Joe William
Prince Rider Trolley
Pearl Hotels
Currently at the Hotel Mutiara owned by Future of Company it has been crowded by guests.
It appears that Mr. Brown Gordon, Gerard Gordon, and their daughter Talia are sitting in a special guest seat next to Mr. William, Mr. Walker and Samson. Mr. Aaron Patrik is sitting next to Ivan Patrik and his wife, Lorna Walker.
In addition, at the venue there is also Kenny along with his wife and three sons and daughters. There is also Kevin and his family and there is also David along with his wife, Adelle Walker.
The excitement grew when from the front appeared Jerry and Clara's entourage entered the hall where the event was taking place.
It looks behind him walking Mr. Barry, Ronald, Austin, Mr. Richard, Mr. Isa, Mr.Brylee and many other officials from the Future of Company company who accompanied the owner of the pearl hotel.
Except for the Three toothless dragons and Mr. Brown Gordon, everyone in the room rose to their feet to welcome the arrival of the business magnate in the country.
Who does not know Jerry William? Owner of a giant company called Future of Company. Even Gerard Gordon himself rose from his chair and immediately approached the head of the William and Smith family.
"Sorry Sir. Is your name Jerry William?" Gerard Gordon asked as he extended his hand.
"really so. Forgive me also if I ask, who is this Master?" Jerry said back to ask while welcoming a helping hand from Gerard Gordon.
"Oh. My name is Gerard Gordon. The eldest son of the Gordon family. We just got back to Metro City from Canada." The answer.
"Gee. How fortuitous. It's a lucky one for me Mr. Gerard. Because you can meet you. Maybe my cousin Kenny and Lenard's butler's son Kevin are lucky to meet you and playmate." Said Jerry.
"Let's Mr. Jerry. I'll introduce you to my father." Gerard said.
"Call Jerry, Mr. Gerard." Pinta Jerry's.
"alright. If so, you should also call me by name only without any frills Sir. How's it?"
"alright. I agree." Said Jerry. Then they both laughed and stepped towards the table where the three toothless dragons and Mr. Brown Gordon were seated.
"Thank you respectfully my Grandpa William, Grandpa Walker and Grandpa Patrik." Said Jerry bowing respectfully.
"Eh. What the fuck are you. You are the owner of this hotel. We should have paid our respects to you. Oh yea. This is Mr. Brown Gordon. Give your salute to him!" Said Mr. Aaron Patrik.
"I'm Jerry William welcome to the Pearl Hotel and receive my salute." Said Jerry.
"Ah. No need to be too shy. I'm glad to see it's still alive. And it turns out you look a lot like your late father, Wilson William." Says Mr. Brown Gordon.
"Thank you, sir." Said Jerry.
"No. Call me uncle!" Pinta Mr. Brown Gordon.
"All right, Uncle." Jerry said then he noticed another empty table between them.
"Grandfather, has my grandfather Smith not arrived yet?" Ask Jerry.
"Huh. He still has not seen the trunk of his nose. Might be busy taking care of your Joe's son." Answer Mr. William.
Clara just smiled as Jerry glanced at her who was also smiling.
Just now Jerry was sitting in his oversized chair, now from the front of the entourage of Mr. Leon Smith walked into the hall where the event took place. Surprisingly though, there was no Joe by his side at the moment. This of course made Mr. William wonder if Joe managed to escape again.
After a brief moment of pleasantry, he headed straight for his seat and sat side by side with Mr. William.
"Where is the devil's son Leon?" Ask Mr. William whispering.
"One more time you say son of the devil, this fist of mine will hit your gums." Snapping Mr. Smith.
"Allah. Whatever it is. Now where is he? Did you fail to handle the kid?" Ask Mr. William.
"Look your mouth is talking. Don't just say you're King! He'll be in in a minute. Just calm down!"
Mr. William will only answer, but he undoes his intention because from the front, it looks four beautiful women are pushing a trolley in which looks Joe William is giving a warning.
"Ngeeeee... Sjlj... Ngeng ngeng! Go left! Left again! Yes so. Come on now to the right. Sjlj...! Watch out in front there's chicken shit. Be careful!" Joe said as he looked left and right at the wheel of the trolley. He behaves exactly like a child.
Some of the guests present were astonished to see a young man in black like an ape behaving exactly the same as the ape being pushed by four very beautiful young women.
Mr. William and others to the lips to see the behavior of his great-grandchild.
As with Jerry, he immediately whispered into Clara's ear.
"What other disaster will our son bring?"
"Haha. It was a form of resistance from him. Maybe he knows the purpose of William's grandfather." Answer Clara.
"Stop stop stop! You guys hold this trolley tight! I'll stand up and greet everyone." Joe said to the four women in his guard.
"Your young master!" They said they were holding the trolley.
"Oh all the gentlemen and gentlemen who are here. Please accept my salute. Introduce it! My name is Joe William, uh wrong. My point is, Joe Iprit. This champion in Metro City." Joe said as he stood on top of the trolley basket and bowed respectfully to each side.
"Dad. I'll be there!" A little girl told her father.
"Xenita, why did you meet the black man? I doubt if he's a real Joe."
"Xenita knew that voice Dad. He is Joe William. Xenita's gonna see if she's Joe William or not." The girl then stepped into the middle of the room where Joe was trying to get off the trolley.
"Hallo brother Joe. Are you a real Joe?" Ask the girl to Joe.
"Why indeed? Am I a mock Joe?" Joe asked, opening his eyes.
"Hehehe. If you're really Joe, I know his trademark. Try your typical moves when in Kuala Nipah first!" Xenita Pinta.
"You are this." Joe said as he pulled his nose.
"Well. Is correct. This is really Joe William. Then why with your skin?" Ask Xenita curiously.
"When the forest fires in Kalimantan, I volunteered. That's why I became black like this. If I knew who burned the forest, I'd snap his nose." Joe said seriously. But a moment later he laughed out loud.
"Truly Joe William. Yes already. Let's get over there!" Take Xenita while pulling Joe's arm.