The First Heir (First Heir)

chapter 115

They need at least two billion investments this time! Henry himself could afford to pay that much, but he couldn't possibly contribute that much at once. He will need approval and bureaucracy from all sides. That is why medical developments in the country cannot keep up with developments from abroad. However, now that Mr Clarke has agreed to invest that amount, it will accelerate domestic research by at least five years! Five whole years! It would require so much blood, sweat, and tears from so many avid medical personnel. Henry Turner knew very well how every medical researcher worked hard behind the scenes, doing what seemed like an ordinary, meaningless experiment. That's why he's so grateful.

Not just him, either. His students in the room were also very excited. They knew that their teacher had brought them here and treated this man to a meal for a reason. They need to find someone willing to donate two billion. It's not a small amount by any means. Who would want to invest in a medical project that could last five or even ten years with no tangible results? Everyone became emotional, and they were all cheering for Philip's health. It took a while before Henry finally calmed down.

He ventured carefully, "Mr Clarke, this time we need a huge amount of funds. Are you sure you're willing to invest in us?" It's not that Henry doesn't trust Philip. He's just very careful. He did not want to see a glimmer of hope, only to make her break up once again. "How much money do you need?" Philip asked calmly. Henry said with great difficulty,

"Two billion. Also, we may not be able to provide you with a return on your investment in five to ten years." His heart is pounding. It was only his initial celebration that he remembered how large the number of two billion was. Philip's expression changed slightly when he heard that number made Henry's heart beat fast as well. "I'll give you four billion, but on one condition. The Riverdale branch of Turner Hospital may only have a contract with Beacon Pharmaceutical, and you must work with Wynn Johnston, an employee there." Philip suddenly said, completely calm.

At that moment, everyone in the room was dumbfounded! Just George Thomas

stay calm drinking her tea without a word beside her. Four billion really isn't much. Back then, when the young master built the Confucian national statue on Mount Fuji, he spent nearly ten billion on it! All so he could give them a finger! He could not let others bully his country, Orienta! Although a hundred years had passed since then, he still made sure to pay back the oppressors for their humiliation of his country. Henry was so shocked that his hands trembled. Hot tears filled his eyes and he said excitedly, "You are amazing, Mr Clarke! I accept your condition, no problem! On behalf of medical workers everywhere, I thank you with all my heart. Please ... Accept my toast! " Henry Turner is old and gray, but here and now, his blood is pouring down his veins.

A voice called out to him loudly from behind. "Philip Clarke? What are you doing here, you broke bastard?" The voice was mocking, filled with arrogance and humiliation. Philip frowned slightly and turned to look at Aiden Grant, who was walking out of the hall. He was wearing a dark green suit and dressed in nine, looking like the embodiment of success. Aiden has been in a bad mood for the past few days. It all started with the terrible shame he had suffered after the previous incident. He's been looking for a way to get

back to Philip all this time. Today, look, he met Philip at Virtuous Court. Even heaven helped him. Philip wouldn't bother dealing with him, the selfish narcissist. That was why Philip simply turned around to leave. However, there was no way Aiden would let this opportunity go. He instantly stood in Philip's path, sneering at him. "Well, all right, Philip Clarke. Can't even be bothered to see me again, can you?

How can a bankrupt beggar like you guarantee a meal at Virtuous Court? Don't you know the customers here are made up of the best society? "Wait a minute!

Hey, are you here working part-time to get Mila's medical expenses?" Suddenly, something happened to Aiden and he laughed out loud, the humiliation in his eyes growing stronger. How could someone like this end up marrying Wynn? to Aiden coldly. "Whatever I do here, it's none of your business." Aiden blinked, and then his expression turned into a storm. He swore, "F*ck you! How dare a useless piece of trash like you talk to me like that!" The frown on Philip's forehead deepened. Should he punish Aiden Grant? Just then, Aiden again mocked him coldly and said, "Philip, who do you think invited me here today? "