However, Johnson’s expression was gloomy, and there was a chill in his eyes.
Remy was instantly dumbfounded.
How could he not know who Johnson was?
In terms of rank, his father was no different from Zane. However, Johnson was two ranks above his father.
Remy’s father tried to curry favor with Johnson but could not. And, Remy was disrespectful to Johnson today.
What was that?
Paul was looking for trouble in all ways!
“Uncle… Uncle Johnson…” Blushing, Remy quickly put down his phone and walked up.
Paul was aggrieved and scared. It was complicated. In short, words could not describe it.
“Don’t call me uncle. I don’t deserve it… According to what you said, I should be the one who calls you uncle,” Johnson put his hands behind his back and stepped forward
“Uncle Johnson, I… I didn’t know it was you. Or I wouldn’t dare…” Remy blushed, wanting to slap himself twice.
However, Johnson was not interested in listening to Remy’s explanation. Paul walked right past Remy and headed toward Barne.
Those around them lowered their heads slightly.
They should greet Johnson. However, there was an unwritten rule here. Even if they saw each other, they had to go about their business as if they did not see them. They could not talk much about it with others after going back either. After all, most of the people who came here had sensitive identities. It was unsuitable to greet them.
No one spoke to Johnson as he walked.
However, everyone dared not breathe loudly and obediently hung their heads low. Just because they said nothing did not mean they thought less of Johnson.
“Uncle Johnson, I wasn’t being disrespectful to you… I… I was talking to him. I was being disrespectful to him,” Remy followed and said as he pointed to Barne.
“You were being disrespectful to him?” Johnson frowned slightly.
“Yes! Uncle Johnson. I was scolding him. I must kill him today! I can’t allow him to cause trouble on my territory,” Remy nodded and looked at Barne icily.
“Haha!” Johnson gave a meaningful sneer.
“Uncle Johnson, let me lead you into the VIP private room first… I’ll kill him later.”
Remy did not notice anything wrong with Johnson’s expression.
“Forget it. I’ll leave…” However, Johnson waved his hand and prepared to leave.
Remy was now more dumbfounded.
Was Johnson not here for business?
Why was he leaving before he had done anything?
“Hey, hey, Uncle Johnson, why are you leaving? I haven’t apologized. You can’t go…” Remy quickly stopped Johnson.
Paul would have to apologize for stepping on Johnson’s toes today. Otherwise, Remy’s father would punish him when he got home.
“I’m here to treat Mr. Lennon to a meal… You’re going to kill him. What’s the point of the meal if you’re going to kill him? What should I do here if I don’t leave?” Johnson said indifferently as he glanced at Remy.
“Ah? Mr… Mr. Lennon… Uncle Johnson, you…”