The First Heir by Master Yu Who Smokes

Chapter 682

Philip immediately responded, “According to what you’re saying, the Larson family can get through the local market? You must know that this new drug developed by my wife’s company has unlimited prospects in the future. I’m not familiar with the Larson family, but you’re telling me to cooperate with you just like this? It’s too hasty.” As soon as his words fell, Cynthia’s eyes brightened. She stared fixedly at Philip and said, “As long as Beacon has the intention, we can discuss anything. I might as well tell you, although the Larson family is not as important in the local market as before, we have the absolute right to speak abroad! In the foreign pharmaceutical industry, the Larson family definitely has enough weight.

As long as Beacon and the Larson family reach an agreement and the new drug is promoted abroad, the future profits can be this number.” Cynthia held up one finger. “One hundred billion?” Philip said. Melody coughed in fright at this number. One hundred billion?! Were these two people talking about business or bragging? The company of Philip’s wife was so amazing?

with wide eyes. She felt as if she was looking at a pair of lunatics. “Cynthia, do you have a fever?” Melody touched Cynthia’s forehead. Cynthia rolled her eyes at Melody and continued to look at

Philip, not knowing what the other party was thinking. “What do you want?” Cynthia asked. “Nothing much. I’m open to a discussion, but

walked to the side to make a call. At this time, a bunch of men rushed into the restaurant! “Ah!” Cynthia screamed in fright, her phone crashing to the ground. The group of men who suddenly broke in were ferocious and looked like thugs. Cynthia quickly hid behind Philip in fear, grabbing his arm tightly. Obviously, this group of people came for them. To be more precise, they came for Philip. The leader was a bald man with a white tiger tattoo on his head, looking quite terrifying. The other customers in the restaurant were all driven out by the gang. Philip ignored this group of people and asked with a smile, “Miss Larson, what do you think?” Cynthia punched him from the back and

bald man was not in a hurry. He pulled a chair to sit opposite Philip, picked up the steak from the next table, and started