The First Heir

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. He ventured carefully, “Mr. Clarke, we need an astronomical amount of funding this time. Are you sure you’re willing to invest in us?”

trust Philip.

of hope, only to have it dashed

money do you need?”

with some difficulty, “Two billion. Also, we might not be able to give you a return on your investment within five to ten

His heart was pounding.

was only his initial celebration that he remembered just how

way Philip’s expression changed slightly when he heard that amount made Henry’s heart skip a beat

must only have a contract with Beacon Pharmaceutical, and you must work

said,

in the room

his tea without a word at the

billion really was not that

statue of Confucious on Mount Fuji, he

so he could give them the

allow others to bully his country,

since then, he still made sure to pay

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

gray, but right here and now, his blood was rushing through his

such a boon for the domestic medical

likes he

had all jumped to

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

The applause was rapturous.

of food and

an unfortunate coincidence awaited him when he passed by the main

to him loudly