When Anton carried the money, his heart was bleeding.

He walked hard, slowly moving towards the lobby.

Every second delay, the money leaves him at a speed of a moment.

He even had the illusion that as long as he didn't go to the lobby, the money would never leave him.

However, he thought of the tenant who was still checking out at this moment, and knew that every extra minute he delayed, the guests like moving their wallet would lose sixty seconds.

"I found it! I found it!" the lobby manager shouted loudly, limping towards Anton.

"He called Doug Clayden, and it is said that two months ago he was just a little beggar on the Yale University campus. But recently, he has become not only a celebrity at Yale University, but also his own factory.

It is said...he is the illegitimate son of principal Yale Wolsey!"

When the lobby manager said the last gossip, even though his body was still in pain, he still dragged his lame legs to Anton and said secretly.

"I understand." After Anton said, his walking speed increased a little.

He originally thought Doug was just an ordinary rich man. If so, even if he was given 800 US dollars in gold bank vouchers now, he could still grab them after he left the New Haven hotel.

but……

He is the illegitimate son of the old man Woolsey?

That old man is over 60 years old this year. When he was fifty, he was still energetic and did this?

Anton was a little suspicious, but had to believe it.

In this era, whether it is the United States, the United Kingdom, Germany, or France, the average life expectancy is only 35 years old.

Apart from those children who died at birth, a large number of adult workers, child laborers, and endless work under harsh conditions will also cause them to die suddenly.

An old man in his sixties like Principal Woolsey may be seen everywhere in the future, but at this time, he, who surpassed the average life expectancy of almost twice, is already a very long-lived person.

If he was not in the United States, a country with a relatively high level of education, the poor would count with their fingers.

If he was in India, people of his age, who were of his age, could even say that he was hundreds of years old.

Principal Woolsey is like a packed old tree, with a wide influence in New Haven and even the entire New England region.

And... his "only" son dedicated his life in the early American-Mexico War.

If... destroy his illegitimate son himself...

Anton shivered.

The consequences are terrible.

I learned about Doug's deep background.

Anton completely gave up on the scenes of putting violence and sank into New Haven Harbor.

He originally felt heavy, stuffed with a small bag of Black Hawk Bank bank coupons worth ten dollars, and the weight seemed to be much clearer at this moment.

He is not afraid of blackmail, but he is afraid of the unknown.

Since you know Doug's origin, you will definitely be able to grasp his weaknesses.

"His Excellency Doug, you have been waiting for a long time. I wonder if Principal Wolsey is still healthy?" Anton said enthusiastically as if he had seen an old friend he had not seen for many years.

Doug was a little stunned and then said, "Teacher is in good health."

"Teacher? Did Principal Woolsey ask you to call him a teacher?" Anton asked curiously.

Doug nodded.

"I believe you must be very knowledgeable as Principal Woolsey." While praising him, Anton cursed the hypocrisy of these intellectuals in his heart.

An illegitimate child is an illegitimate child, why should we call teachers and students?

"Mr. Anton seems to be very interested in Principal Wolsey? I can recommend Principal Wolsey to Mr. In the future, if you have the opportunity, you should give me the money first." Doug said.

"As you wish, Lord Doug." Anton handed the wallet to Doug.

The moment he let go of his hand, he felt empty in his heart.

Doug opened the cloth bag and counted one by one.

The total number of eighty pictures were checked accurately, and the face was covered with a smile.

"I wish the New Haven hotel business will get better and better." Doug said, and walked to the front desk to take out his room card and said, "Hello, check out 1108."

Anton looked quietly and did not stop him.

McGill, who has recovered a lot, is still a little weak, but after appreciating his boss's full performance, he still feels happy.

Madison, who was originally responsible for taking care of McGill, suddenly became lost when he heard Doug's voice about to check out.

Doug left, his backer left.

I have offended the boss, am I leaving too...

Working as a waiter in a New Haven hotel is the best job he has ever encountered.

Although you are always deducted from your salary, you are always insulted by your guests, although you are always...

but!

As long as you are not discovered by customers, you can eat delicious food at will!

As long as you are not discovered by the manager, you can make all the tips you collect!

Even the spacious and bright environment here is so rare.

As Doug walked back, he said to the lost Madison, "I just promised McGill that he would have his law firm. And you, Madison, I think you will have a store that belongs to you. A hotel that is hundreds of times larger than here."

"Really?" The surprise made Madison lose his mind and asked such disrespectful words.

Just as he was secretly regretting, Doug said, "Of course it's true."

Anton in the distance heard the conversation between Doug and Madison without lowering his voice, and a disdainful sneer on his face.

The New Haven Hotel has been operating three generations since Anton's grandfather opened it to such a scale.

Even if this little devil is really Wolsey's illegitimate son, what courage does this mean to make a humble waiter have a hotel hundreds of times larger than here?

A really dare to draw a cake!

A really big appetite!

Doug said to McGill, "Old Mai, you can take good care of yourself. I'll ask Wheat to accompany me to clean up the room. Oh! By the way! Madison, you pick up some cheese residues, and I want to investigate who killed the New Haven Hotel and poisoned my people."

"Yes!" Madison replied, shaking his air tail.

Doug first walked to the door of Room 1108 and turned the handle. Sure enough, the slightly sluggish feel disappeared. A hair could be seen in the corner along the door on the ground.

Entering the house, although everything seemed to be normal.

However, Doug closed the door and lifted the mat, but saw the two teams of shoe prints.

As expected, Anton investigated his room.

But what can he investigate?

All Doug's manuscripts will not be spent overnight here.

If it is either taken away, it will be turned into ashes.

No matter what, it's time to leave.

Doug's heart was not yet big enough to offend the hotel owner and continue to live here.

Let's live in the printing and dyeing factory first.

Doug chose the place to sponsor next.

Anton watched Doug and his group of three leave the hotel, kicked the restaurant manager who embarrassed him, and kicked out a lot of milk, and then ordered the lobby manager to comfort the guests.

Then, put on a windbreaker and went to the newspaper office.
Chapter completed!