"The Jenkins family is very interested in Mr. Lee’s project," Carl said as he stood up, his handsome face looking both elegant and abstinent. "Mr. Lee can inform your side to proceed with the contract."
Chris was confused: "This... I... Did I even talk about it?"
How did he just get the resources like that? Wasn’t this like a pie falling from the sky?
No, it was different—at least the pie wasn’t a trap. Yin’s company had real money behind it!
The other executives were just as puzzled. Medical live-streaming? What was that?
Only Carl understood what was going on in his mind. He bit down on a sugar pill, his gaze flickering between light and dark.
This way, she would still have him among her investors.
Only James seemed to understand his thoughts: "The Little Doctor’s si
