Bab 1299: Dug Up Their Ancestral Grave

The receptionist on the other end of the line said in a sweet yet aggrieved voice, "Young Master Kitano, I'm really sorry. This is an order from the higher-ups. I'm not sure about the details. We know that you paid five hundred thousand M Dollar in advance, but you've already spent 27 weekends here. There is still 23 weekends' worth of money left. We double the compensation."

"I don't want money! I want to stay here!"

"I'm really sorry, Mr. Kitano. The order I've received from the higher-ups states that you can't stay here any longer! Please pack your things and check out before 10 tomorrow. For any complaints of dissatisfaction, you may proceed to sue us. Our staff will definitely follow you to court and cooperate with you to give you the compensation."

"F*ck!"

Kitano Satoshi shouted angrily and hung up.

By the time Kitano Satoshi and his team arrived at the meeting room, everything was already set up.