The Greatest Man Alive By Maveric Bowman

Nathan's words only attracted disdain and ridicule.

Now, Mr. MacMillan and his subordinates were in control, and whether this medicine batch could be delivered depended on their attitude.

"You can continue to trouble me, but you will regret it," Nathan shrugged and said flatly.

"Of course, we can. I'm afraid you won't be able to send out a single drop of alcohol before you go bankrupt," Mr. MacMillan smiled.

Nathan turned around and waved at the employees of the storage and transportation department. "Guys, continue to cooperate with their inspections. Let them do whatever they want!"

Mr. MacMillan's expression turned gloomy. If other companies were targeted like this, they would have already given in and begged for mercy. But Nathan was different. After all, he was rich and powerful, so targeting Poly Pharmaceutical alone may not make him give in.

Mr. MacMillan had some other thoughts in his mind, wondering if he should stuff some contraband into these medicines. Then, he could blame Poly Pharmaceutical and let Nathan bear the consequence.

At this moment, a low-key black car drove into Poly Pharmaceuticals.

A middle-aged man in his forties got out of the car. He had a stern face and was wearing a black suit.

As soon as he came, he saw Mr. MacMillan and some subordinates dawdlingly inspecting the medicines transported by Poly Pharmaceutical. The man raised his brows fiercely, with strong dissatisfaction and murderous intent.

"I'm looking for Mr. Evans. Where is he?" The middle-aged man found a worker in uniform and asked in a deep voice.

"He's over there..." The worker was stunned for a moment, then pointed at Nathan.

The middle-aged man walked directly toward Nathan.

Nathan turned around and saw the man, he knew that this man must have come from the War Department. After all, this man's

Mr. Wordsworth asked me to come and look for you." The

paused, and then he shook

realized that Ferran's grip was very

his grip, and he started to respect

but these guys delay us... They came early this morning to check our medicine. However, they haven't found anything suspicious until

Agency of Neva Province was so bold that they even dared to block the medicines about to be delivered to the hospitals of the Rosefinch War

soldiers who were risking their lives

Ferran but didn't

Jetta, and Mr. MacMillan didn't recognize

Poly Pharmaceutical immediately and don't trouble them again." Ferran didn't want to waste any

the one in charge, so Ferrari directly walked over and persuaded

MacMillan was stunned and then smiled. "Who are

"It's understandable that you want to check. But there's no need to open the boxes and check them one by one, right? I'm sure they have the accompanying documents and

sneered. "Oh? Are you

became angry and said coldly, "If any treatment in our hospital

you think you are? Do you have the right to

deliver your medicines, but you had to choose Poly Pharmaceutical! I have grudges against them, so I want to teach them

your

eyes and

instantly flew out like a

over to help Mr. MacMillan up, and some of

was shocked by this kick. He never dreamed that

to beat