The owner of Perfect Specimen was now doing push-ups but when he saw Jack he stopped what he was doing and went over to him.
"Who's that creepy fellow you brought? He nearly abused me! And you need to pay for the shock I went through," he whined to an unsympathetic Jack.
"Don't fret, he'll pay you 30 million as compensation for your pain. Now I'm free to go, right?" Jack heartlessly sold poor nelson to this money grubber.
"No, problem! Won't you have a try at any equipment? You ain't in good shape man," the man was beaming so much that it became creepy.
"Sorry, I'm penniless. I'd rather dance at home" Jack left without giving this man a chance to extort money from him. Nelson Woodley was the one who could baptize him with money.
Jack, upon reaching his Rolls-royce, entered the car and drove away at breakneck speed, causing many to jump and get out of his way.
"These rich bastards! What are we to them? Fowls on the streets?" an elderly lady s
