Henry left the restaurant and walked back home. He still couldn't get through Sylvia's phone.
Henry sat alone in the living room. He took a look at their wedding photo hanging on the wall and smiled tenderly. Such a smile hadn't been seen on Henry's face for a long time.
There was no sound in the living room. Henry was sitting on the couch, lost in thought.
The next morning, Henry came to Lin's mansion. As soon as he entered the lobby, Henry saw Ranjeet. He was wearing a suit and a tie. In his hands, there was a stack of folders.
Ranjeet ran toward Henry excitingly. He swirled in front of Henry to show off his new outfit, "Check it out. Do I look like a successful businessman?"
Secretary Lee hurried over and said, "Mr. Zhang, he said he was your friend, and he wanted to talk about a project."
"A project..." Henry looked confused. He noticed the book about financial investments in Ranjeet's hand and asked, "What project are you going to talk about?"
"I'm going to look for someone to invest in my project!" Ranjeet said innocently, "Brother, our land is absolutely a treasured place. Let me tell you, our place..."
"That's alright!" Henry covered Ranjeet's mouth, "A treasured place in the middle of a desert?"
"Brother, listen to me," Ranjeet pulled Henry's hand off his mouth, "Our land is really good. It's just that we don't have money, otherwise absolutely..."
"I get it. I'll help you with the investment," Henry pulled Ranjeet over to the elevator.
Hearing this, Ranjeet followed Henry with excitement.
While they were staying at the penthouse office, Henry just worked at the desk. Ranjeet kept walking back and forth, looking like he wanted to say something.
It was almost eleven o'clock, and Ranjeet finally couldn't hold on anymore. He came to Henry and said, "Brother, when will you take me to talk to investors?"
Henry got up and cleaned the desk. He answered, "Now."
Ranjeet's eyes suddenly sparkled.
The largest conference room of Yinzhou Angel Hotel was one of the most high-end rooms for business use in Yinzhou. The room had four hundred square meters and could take up to twenty chairs around the conference table with ample rooms in between. Every seat was equipped with a tablet and a waitress standing behind the seat. All the waitresses in the conference room were young and beautiful. They were wearing cheongsam made by fabric inspired by Blue and white pottery.
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