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Jackson Olson chuckled and said, "Have you ever seen the boss greet any supplier like that?"

"The boss personally greeted him?"

The secretary was also startled, her mouth forming an O shape.

"Exactly."

Jackson Olson said with a shrewd smile, "That\'s why, in business, we must never judge people based on appearances. We have to treat everyone as equals."

The Riverhaven Factory covered a large area, and it took Greg Jensen driving five or six minutes to reach the warehouse for receiving goods.

There were seven or eight trucks lined up in front of the warehouse, all fully loaded with medicinal materials, indicating that they were there to deliver goods.

Greg Jensen couldn\'t help but reflect that though the name Riverhaven Factory sounded a bit rustic, their business was quite substantial.

He parked his car on the vacant space nearby and then headed towards the warehouse.

From a distance, he saw Boss Liu standing there, arguing with a lean middle-aged man.

"It was clearly our turn; why are you letting them unload first?"

The middle-aged man glanced at him coldly and said indifferently, "These are our factory\'s internal rules, none of your business."

Boss Liu angrily said, "Don\'t think I didn\'t see it; you just took two hundred bucks from him!"

"Bullshit!"

The middle-aged man\'s face darkened as he said coldly, "Let me tell you, stop spouting nonsense. If you want to unload your truck, wait patiently. If not, get the hell out of here.

If you keep nagging me, I won\'t let you unload a single thing from your truck!"

Boss Liu had a temper and was used to throwing his weight around in Duo Phoenix Town; how could he tolerate this kind of treatment?

Pointing at the middle-aged man\'s nose, he shouted angrily, "Who the hell are you? You think you can decide whether I can unload or not?"

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The middle-aged man\'s face was grim as he stared at Boss Liu and said furiously, "You think you can disrespect me? I\'ll tell you, I\'m not accepting your goods today, and no one can change that!"

However, the middle-aged man was not the least bit intimidated, turned around and shouted, "Is everyone dead? Come out if someone\'s causing trouble!"

Before he could finish, more than a dozen workers charged out from the inside, each wielding a crowbar used for unloading trucks.

"Aiden Clark, dare to touch our manager, I\'ll kill you!"

"Beat him up!"

Without a word, more than a dozen workers rushed over, ready to fight.

Seeing this, the fiery blood in Boss Liu\'s bones surged, and he pulled out a crowbar from beneath the truck, retreating and fighting off the attackers.

He was a veteran of many battles, with skills honed from years on the streets, and he was certainly not weak.

For a moment, the crowd of more than a dozen people couldn\'t lay a hand on him.

Seeing this scene, the middle-aged man became enraged and shouted, "What are you idiots doing? Attack, will you?!"

Urged by their manager, the workers charged like they were on adrenaline, recklessly rushing forward.

This time, Boss Liu was in trouble; in the blink of an eye, he took several blows, one of which nearly broke his arm.

Greg Jensen saw what was happening and hurried over, kicking over the man in front.

"Mr. Jensen..."

Boss Liu\'s face lit up with joy, and seeing Greg Jensen already fighting among the crowd, he followed with his crowbar in hand.

He swung his crowbar, knocking down a man, then looked up and was stunned.

All he saw was Greg Jensen, like a wolf among sheep, and with every punch or kick, one would surely fall.

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It wasn\'t long before a dozen workers were all lying on the ground, unable to get up.

The warehouse supervisor\'s face changed slightly, and he instinctively took a step back as he said menacingly, "Daring to hit people in our factory, you\'re all dead meat!"

Greg Jensen glanced at him but didn\'t respond. Turning around, he asked, "What\'s going on? Why did a fight break out?"

Big Liu replied helplessly, "Mr. Jensen, this isn\'t my fault. That bastard took someone else\'s money to let them cut in line. I asked him a couple of questions, and then he refused to unload our goods."

Hearing this, the warehouse supervisor\'s expression instantly became composed as he sneered, "So the two of you are working together, huh? That makes things easier."

Greg Jensen\'s mouth curved in a mocking smile as he asked, "And what would you like to do about it?"

"Simple!"

The warehouse supervisor pointed at Greg Jensen and Big Liu, scoffing, "I don\'t care which supplier you work for. Starting today, not a single truckload of your goods will enter our factory."

Greg Jensen said with amusement, "Is that so? You think you have the final say?"

"Do I have the final say?"

The warehouse supervisor laughed scornfully, "I\'ll tell you, if I say you can\'t deliver, then you can\'t deliver. Not even if the Emperor of Heaven himself came down!"

"You said that?"

"That\'s right, I said it!"

Greg Jensen nodded and smiled, "Okay, then I\'ll make a phone call."

"Go ahead. It won\'t make a difference who you call."

The warehouse supervisor waved his hand in a commanding manner and then sneered, "I\'ve seen plenty of guys like you two.

You think you\'re somebody important outside, but can\'t take a bit of hardship in our factory. Let me tell you, when it comes to this warehouse, I call the shots.

If you\'re a dragon, you coil up for me; if you\'re a tiger, you lie down for me. Dare to say no, and I\'ll make sure you never deliver goods for the rest of your life."

"Supervisor Zhang is right."

"Exactly, Supervisor Zhang is the law around here, what he says goes."

"You two young ones really don\'t get it, do you? Harmony brings wealth. What\'s the big deal about delaying the unloading for a bit?"

Before Supervisor Zhang had finished speaking, several delivery guys immediately started sucking up to him.

Big Liu knew about Greg Jensen\'s relationship with Chestor Ware, so he was far from intimidated. Pointing at Supervisor Zhang, he said, "Don\'t hurry, you\'ll be crying soon enough!"

"I\'m waiting!"

Supervisor Zhang was extremely confident as he pulled over a stool and sat down grandly at the entrance of the warehouse.

He had just sat down when he saw a short, thin figure running towards him.

Looking closely, he jumped up as if there were springs under his butt and greeted from afar, "Mr. Olson, what brings you here personally?"

As he spoke, he took a few steps forward, ready to welcome him.

However, Jackson Olson didn\'t even glance at him and went straight up to Greg Jensen, wiping the sweat from his forehead with a smile, "Hello, Mr. Jensen, what seems to be the problem?"

Greg Jensen smiled and, pointing to Supervisor Zhang, said, "He just told me that from now on, not a single truckload of my goods will make it here.

As for why, you can ask him yourself."

On hearing this, Jackson Olson\'s expression suddenly darkened as he angrily asked, "Zayne Harrison, what is this about?"

Zayne Harrison looked at Greg Jensen bewilderedly and explained to Jackson Olson, "Mr. Olson, they were the ones not following the rules, so I was just teaching them a lesson. This really isn\'t my fault."

With that, he glanced at the delivery guys in the distance and continued, "If you don\'t believe me, you can ask them."

"This... it seems to be exactly what Supervisor Zhang said."

"Right, those two were the ones who disturbed the order first."

The delivery guys, still reliant on Zayne Harrison for their jobs, naturally didn\'t dare to upset him and started to speak up in his defense.

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