Man With Super Medical Skill by Matthew

Chapter 3252 Tracing the Funds

Afterward, Mortimer had a friendly chat with the bank governors.

All the acquired companies and factories could resume operations shortly. He just had to cover the first month's salaries. By the second month, there'd be enough profit to pay the employees and keep things running smoothly. Suddenly, Mortimer's phone rang. It was Matthew.

"Mortimer, how's it going?" His energetic voice buzzed through the speaker. After a good night's rest, he had almost fully recovered.

Mortimer couldn't hide his excitement as he responded, "Don't worry, Matthew. We've managed to secure 30% of Dominion Bank's assets!" His voice brimmed with triumph, and Matthew could feel the excitement radiating through the phone.

"I see... Wait, 30% of the assets? Are you serious?" Matthew's voice exploded through the phone, almost causing Mortimer to wince.

"Yes, 30% of Dominion Bank's assets," Mortimer repeated. He was shocked when he first heard it, too.

Who would have thought that a mid-sized country's bank could lose nearly a third of its assets in a single business battle? If word got out, other nations would mock them endlessly.

an idea suddenly sparked in his mind. "Mortimer, I need you to dig into something. Find out where the Gloam Division gets its

aback but quickly

funding alone couldn't possibly cover it, not with the military, border troops, and other national priorities. What would the other military leaders think if most of the funds were funneled to

more funds was to seek help

someone

hanging up, Mortimer immediately called for

Maurice yawned as

wearing pajamas, clearly having been roused from a deep sleep "What's

all the contracts, ensuring there were no loopholes or errors, and signed off with Matthew's name that they finally allowed themselves some rest. However, Maurice

summoned him again.

glare and quickly cut to the chase. "I've got a task that only you can handle. Among everyone here, you're the

instincts and

eye for talent," he replied with a sly grin. "Those other guys who claim to be talent scouts? They're just showboating." Mortimer's face darkened slightly-was Maurice praising him or