Suddenly, I Am Rich

"What did you say?"

Gray had been silent the whole time Joel and the four men spoke. However, when he heard what they were offering, his eyes quickly turned toward them.

For a moment, he studied their faces. He wanted to see if they were just joking or exaggerating. But the way they looked at him looked as if they were really serious.

"…" His brows rose slightly. He was also a little skeptical, like Joel.

"Would that really be fine with you?" Gray finally asked? He squinted his eyes and suspiciously looked at them.

The leader puffed his chest out and answered without hesitation.

"Of course!"

"Yeah," another one quickly added. "We may not have much in life, but all of us have motorbikes!"

"Yes!"

"I agree!"

The last two nodded eagerly. Their big bodies bounced in excitement as they thought that they might be able to give back to Gray.

For them, the last thing they wanted to have was to owe anyone a debt. It was the same for Gray, who had already given them so much.

"Hmm…" Gray's eyes widened slightly. Hope flickered in them for a moment.

"Alright," He was embarrassed to ask for help from them. But, right at this moment, it was what they needed the most.

Gray slowly straightened his posture and looked at them with determination.

"Come on," he said firmly afterward. A small smile tugged at his lips afterward.

"Let's go to my office then and talk about it."

Rome and the four men lit up instantly.

"Lead the way and we'll follow you, Boss!" They cheered out loud as their faces broke into a huge smile.

A few customers turned their heads at it, but none of them seemed to care.

Joel only sighed, shaking his head.

"It seemed like our boss found reliable men to help us."

- - -

Inside Gray's office, the space was cramped as 4 humongous bodies entered.

He knew that his office wasn't that small. It was even bigger than most standard sizes. However, with Gray, Joel, Rome, and the four towering men squeezed in, it almost felt like the space was too small.

As they sat there in silence, the smell of freshly brewed coffee and pastries soon enveloped the air. A staff member from the small cafe of their store brought in a tray filled with cups of coffee and freshly baked pastries.

Gray ordered them as they waited for Ron's answer.

"You guys can eat first," Gray muttered to them in a light voice. "We'll discuss what to do once everyone's settled."

The four men didn't need to be told twice. Truth to be told, they were also hungry.

"Thank you, boss!"

"We'll work hard!"

"Don't worry!"

They dove into the food enthusiastically as they muttered their continuous thanks after every bite.

Meanwhile, Gray sat behind his desk. His fingers slightly played on his pen as he waited for an answer. Every few minutes, he would glance anxiously at his screen. He was eagerly waiting for Ron's response on how they could legally arrange their own delivery drivers.

However, despite the anxiousness in his mind, the room was filled with the sound of chewing and the occasional laughter from the thugs as they shared little jokes with each other.

Yet beneath that noise, everyone was waiting to hear Gray's decision once Ron replied.

Gray leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms. They waited longer.

And after what felt like an eternity, Ron finally gave an update.

Gray's phone buzzed lightly on the desk. The screen lit up with Ron's name.

Everyone in the office paused mid-bite and looked at Gray when they heard the notification coming in.

He swiped it open immediately.

"Hello, Ron?" Gray leaned forward and answered the incoming call. His voice was filled with anticipation.

"Yes, Sir," Ron's tone came in on the other side. "I've spoken with the team, and they say we can work on it."

Gray's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Here's how it will go, Sir." Ron continued.

"You'll need to submit the names of the riders you want under your store, along with their driver's licenses. Since this is an urgent case, the company will allow them to start today, provided they have valid licenses."

"But within a week, all legal requirements must be submitted to us. Their vehicle registration, insurance, and proof of identity. After that, they'll be officially recognized under Jet2's system."

Gray let out a long breath, his shoulders loosening a little bit with what he heard.

"So they can start today?"

"Yes, Sir. Today," Ron confirmed.

"They'll need to sign up at the Jet2 site and apply as drivers, but once you forward me their names, I'll make sure the team approves them immediately."

"For now, Jet2 will set their assigned area exclusively to your store so they won't be routed to other shops. But the stricter checks will begin tomorrow and the following days. They'll need to finish everything within the week."

Gray's lips curved faintly. It wasn't a perfect solution, but it was enough. Enough to keep their service alive.

"I understand. Thank you, Ron. Forward me the details right away."

"Already done, Sir. I'll stay on standby in case you need help with processing."

"Good." Gray ended the call and set his phone down, his fingers tapping against the desk.

The moment his eyes looked up, he was met with five pairs of eager stares.

Gray straightened his posture.

"Listen carefully. Ron said we can start today. All we need are your names and licenses. Once I forward them, Jet2 will approve you immediately and assign you to our store. But—" he raised a finger to prevent them from speaking first.

"You need to finish submitting the rest of the legal requirements within a week. Vehicle registration, insurance, and proof of ID. Otherwise, they won't let you continue."

For a moment, the room was silent. Then, one of the thugs slammed his cup down on the table, grinning widely.

"Sir, that's no problem! We're prepared!"

"Yeah!" another chimed in, practically bouncing in his seat. "We rode our motorbikes here today!"

The tallest one jumped to his feet, patting his chest with pride.

"Then let's not waste time. Let's go, fellas!"