The First Heir by Master Yu Who Smokes

The First Heir – Chapter 1589

Very soon, ten minutes went by.

There was still no movement downstairs.

Bernard was even standing at the window and deliberately looking outside. Except for a few cars that drove past, there was no sign of any delivery trucks on the streets. There was not even a person!

He turned around, shook his head at Martin, and said, “Martin, there’s nothing downstairs.”

Martin immediately slapped his hands on the armrests, got up, and laughed unrestrainedly. He mocked Philip, “My dear nephew, what now? Ten minutes have passed. Where are your cash delivery trucks? Where’s the 1.6 billion dollars in cash? Hahaha!”

Immediately after, the surrounding directors also spoke sarcastically, “I‘m laughing my ass off. It‘s really fun to watch this drama at night.”

“Yes, even though I’m an old man now, I can still watch such funny things happening. I’ll remember this for the rest of my life. Maybe I can even live longer from laughing at this. ”

“Philip, where’s your convoy? We’ve waited for ten minutes.”

The crowd laughed at Philip’s ignorance.

Martin also sneered and said, “Philip, it’s getting late, so we’ll be going back first. You can wait here for your cash delivery team to arrive. I hope that when we meet tomorrow, you can attend the company’s shareholders meeting with 1.6 billion dollars in hand. When the time comes, Ibelieve it’ll be an unprecedented event if you hand over 1.6 billion dollars in cash to help Beacon. I think Wynn will also be very grateful to you then. Hahaha.”

Martin was laughing so hard that he could not stop.

lightly and looked at the clock on the wall. He said, “Here

Here?

simple words made everyone in the

trying to

this moment as he shouted, “Philip, we don‘t have

flung his hand and was about to leave with his

However…

this moment, the sound of sirens blared downstairs and there was also the sound of stomping

everyone in the room

of the window, Bernard lowered his head and looked down. In an instant,

quickly and look at this. This…” Bernard exclaimed,

sitting on the sofa as if nothing was going on. Then, he rushed to the window and

He was dumbfounded!

lights downstairs. They were escorting a dozen black modified money transport trucks. They were all lined up and parked in a row downstairs of the

security personnel quickly jumped down. They were all

money from the

and the others were

How was this possible?

really was a cash

must be

stared at Philip with a dazed expression, and asked, “Did you really