Sean did not lack money. For Optimus members like Daniel to withstand the intense training, he had to ensure the quality of every meal they ate.
Optimus Security Services had hundreds of men, so it cost millions a day for staff meals.
"What the f*ck? Is he bragging? Is he running a security firm or a f*cking bank? Does a bodyguard need to have such good meals?"'
"He must be bragging. He's just a security firm owner. How can he have so much money?"
"Yeah. If a table costs 400 thousand, hundreds of men will take seven to eight tables, which equals three million dollars a day!"
"Gosh, how boastful. Does he think we're ignorant idiots?"
...
For a moment, the whole hall was filled with voices of doubt.
Sean shook his head and smiled as the crowd doubted him. He thought they were a bunch of self-righteous people.
They doubted whether others could do it when they had not been able to reach that level.
Optimus Security Services' daily meals were professionally curated and each meal's portion was fixed.
Therefore, there was no such thing as waste, which was why Optimus Security Services' meals cost millions every day.
"Shut up! How could people with limited outlook know what Mr. Lennon is capable of?"
Before Sean spoke, Zander sitting next to Daniel spoke first.
The lion roar-like voice overpowered everyone's voice, rendering the people dumbfounded for a moment.
Zander glanced around the room and said coldly, "If you don't believe me, you're welcome to visit Optimus Security Services anytime and anywhere!
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