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?”

Henry did not trust Philip. He

of hope, only to have it

much money do you need?” Philip asked

billion. Also, we might not be able to give you a return on your investment within five to

His heart was pounding.

that he remembered

when he heard that amount made Henry’s

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

suddenly said, completely

that moment, everyone in the

drinking his tea without a word at

was not

national statue of Confucious on Mount Fuji, he spent almost ten

so he could

not allow others to

since then, he still made sure to pay the oppressors back for their humiliation of

filled his eyes and he said excitedly, “You’re amazing, Mr. Clarke! I accept your condition, no problem! On behalf of medical workers everywhere,

was already old and gray, but right here and now,

boon for the

boon, the likes he never dared

in the room had all jumped to

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

The applause was rapturous.

everyone had their fill of food and

visited the washroom, but an unfortunate coincidence awaited him when

out to him loudly from