John Brown directly dialed the phone of the Yawk Family's old man. This old man was hoping he would work for the Yawk Family. Didn't he also have to give them something to do now and then? If the Yawk Family couldn't secure a significant position, they might not be able to do that, but just arranging for someone to work at the tax bureau? If they couldn't do that, then the Yawk Family might as well not mix in this province, nor call themselves a prominent family.
The old man's call connected quickly, and he directly said, "Kid, you figured it out."
John Brown knew he was referring to pursuing Lucy Campbell and said annoyed, "Figure out what, I have something else to discuss with you."
"Stubborn! What is it?" The old man immediately cursed at John Brown with dissatisfaction, but he didn't forget John Brown's business.
"Here's the situation, I have a relative who has been a temp at the tax bureau for over twenty years, and now they've cut him off."
