The Luckiest Dumb Doctor

Chapter 149: A Decent Person 1

“We’re here, they bought it together, and the total estimated price was twenty­eight million. I gave them a thirty percent profit share, and you take another thirty percent,”

Chestor Ware said with a pause, sounding somewhat abashed, “Haha, as for the remaining forty percent, I took the liberty to take twenty percent, and the other twenty percent, according to your wishes, went to Norman Holmes.”

Greg Jensen laughed heartily, “Haha, you’re not taking advantage just by taking advantage. If it weren’t for big brother Chestor, I really wouldn’t know how to deal with those properties.”

Norman Holmes was seriously wounded in the process of dealing with Kenny Walker. It wasn’t exactly related to Greg Jensen, but Norman had put forth effort after all, so taking a twenty percent share was not really too much.

If it weren’t for Chestor Ware handling Kenny Walker’s assets, letting either Greg Jensen or Norman Holmes take care of it, they probably couldn’t have sold it for this price.

So, it was only right to give him a twenty percent share.

However, Chestor Ware didn’t see it that way.

In his view, even without him, Greg Jensen could definitely find someone better to take his place in handling Kenny Walker’s assets.

Moreover, Norman was the one who had destroyed the place, and it was Greg who had caught Kenny Walker himself, it had nothing to do with Chestor Ware at all.

The twenty percent profit he was taking was purely a case of Greg showing gratitude for something Chestor had not done.

It was just like a Chinese bro deal!

Even if Greg didn’t use his help to deal with those assets, it would have been the same with anyone else.

Therefore, Chestor Ware felt a bit embarrassed to take that twenty percent profit.

After hesitating for a bit, he said, “How about this, for our new medicinal herb company, I won’t take as much of the shares. You can have seventy percent, and thirty percent will be enough for me.”

Greg Jensen was taken aback and said with a wry smile, “Big brother, even if you give me that many shares, I wouldn’t know how to manage them.”

“Haha, that’s not a problem. I can hold them for you; you just wait and collect your dividends.”

“That’s not very good either. How can I take so many shares?”

Greg Jensen also felt somewhat embarrassed and said, “How about we just split it fifty-fifty, and you hold my half on my behalf.”

“That’s…”

“Alright, let’s settle it at that, or I won’t take any shares at all.”

Upon hearing this, Chestor Ware could only agree, saying with chagrin, “As an older brother, I’m really taking advantage of you here.”

Greg Jensen laughed, “Haha, why are we brothers talking about this? Without your help, I wouldn’t have made so much money.”

“Don’t say that, you’re making it hard for me to show my face,” replied Chestor.

“Fine, then that’s settled for now. I’ll come over tomorrow morning.”

“Alright.”

After hanging up the phone, Chestor Ware couldn’t help but sigh, “This Greg is really a stand-up guy!”

You see, even though it was only a twenty percent profit, that was close to six million in cash. He thought giving Greg an extra thirty percent of the shares made him feel like he was taking advantage.

Yet, Greg only asked for an additional ten percent, which made it an even split between the two of them.

“Dad, why are you sighing?”

“Nothing much, just admiring Greg for being a person of integrity.”

Taylor Ware pouted, “Is he as good as you say?”

Chestor Ware raised an eyebrow and said with a smile, “Where’s the problem with Greg? Handsome, capable, and honorable.

In today’s society, you’d have a hard time finding such a good man even with a lantern.”

Taylor Ware retorted nonchalantly, “Who’s looking for him?”

“Hm?”

Chestor Ware was startled and said, “I didn’t say you were looking for him. I’m just saying it’s hard to find a man like that nowadays.”

Then, something clicked in his mind, and his eyes began to look curious as he flashed a sly grin and asked, “Sweetheart, tell dad, do you have a crush on Greg?”

“Dad, what are you talking about? How could I possibly like that LSP?”

Taylor Ware’s face flickered with panic as she stammered, “I’m going to bed upstairs.”

After saying that, she fled back to her room as if she were running away.

Chestor Ware watched his daughter’s retreating figure, then looked blankly toward Sister Lan, who had just walked out of the kitchen, and mumbled, “Sis Lan, is it… does she really like that boy?”

Hearing Chestor Ware’s “Brother Greg” become “that boy,” Sister Lan couldn’t help but smile wryly, saying,

“Don’t you knowyour own daughter? Rushing off like that, she must be scared. If she didn’t like Greg Jensen, why would she be afraid?”

“Exactly, that girl has never been afraid of anything since she was young; she must have taken a liking to that boy.”

Chestor Ware said puzzledly, “Strange, they’ve barely met a few times, how could she have fallen for Greg Jensen?”

Sister Lan laughed, “It’s a good thing, isn’t it? Haven’t you been worried about Taylor not being able to find someone to marry? Now there’s no need to worry.”

Chestor Ware forced a smile, “The kid is indeed not bad, but he already has a girlfriend, our Taylor…”

“You’re just being overly concerned.”

Sister Lan glared at him reproachfully and said, “Taylor is not young anymore, she finally likes someone. You should just stop worrying about her love life.

Let the young people solve their own problems, you don’t know what’s truly in their hearts.”

“That’s true, but…”

“Alright, go to sleep now.”

Chestor Ware sighed, and looking at Sister Lan, still charming, he couldn’t help but entertain some thoughts, saying cheerfully, “Sis Lan, we haven’t had a proper chat for a few days, how about we go to your room and talk?”

Sister Lan’s face turned red, and she nervously glanced at Taylor’s room, whispering, “No, the kid is at home.”

“It’s fine, we’ll just keep our voices down.”

“Oh no, what if Taylor finds out. Hey, don’t pull at my clothes…”

The next day, Sister Lan got up early as usual to cook.

Chestor Ware came down the stairs, holding his back.

“What’s wrong with you?” Sister Lan asked with concern.

Chestor Ware replied with a wry smile, “Age spares no one.”

Remembering the wildness of the previous night, Sister Lan couldn’t help but roll her eyes and snort, “Serves you right for being a hooligan.”

Chestor Ware laughed, “How could you call that being a hooligan?”

Just then, Taylor came in and asked curiously, “Dad, who’s been a hooligan?”

“It’s nothing, children should stay out of adults’ conversations.”

“Psh, I’m already an adult.”

Taylor pouted and sat down to eat.

Chestor Ware and Sister Lan exchanged helpless glances and shook their heads.

After finishing the meal, Chestor Ware was surprised to find that his daughter, who usually would have been out and about by early morning, was actually sitting on the living room sofa watching TV.

What’s going on here?

“Don’t you have anything to do today?” Chestor Ware asked in surprise.

Taylor’s expression was somewhat unnatural as she nonchalantly replied, “Nothing’s up, why do you ask?”

“Oh, it’s nothing.”

Chestor Ware casually responded and turned to head back into the kitchen.

Seeing Sister Lan cleaning the table, he quickly approached and whispered, “Sis Lan, what’s wrong with Taylor today?

Why is she just sitting in the living room watching TV so early in the morning?”