"I am unharmed, only minor injuries," Bidegla spoke, showing no sign of the usual flattery of an ordinary person.

After gazing deeply at Bidegla, the middle-aged man slowly said, "This time, you stood up for the Laura Jewelry Company, and the group has decided to offer you a position at the headquarters. What are your thoughts on this?"

The middle-aged man spoke with an air of superiority, as if he were issuing a decree.

If an ordinary person were to hear such news, they would surely be ecstatic. After all, entering a commercial empire is the dream of many, and it could even significantly elevate their status. However, Bidegla had no such thoughts and could not stand the man's attitude, which made it seem as if he were being rewarded.

Therefore, he almost immediately responded, "I'm sorry, but I feel content with my current job. Thank you for the offer."

Upon finishing, Bidegla displayed a look of apology, then shifted his gaze to Jennie Laura. It seemed that before, Jennie Laura's worried expression was likely due to her fear that he would succumb to the temptation of entering the headquarters of the Laura group.

However, she underestimated herself.

"You are not accepting?" Upon hearing Bidegla's words, the middle-aged man was clearly taken aback. Entering the headquarters of the Laura group is the dream of many, and yet this man was so resolute in refusing. Did he not understand the benefits of entering the Laura group?

"Are you sure about your decision? Even the lowest-ranking employee at the Laura group headquarters has a starting annual salary of two hundred thousand." It seemed as if the middle-aged man was concerned that Bidegla did not understand the situation and repeated himself.

This was an excellent opportunity. He couldn't believe that Bidegla would refuse.

However, upon hearing the offered salary, Bidegla almost burst out laughing. Two hundred thousand? Was this a joke? Compared to his current ten million annual salary, two hundred thousand was a drop in the ocean, hardly worth mentioning.

"Apologies, as I said, I am content with my current situation and do not wish to leave," Bidegla continued to refuse.

"Then, how much do you want?" The middle-aged man's expression darkened, showing some dissatisfaction with Bidegla's appetite.

"What do you want?" Bidegla asked, taken aback.

"If you are not satisfied with two hundred thousand, I can immediately raise your annual salary to five hundred thousand," the middle-aged man bit his lip as he spoke.

This was the limit he could offer Bidegla on behalf of the mission to recruit him. If he couldn't take Bidegla with him, who knows how the old men would mock him when he returned? This was his best offer.

"Apologies, I am not interested." The middle-aged man's attitude was unpleasant, and Bidegla's attitude also changed. He had no intention of going to the Laura group's headquarters, and this man was simply becoming annoying, as if trying to force him. Not to mention five hundred thousand, even if it were five million or fifty million, he wouldn't go. His goal was to achieve the ultimate dream of every man. How could he be lured by this insignificant profit?

"Young man, greed is a good thing, but don't overdo it," the middle-aged man sneered, his attitude turning cold.

An ordinary person had actually refused his request. Did he really think he was someone?

"Hm," upon hearing the middle-aged man's words, Bidegla also sneered and said, "Sir, whether to go or not is my choice. Do you still want to restrict my freedom? Do you think I would not dare to call the police?"

"You..." Upon hearing Bidegla's words, the middle-aged man was infuriated. No one had ever dared to speak to him like this before.

"I respect your courage, which is why I spoke kindly to recruit you. I didn't expect you to be so ungrateful. In that case, I won't say any more."

As he spoke, he turned to Jennie Laura and said, "In my capacity as the executive CEO of the Laura group, I declare this man has been dismissed."

When the middle-aged man spoke, Jennie Laura's complexion changed drastically. She understood that her uncle had been thoroughly provoked.

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In fact, she didn't have a good impression of her uncle either; in fact, it could be said to be quite negative. In the family, her uncle often opposed her father, and she even suspected that he had orchestrated the incident that led to her injury.

So, when he mentioned firing Bidegla, she was shocked for a moment and then coldly responded, "Uncle, Laura Jewelry is my personal property, and you have no right to make any decisions. Furthermore, I will not listen to you."

Jennie Laura's voice was very calm, but it immediately changed the complexion of the middle-aged man. In his eyes, Jennie Laura was a typical obedient girl, but what he didn't expect was that she would openly defy his orders, leaving him with no recourse.

"Are you really willing to defy my orders for him?" the middle-aged man spoke, his expression now fierce.

"You are not my father, so why should I listen to you? And Laura Jewelry is my father's gift to me, not under your jurisdiction. If you have any doubts, talk to my father," Jennie Laura spoke, revealing a strong side of herself.

"Fine, fine, fine," he said three times in a row, his face contorted with anger. "I hope you won't regret this," he added before storming out of the ward.

It was clear that this person was on the verge of losing control.

"Jennie, is it worth it for me?" Bidegla asked with a bitter smile after the middle-aged man had left.

"It's worth it," Jennie Laura replied, but then it seemed as if she realized something and her face suddenly turned red.

"By the way, is your wound still hurting?" Suddenly, Jennie Laura approached with a gentle expression and asked.

"It's fine now. I'll probably be able to leave in a few more days," Bidegla replied, his voice gradually calming down.

"This time, it seems you've offended your uncle. You need to be careful of him in the future," Bidegla spoke, his expression also turning serious.

For some reason, Bidegla had always felt that this middle-aged man was hiding something, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it. In any case, it was an extremely unpleasant feeling.

If he had to put it into words, it was like seeing a desperado, a sense of murderous intent. But the other party was obviously a relative, so he wouldn't do such a thing. Shaking his head, Bidegla stopped thinking about it and focused on recovering from his injuries.

Bidegla said he needed rest, so after staying for more than ten minutes, Jennie Laura left. The jewelry store had been badly damaged and would take a long time to recover, so she had a lot to do.

The new store hadn't opened yet, and the old store had been robbed. Fortunately, Bidegla was able to stop the robbers at the last minute, otherwise the consequences would have been unthinkable.

After that, no one came to disturb Bidegla, so he was able to focus on practicing his skills for several hours.

After a few hours of practice, he felt some sensation returning to his left hand. Although he still couldn't use it, he could at least make simple movements.

It seemed that it wouldn't be long before he made a full recovery.

That night, two people visited Bidegla's ward: Stuart Buzer and Gu Jianchou. They had only learned of Bidegla's near-death experience from the newspaper and had rushed over as soon as they had finished their business.

"Junior brother, are you okay?" Stuart Buzer asked with a caring expression as he looked at Bidegla lying on the hospital bed.

He had previously seen videos of Bidegla's great power, leaping over three meters high. Although he could also accomplish such a feat, it must be remembered that Bidegla had been practicing for more than ten years longer than him. So, Bidegla's remarkable progress had already astonished them. It was probably only a matter of time before he, as Bidegla's senior brother, would be defeated by him.

"I'm fine," Bidegla shook his head, sensing the concern from the other person.

"Get up, I'll treat you," Ghostly Sorrow spoke coldly, walking over.

Looking at his cold expression, Bidegla felt no discomfort, as he was used to this expression from everyone. And he had already seen the other's medical skills. If he could be treated by him, it would be the best thing.

Without hesitation, Bidegla immediately took off his shirt for Ghostly Sorrow to treat him. But before he could even take it off, Ghostly Sorrow said, "No need to take it off."

As he spoke, his palm fell on Bidegla's injured left shoulder. A warm breath rushed into Bidegla's body, and he felt the warmth on his left shoulder. He then used his insight to observe the terrifying energy within his master's body. Compared to himself, he was far inferior. The continuous influx of energy from Ghostly Sorrow's body seemed to have no effect on Bidegla, just a drop in the ocean.

No wonder his skills were so terrifying. Just this energy alone would take an immense amount of time to cultivate. If Bideglacould reach this level, he might be able to easily deal with the bandits without shedding any blood.

"Alright, move your arm to see if there's still a problem," Ghostly Sorrow said faintly as Bidegla was lost in thought.

"Okay," Bidegla responded and moved his arm, realizing that it could already move freely, although there was still a lingering pain at the wound. But he knew that his injury had already healed for the most part.

"For about a week, avoid vigorous activity with your left hand, eat more nutritious food, and you will gradually recover," Ghostly Sorrow said, without a hint of a smile on his face.

Behind him, Stuart Buzer gave a bitter smile because he knew that although his master appeared cold, he cared deeply for Bidegla's injury. He was extremely protective, otherwise, after so many years in the underworld, he wouldn't be standing here in one piece.

His willingness to deplete his own energy to help Bidegla heal was evidence of that.

"For the next period of time, it's best not to leave the Bamboo Sea City," Ghostly Sorrow said, causing Bidegla to be taken aback. What was going on?

"Well, the people you killed have some powerful backers, and they are preparing to come after you. But don't worry, we've already got their movements under control. Just focus on protecting yourself,"Stuart Buzer quickly explained, seeing the confusion on Bidegla's face.