Life at the Top

He did not aim to overtake the countries from the West, but he also did not want to be taken for as a fool. The last thing he wanted was to get tricked or driven off by other countries.

However, things were never this simple.

On an international scale, the technical blockade of Somerland and its businessmen was extremely serious.

If one was from Somerland, one could only dream of getting their hands on the best technology. They could only get their hands on things like the MP3, which none of the technology conglomerates took seriously, easily. This was evident from Sentel’s careless attitude toward them previously.

Just as he was thinking about this issue, the car arrived at the company.

The company had already moved into the Southface River Tower. As it was around eleven o’clock at night, most of the lights in the building were off. The corridors were quiet as well, and the entire building seemed desolate.

Jasper took the elevator to the top floor. After entering his office, Jasper asked Julian to buy some supper. After that, he sat in front of his computer with Celine and opened the interface of the US Nasdaq index.

Sena’s share price was 225 US dollars right now. It was an extremely high price.

set his eyes

a good thing. If it was abnormally high, it indicated that someone was speculating about the share. It was fine if they just wanted to offload their shares and earn a large sum of money, however, things would be different if they had ulterior

the trend chart and transaction data from the past week. He then stared at the complicated data on the

knew the financial share market well. After looking at the data for a while, she could tell that the overall

as she was about to turn around and tell Jasper about it, she caught sight of Jasper’s side profile. His brows were pinched into a slight frown while his gaze was

He was pondering something.

on him and take him

was definitely

at the handsome young men out there. Furthermore, the youth were now ushering in a non-mainstream trend where men liked to grow out their hair and surround themselves with

them look neither manly nor feminine. It was simply

their own characteristic aura. It could be the residual scent of washing powder on clothes, or it could be the elegant scent of a cologne, but most importantly, they had to emanate

support a woman. A man should

“There’s a problem.”

was oblivious to the intense thoughts running through Celine’s mind at that moment. After saying these