tattoo? He is my boss, Cohen. He is quite famous in the Donhey City. Since Brandon called him over, I'm afraid things are not so simple." "It seems he doesn't mean to pay for our car." Paul frowned and said.

"Never mind, I will make a phone call to Jordan." Fraser took out a mobile phone to make a call to Jordan.

Jordan answered the phone and said he would be there soon.

"Come on, let's go." Fraser said.

"Why don't we wait for Jordan? My boss has a bad temper." Paul said with fear.

"Paul, you are so timid. When you faced Jimmy, you were not afraid." Fraser rolled his eyes at Paul.

"Fraser," Paul said, "Cohen is not simple. Even if Jordan is here, he may not be able to hold him."

"In fact, after I dropped out of high school, Jimmy still didn't let me go. He still caused troubles to me. Later, I took refuge from Cohen, who helped me teach Jimmy a lesson, and then Jimmy let me go." "Cohen dared to beat Jimmy? Wasn't he afraid of Alan?" Fraser frowned and said in surprise.

"Cohen had been in prison for a few years. After coming out, he ran a few garages, but his status should not be weaker than Alan and Boss Lam." Paul said.

"Come on, let's go and meet him first."

Undaunted, Fraser said, "Don't forget, this is my bar."

Paul and Fraser came to the VIP booth. Brandon saw them and smiled, "You are here."

"Fraser, this is Cohen, the boss of the boy next to you." Brandon took a look at Paul.

"Boss, why are you here?" Paul greeted with Cohen.

"Brandon, did he really smash your car?" Cohen asked in disbelief.

"Yes." Brandon nodded.

"Paul, good for you, why don't you smash our garages?" Cohen looked at Paul coldly.

Paul dared not say a word and Brandon burst into laughter.

"Paul, you know my relationship with Brandon, why did you still smash his car?"

"Do you blame me for firing you?"

"Or you don't have me in your eyes."

"I am asking you, are you fucking dumb?" Cohen lifted his foot to kick Paul, but Paul climbed up and still did not say a word.

It seemed that Paul was really afraid of Cohen.

Cohen was big and scary. When he lost his temper, it was really terrible.

But Fraser was not afraid, because he was the owner of The Old Days.

"Cohen, I let Paul hit the car." Fraser sat on the opposite side of Cohen, "Don't replace Paul trouble."

"You?" Cohen looked at Fraser up and down, "How dare to talk to me like that? Do you know who I am?"

"I don't know." Fraser shook his head.

"I tell you, in Donhey City, except Alan and Boss Lam, no one dares to talk to me like that." Cohen stared at Fraser.

"Cohen, you're too bossy, do I have to be humble to talk to you?"

"I'm sorry, I don't humble myself." Fraser shook his head and said defiantly, "If you want to kill me, just do it."

Cohen frowned, looking at Fraser, "Boy, you seem to be not afraid of me."

Cohen was not a fool. Since Fraser dared to hit BMW and talk to him like thar, certainly he had a backup.

So Cohen dared not do anything to Fraser.

Fraser looked at Brandon and asked, "Didn't you say you were going to pay for our car?"

"How are you going to pay for it? Buy us a new car or give us money?" Fraser asked.

Brandon did not speak, but looked at Cohen. Cohen smiled at this time and said, "Paul's broken Ford is from one of my friends. It cost only twenty-eight thousand and he ran it for a long time. Fifteen thousand is a lot to that."

Then, Cohen seized Paul, "Do you agree?"

"Yes, yes." Paul was scared at the moment.

"I don't agree." Fraser shook his head.

"I smashed Brandon's car, but I paid him at the original price. If I paid him as a used car, then Brandon would refund me at least 100,000 yuan."

"Cohen, you can't be reasonable." Fraser said.

"Reasonable? I have been in the society for more than 20 years, but I have never been reasonable. All I know is that whoever has a hard fist is the one who is the reason."

Cohen balled up his fist and slammed it on the table, breaking a long crack in it.

"Do you think you can take a blow from me, boy, with your small frame?" Cohen smiled coldly.

Fraser frowned. He did not expect Cohen's fist strength was so strong.

At this time, Steven carrying the wine came over.

"Fuck, who smashed our wine table!" Steven came over and scolded directly.

Cohen's face was ferocious, "What did you say?"