Misterious Message System Become a Rich Man

Chapter 3

Gaston who felt insulted by Dason accepted the challenge on one condition.

"If you can't fulfill your words, then you will kneel down and lick my feet, in addition you have to do it completely naked, after that get out of this city!" challenged Gaston while grinning, because he felt he would win this challenge. Gaston still thought someone like Dason wouldn't have that kind of money!

"Deal!" replied Dason loudly, making everyone look surprised to hear Dason agree to the challenge from Gaston, who was famous for his cunning.

"All those present at this party, you are witnessing history that Dason is indeed a useless trash man!" Gaston shouted with a laugh.

Prok! Prok! Prok!

Some of them looked so curious and even applauded what was about to happen. One of them was Mr. Fargo, one of the most influential businessmen in the city, although he did not clap.

"Please transfer now!" Gaston ordered Dason after mentioning his account number.

Dason intended to transfer the $800 to Gaston's account. Unfortunately, his old cell phone was acting up. Just as he opened the m-banking application, his phone couldn't do anything else and restarted itself.

"Wait a minute, there's something wrong with my phone," said Dason, who looked panicked and nervous.

Gaston's laughter echoed in the room.

"Don't make excuses if you don't have the money!" said Gaston while pushing Dason's shoulder, who was still waiting nervously for his phone to restart.

Even some of the other people present started to make fun of Dason, making the room noisy.

It took a few minutes for Dason to be able to use his old cell phone again and open the m-banking application. During that time, Mr. Fargo continued to observe quietly.

"Done! You can check your account," Dason told Gaston after he successfully transferred the money.

Gaston was wide-eyed when he checked the incoming transaction in his account. It was clear that the $800 had come from Dason's account. Gaston's face seemed to turn sour, but he quickly overcame it with his cunning.

Not accepting his defeat, Gaston acted as if Dason was lying, saying that the money had never entered his account.

"Do you believe he managed to transfer some money?" Gaston asked in a shrill voice.

"Even up until this moment, there was no money in my account from him. I told you, he's going to lose!" continued Gaston arrogantly.

Suddenly, Mr. Fargo stepped forward, making the others scrunch their foreheads in wonder. What did Mr. Fargo come forward for?

"I'm here to be a witness to this challenge, because it wouldn't be fair if we didn't check each other's phones."

Everyone agreed with Mr. Fargo, so he checked with his own eyes and head that Dason had actually transferred the $800 to Gaston's account.

Gaston's face turned red, and there was no denying it. People were stunned. Even the people who had participated in insulting Dason looked down and embarrassed.

Since Gaston lost, he had to keep his promise and do whatever Dason asked.

"Please do as we agreed!" Dason shouted.

Gaston shook his head, refusing to do the disgusting thing that had been promised. Gaston tried to run away, but Mr. Fargo asked his guards to stop him.

"Stop his steps and bring him here to fulfill his promise!" ordered Mr. Fargo to his guards.

For the second time, Gaston could no longer dodge, with his body held by Mr. Fargo's bodyguards. Gaston stood in front of Dason.

"Quickly do it Gaston! Prostrate at my feet and lick my feet as we have agreed!" Dason snapped at Gaston.

Reluctantly, while crying like a child, Gaston did so, making the people in the room wonder who Dason really was. The room became noisy with people whispering to each other, wondering that a shabby-looking Dason, who was said to be the son-in-law of trash, could have that much money.

After finishing everything, Dason left the restaurant with a triumphant smile.

Shortly after leaving the restaurant, Dason's old cell phone rang. There was a message that came through the mysterious app.

'[Congratulations! Mission 1 has been completed successfully! You get a certain number of points and a luxury car!"'

Dason looked confused as he read the message.

"Is mission 1 successful?" asked Dason quietly.

And not long after, another message came through the mysterious application to his cell phone.

'[And the sum of one million dollars will be transferred to your account immediately, within the next few days!"

Dason was speechless. He didn't know whether he was dreaming or not, whether what he was experiencing was real or not.

"Oh my God, what is this?" asked Dason in his heart, which made him even more confused because he couldn't find a reasonable explanation.

Dason decided to order an online motorcycle taxi to return to Corvin's boarding house.

"Hi," greeted someone who suddenly tapped his shoulder when Dason had just ordered an online motorcycle taxi.

Dason stammered.

"Hi, sir," Dason replied, bowing his body as a sign of respect.

The person was Mr. Fargo. He appreciated Dason's earnestness and sincerity in helping his friend earlier, an attitude that Mr. Fargo really liked.

"I really salute you for being really sincere in helping a friend. You're even willing to be insulted in front of everyone to solve your friend's business," said Mr. Fargo, praising Dason.

Dason smiled wryly.

"I'm just afraid that if it's not resolved as soon as possible, my friend's debt will increase. And I hate people who take advantage of small people like that," Dason explained to Mr. Fargo.

Mr. Fargo seemed to nod in agreement with Dason's words.

"Is it true that you are the son-in-law of Edwin's family and are now expelled?" asked Mr. Fargo while looking into Dason's eyes.

"That's right, sir," Dason replied briefly, as he felt uncomfortable discussing domestic matters with someone he had just met for the first time.

"Where did you get that much money?" asked Mr. Fargo probingly.

Deg.

The question that made Dason most confused to answer was because he himself did not know where the money came from, which was suddenly transferred to his account.

In the confusion, Dason seemed grateful that he was helped by the online motorcycle taxi that had arrived. He also said goodbye.

"This is my business card; please contact me if you need any help; never hesitate," Mr. Fargo told Dason while handing him a card.

"Thank you, sir," said Dason politely, accepting the card given to him.

Mr. Fargo just nodded and looked at Dason's back, which was getting farther away.

In the middle of the road, suddenly a fast-moving car overtook the online motorcycle taxi that Dason was riding and just stopped. He and the motorcycle taxi driver almost fell down.

"Oh my! You drivers have no manners!" Dason said while looking at the car.

Dason continued to curse throughout his day because he was upset.

Then, from the car, a beautiful woman approached Dason, who was still sitting in the online motorcycle taxi.

"Come with me!" she asked Dason.