Chapter 134: Chapter 134

Chapter 134 Identity Revelation

The waiter gave the names of more than a dozen big bosses and bigwigs in one breath.

The other students trembled every time they heard a name from the waiter. Which of these people was not C City's famous tycoon?

Especially when they heard the last name from the waiter, they only felt confused.

"Oh, my God, is Nigel Whyet of the C City Chamber of Commerce here? He's in the C City business world and is highly respected!" Someone could not help exclaiming, and his voice became very sharp.

"It is! Are all these people here to see Martin?"

At this point, Nigel has walked in with more than a dozen big bosses.

When Drew saw the big bosses, he couldn't help swallowing his dry saliva. Any of these characters, picked out at random, could make him tremble, let alone gathering so many together at the same time.

As for the other people, when they saw this group of bigwigs, they all broke out in a cold sweat and were overwhelmed by each other's aura. They were too scared to move.

They told themselves that they had never seen so many big shots all at once.

This was enough for them to talk about for the rest of their lives.

After Nigel Whyet took all the bosses into the box, he ran directly to Martin.

"Hello, Mr. James!"

These bosses, who had hundreds of millions or even more than a billion dollars' worth of assets, respectfully saluted to Martin.

"Mr. James, I'm having a party with these bosses in VIP room 8888. When I hear you're here, everyone is coming to say hello to you and toast a drink." Nigel said with a smile.

"If you'll excuse me, I, Martin James, won't be ungrateful. I'll gladly have a drink with you." Martin said calmly.

Then, Martin picked up a glass of wine and drank it with the crowd.

The students who watched this scene were trembling down to the core. All these powerful bigwigs after seeing Martin all had to grovel?

They can't imagine how hard Martin was to get to this point.

Drew was even more in despair.

At this point, though, Drew could no longer know who Martin James was. But he has learned that Martin's Lamborghini was definitely not rented. The bosses in front of him were enough to incite fear within him, and reveal Martin's strong identity.

It's just that he can't imagine what a powerful identity Martin was to make these bosses bow to him.

After Nigel and the bosses finished the toast, they also said that they would no longer disturb Martin, and then exited the box.

After Nigel and others left, the whole box fell silent again.

The atmosphere in the box was depressing and strange.

Everyone looked at Martin with incredible eyes.

Martin stood up slowly with his hand in his pockets, and looked at Drew.

"Those bosses who came to greet me with a toast should be no worse than your previous two multimillion-dollar bosses, right, Drew?"

"I..." Drew wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and blushed and could not speak.

At this moment, Drew suddenly remembered a sentence that Martin had said before.

Previously, Martin said that bosses with assets of less than 100 million were not qualified to see. Bosses with less than one billion dollars have to be respectful to see him, and even billionaires still have to be polite to him.

When they heard what Martin said, Drew and the students present at that time only thought it was a big joke.

But now his words have been proven, gravely at that.

"Now, does anyone still think that my Lamborghini is rented? Who else thinks that I am swollen and pretending to be rich?" Martin asked slowly.

All the students present shook their heads like a rattle.

Now, who dared to question Martin?

Who else dared to look down on him?

Who else dared to laugh at him?

Absolutely, no one.

"Martin, what kind of identity do you have? Why...? Why even those big-time bosses have to be respectful to you?" Dora couldn't help asking.

"That's right, Martin. What kind of identity do you have?" His old desk mate also asked.

The events just now also scared Ward very much.

Everyone was watching Martin. They all wanted to know the true identity of Martin to make those powerful bigwigs all bow to him.

Even Drew and his two lapdogs looked at Martin curiously because they also wanted to know.

"Now that I've come to this point, let me get this straight. I am the current Chairman of the C City Branch of Gold Group." Martin said calmly.

"Chairman of Gold?"

Everyone was surprised.

"No wonder everyone calls him Mr. James. He is the Chairman of Gold!" Many students suddenly realized that.

"No! It's not just that. The position of Chairman of the C City Branch of Gold Group is great, but it's not enough to make Nigel Whyet and the others grovel!" A male classmate said.

Drew could not help nodding, knowing that the identity of the Chairman of the C City Branch of Gold Group might make people like Nigel Whyet treat Martin politely, but not enough to kowtow to him! There was a world of difference!

Martin smiled and said, "That's right. I also have an identity that they all fear. I'm Morgan Gracie's biological grandson."

"Morgan Gracie's biological grandson?"

When the students here heard this, they couldn't help taking in a cool breath.

Who was Morgan Gracie? Well, he was the richest man in California.

Martin James was the grandson of the richest man.

They were unexpectedly former classmates with the grandson of the richest man?

At the same time, they finally understood why even Nigel Whyet have to grovel.

This time, no one questioned Martin.

They all understood that the real one to curry favor with among them was not Drew, but Martin.

To be exact, the financial resources of Drew were not comparable to those of Martin at all.

When Drew heard this, he sat down on the sofa with a bang, looking so despaired.

Goodness, Martin was Morgan Gracie's grandson. He can't imagine that he used to bully Martin. If Martin wanted to get even with him, could he afford it?

Greg and Lennon, when they knew the identity of Martin, they were scared and their legs trembled.

"All right, everybody doesn't stand still. Everyone open the wines casually on the table, and it's all on me!" Martin said.

"All right! All right!" The crowd nodded and took Martin's words as an order.

"Martin, let me pour you a drink."

Drew hurriedly squeezed out an ugly smile and ran over to give Martin a cup of Lafite in 1982 and pour himself another one.

It was obvious that he wanted to be courteous to Martin to get him to forgive him.

"Martin, before, I was just too young, so I did a lot of things to offend you. I would like to propose a toast to you as an apology." Drew raised his cup.

"Wait." Martin waved his hand.

Then, Martin turned to the waiter and said, "Go and get a beer."

The waiter did so naturally, and soon a bottle of beer was brought up by the waiter.

"You can't drink the '82 Lafite, Drew. You simply don't deserve it! This is more suitable for you, and it matches your grade." Martin said, putting the beer on the table.

Drew flushed, he felt the naked humiliation from him, but he dared not say anything.

"As for asking me to forgive you, I can only tell you that you are playing it safe." Martin smiled coldly.

"Yes, Martin. How Drew and his running dogs bullied us in high school, you must not forget. They can never be forgiven!" Ward said angrily.

Ward, too, was bullied, which left a great psychological shadow to him, and also had a great impact on his life.

It's just that Ward didn't have the ability to get revenge.

Now that Martin was powerful, Ward had seen a ray of light to get his revenge.

Drew's face darkened when he heard Ward's words.

Greg behind Drew pointed at Ward and yelled, "Ward, you want to die, don't you?"

"Greg, I think you're the one who wants to die. You still dare to be so bossy!" Martin looked gloomily at Greg.