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?”

that Henry did not trust Philip. He was just being very

of

money do you

billion. Also, we might not be able

His heart was pounding.

he remembered

heard that amount made Henry’s

you four billion, but on one condition. Turner’s Hospital’s Riverdale branch must only have a contract with Beacon Pharmaceutical, and you must work with Wynn Johnston, an employee

suddenly said, completely

everyone in

stayed calmly drinking his tea without a word at the

billion really was not

of Confucious

he could

could not allow others to

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

excitedly, “You’re amazing, Mr. Clarke! I accept your condition,

old and gray, but right here and now, his blood

such a boon for the domestic medical

he never

all jumped to their feet and respectfully raised their

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 you

The applause was rapturous.

fill of food and wine, they

an unfortunate coincidence awaited him when he passed by the

to him loudly from