My Wife is a Hacker by Summer

Chapter 1085

Henry, upon hearing what Fiorella had to say about the coffee, took his cup and took a sip as well.

"It tastes good indeed."

Fiorella darted him a glance and turned away with a sneer, knowing that Henry had echoed her sentiment without knowing what she had meant when she said what she had said.

"Mr.Johnston, are you interested in the collaboration that I had just proposed?" Fiorella asked, steering the conversation back to the topic.

"It seems to be an excellent project on paper, but it'll take three years for us to get any meaningful returns, which I think is a long wait," Henry replied.

Although he was not as savvy as Jared when it comes to business, he was still able to call the shots thanks to his vast amounts of experience in the industry.

"That is expected of a project of such scale and quality," she said, attempting to persuade Henry so that she could work with Jared.

"Breaking even in a matter of three years isn't slow by any measure.To get ourselves the highest amount of returns, we must hedge our bets on these quality projects.Minor projects may offer quick returns, but the tradeoff is, the yields will be low, which ultimately, results in a waste of time and resources.For us, time is money, and I believe that our precious time should be spent investing in high-yield projects."

"Thank you, Miss Fisher, for considering us for such an excellent project idea.But this is a hundred billion dollar project, so you must give me some time to think about it."иσνєℓєвσσк.¢σмHenry replied, neither accepting nor declining the offer, as he wished to keep the option.

"Okay, then I shall excuse myself and await your good news." Fiorella said, not wanting to stay for another minute, as she had made herself clear.

to

"It is alright."

and left the office

duo had already played two

set, and now on the third, Nicole had pocketed every ball except for

that Nicole was going to win again, he

ball with

and saw that Carl had missed every shot

playfully

said, and intentionally misplaced her shot, giving Carl a chance

took his cue to the pool table and eyed the billiards, murmuring, "I'm going

Nicole had overheard what he had

really need to maintain your pride in front of

I can't allow myself to be embarrassed any

a sideways glance,

"Well, alright."

cue ball struck the billiard, and it entered the pocket with a thud.But as he

aim at the ball