Godly Investor: A Hundred Trillion Dollars For Investment And Donations

Ethan's bold declaration left everyone in the scene absolutely dumbfounded; they couldn't believe what they just heard.

They gaze at him, their mouths hanging open like a bunch of stunned mullets.

they couldn't believe the idea of the scruffy-looking kid throwing down the gauntlet was so absurd, they couldn't wrap their minds around it.

Instead of begging him to beg and leave quietly, they couldn't believe he actually wanted to bet with the boss' top client.

however the initial shock quickly gave way to more laughter.

The entire place erupted, some of them managed to stop themselves from falling over.

And the look on Ethan's face shows he was damn serious and it made them laugh more.

"This kid must be higher than a kite!"

they howled, tears streaming down their faces.

"What's he on, and where can I get some? I would love to see how high I can go just like him"

At that moment the senior lady, face twisted in a sneer, waved her hand dismissively.

"I don't have time to waste on such utter nonsense,"

she scoffed, rolling her eyes so hard, they nearly did a 360.

"I know a fool when I see one, and this kid's a grade-A, certified idiot and he's not hiding it."

Without wasting any more time, she whipped out her phone to call the security to come and tossed Ethan out.

However as she was about to make the call the top client stopped her, raising up his hand.

He turned to Ethan, his eyes narrowed to slits.

"Listen up, kid,"

he said, his voice dripping with disgust.

"Are you absolutely sure about what you just said? Do you even have the means to rent a broom closet in this place?"

Ethan At that moment didn't look moved he met the man's gaze head-on, his own eyes blazing with anger.

"Why don't you put your money where your mouth is, wise man? since you know it all, then challenge yourself."

He said, his voice hard as a rock.

"You seem so dang sure of yourself, like you've got all the answers. Well, I say we make a little bit and see who's really bluffing and who is serious."

The man gaze around he could see everyone's eyes on him, and without being told he could tell they wanted him to deal with the kid.

At that moment his nostrils flared, and the vein in his forehead throbbed like it was about to pop. But then, a slow, wicked grin spread across his face knowing Ethan is just a talkative.

"Alright, you little punk."

he growled, his voice low and menacing.

"You have a deal. But If you can't put your money where your mouth is, you'll come work for our company as a janitor for a whole year. No pay. But if, by some miracle, you actually manage to buy a property here, I'll cover the cost of furnishing it."

The man knows even if a miracle happens, Ethan would only be able to afford an apartment, that is the best he can do. And if that happens, furnishing an apartment wouldn't cost him that much.

however he deleted the thought knowing Ethan can't afford anything here.

The senior lady decided she wouldn't be left out, she jumped in with her own terms.

"I've been in this game for over a decade, kid,"

she said, her eyes glinting with malice.

"I know a real buyer when I see one, and you ain't it. If I'm wrong, I'll quit my job on the spot. But if you can't afford so little as a toilet seat in this estate, you'll owe the company a cool hundred grand for wasting our time and breaking every rule in our book for creating a scene and wasting our time."

Ethan just nodded, his face was unreadable, he just wanted everything done with.

"You've got yourself a deal."

He said, as tone as casual as if he were agreeing to a game of checkers.

The others in the scene were shocked. They'd expected Ethan to turn and run, but here he was, doubling down on his insane claims.

"He's definitely on something, this attitude of his can't be ordinary,"

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"can't you see the serious look on his face, he's not even showing any signs of backing out, and I would love to see the look on his face when that something he took disappears."

they muttered to each other, shaking their heads in disbelief.

But Ethan wasn't done.

"Let's make this official."

he said, with a sly smile forming at the corner of his mouth.

"We'll record everything and sign a contract. That way, there's no backing out. And if either of you tries to weasel your way out of this now, you'll owe me a hundred grand each."

The senior woman and the man exchanged Mockery looks, then they burst out laughing again.

"This kid must think the houses here cost peanuts!"

the woman cackled, wiping tears of mirth from her eyes.

'I mentioned rents ranging from six to fifteen grand, so he probably figures a house would go for, a hundred and fifty thousand dollars? The poor kid doesn't realize he's talking about the most expensive house in the first unit, which is even more expensive than the second unit in the whole of the estate.'

She said to herself, her face lighting up with laughter.

The man, still chuckling, shook his head.

'My place is in the second-class unit and it was damn expensive, and this kid's yammering about the priciest first-class section. He's got no clue what he's getting himself into.'

At that moment they agreed to Ethan's terms, signing the contract and recording a video for evidence. The senior woman, with a triumphant smirk on her face, said to Ethan.

"Follow me, kid."

she said, her voice dripping with false sweetness.

"Let me show you the house you'll be crying yourself to sleep over for the next years."

She led him to the most opulent mansion in the first unit.

Upon getting there she pointed at the mansion and said.

" This mansion is currently the most expensive, and it's selling for Seven million dollars."