The First Heir by Master Yu Who Smokes

Chapter 115

They needed at least two billion in investments this time! Henry could afford that much himself, but he could not possibly contribute so much at once. He would require approval and red tape from all parties. That was why the medical developments in the country could not keep up with those from overseas. Now that Mr. Clarke had agreed to invest that amount, though, that would speed up domestic research by at least five years! Five whole years! That would take so much blood, sweat, and tears from so many diligent medical personnel. Henry Turner knew very well how much every medical researcher toiled away behind the scenes, doing what looked like mundane and meaningless experiments. That was why he was so grateful.

It was not just him, either. His students in the room were extremely excited too. They knew that their teacher had brought them here and treated this man to a meal for a reason. They needed to find someone who was willing to donate two billion. That was not a small sum by any means. Who would ever want to invest in a medical project that could go five or even ten years without a tangible result? Everyone was getting emotional, and they all cheered to Philip’s health. It took a while before Henry finally calmed down.

not trust Philip. He was just being very cautious. He did not want

return on your investment within five to ten years.” His heart was pounding. It was only his initial celebration that he remembered just how enormous a sum two billion was. The way Philip’s expression changed slightly when he heard that amount made Henry’s heart skip a beat too. “I’ll give you four billion, but on one condition. Turner’s Hospital’s Riverdale branch must only have a contract with Beacon Pharmaceutical, and

then, when the young master built a national statue of Confucious on Mount Fuji, he spent almost ten billion on it! All so he could give them the finger! He could not allow others to bully his country, Orienta! Although a hundred years had passed since then, he still made sure to pay the oppressors back for their humiliation of his country. Henry was so shocked that his hands were shaking. Hot tears filled his eyes and he said excitedly, “You’re amazing, Mr. Clarke! I accept your condition, no problem! On behalf of medical workers everywhere, I thank you with all my heart. Please… Please accept my toast!” Henry Turner was already

raised their glasses at Philip. Philip did not act lofty, either. He said calmly, “There’s no need to go that far, everyone. I’m just doing what I can for the local medical scene. Right now, the bigger countries are dominating the area and limiting our access to medical technology, refusing to share their knowledge with us. I’ve gotten quite sick of that. All I ask is that all of you can dedicate your minds to your research and

doing here, you broke hobo?” The voice was taunting, filled with arrogance and contempt. Philip frowned slightly and turned to see Aiden Grant, who was walking out of the hall. He was wearing a deep-green suit and dressed to the nines, looking like the very embodiment of success. Aiden was in a bad mood these past few days. It all started with the terrible embarrassment he suffered after the previous incident. He had been looking for a way to get back at Philip all this time. Today, lo and behold, he bumped into Philip at Virtuous Court. Even the heavens were helping him. Philip could not be bothered to deal with him, that self-absorbed narcissist. That was why Philip simply turned