“Kid, you think your favor is worth something?”

Shane Naiswell laughed.

“Probably,” Harvey York replied calmly.

“Fine, since you’re so confident about it. The family has quite a few industries tied to it, I’ll just simply get one to work with the Zimmers. Consider this as giving face,” Shane said while waving his hand, like it was no big deal.

But for a second-class family, this was unbelievably priceless.

Even without the Naiswells’ acknowledgement, to be able to work with them, even for a small project would be enough recognition to prove their worth.

“Master Naiswell, I can’t thank you enough. If you need me to do something in the future, I’ll be obliged to do so,” Harvey said with a serious face.

Shane smiled, he did not take this to heart either. He had only helped Harvey because of his potential. He did not think that Harvey at that moment would have enough power to do much anyway.

“Done talking?” Rosalie said nonchalantly.

“If you’re done, let’s go eat.”

Harvey looked