My Waste Husband novel Chapter 428

"Boss, all the clothes are delivered, we'll leave first. We won't disturb your gathering." Seeing that all the clothes had been delivered, Wade waved to Henry.

"Okay." Henry waved his hand.

Wade and Felix took their men into the cars and left the manor in an orderly manner.

By the time they had left, the members of the Lin family and the Liu family had not recovered from their shock.

Looking at the hill-like clothes piled up in the room, who would have thought that they were all made by the world's top designers if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes?

"Brother-in-law, how rich are you?" Channing couldn't help but sigh. For the works of a world's top designer, clothes worth hundreds of yuan or millions of yuan were very common, even tens of millions of yuan. Now there were so many clothes, one per day, enough for one year, how much money would it cost?

"These are all sent by friends. It's not about money." Henry waved his hand. "I didn't expect them to send so many."

"Sister, brother-in-law is too rich. You should pay more attention to him. Otherwise, if he runs away with someone someday, you will be the one to cry." Daisy leaned over to Sylvia and whispered.

"If he wants to run away, I can't stop him." Sylvia smiled and felt sweet in her heart. No woman would refuse her lover's gift.

Sylvia already had some understanding of Henry's financial resources before, so she was not surprised at all. After all, even people like Felix, a man who is feared by businessmen in the Du Hai, had to call Henry the Boss.

Robert had seen the influence of The Conqueror thoroughly. As his old friend had said, everyone in the world would respect The Conqueror and feel honored to work for him.

"It's a waste of money and it's flashy." Abby curled her lips and sat back on the table.

"Then why did I just see someone show off their clothes? The piece from last year's collection was worn. My sister can wear a new style every day, and there are three types, one for the morning, one for the afternoon, and one in the evening." Daisy sat there with a smile on her face.

Abby snorted and stopped talking. There was a kind of undisguised envy in her eyes. She looked at the pile of clothes from time to time. This was a great temptation for women.

"Well, let's continue to eat," Robert said, clearing the awkward atmosphere.

During the dinner, Robert asked James, "James, where are you working now?"

James quickly replied, "Grandpa Lin, I have a private clinic in England."

"It's not a private clinic. It's a private hospital." Abby specifically repeated. "This kind of business requires 40% of knowledge and 60% of luck. Once you see the investment point, you can earn money. But doctors only rely on their own skills. No matter how rich a person is, he has to seek help from a doctor. So, personal talent is the most important thing. Otherwise, he will fall behind like a nouveau riche."

Abby had just got humiliated, and now she wanted to get it back quickly. In terms of medical skills, Abby was very confident in James. Although she had never seen James cure diseases, she had heard a lot about him. Most importantly, Henry, a person who had self-taught medical skills, could not compare with him, who graduated from the Johns Hopkins University. This was a top medical college. Those self-taught people did not even have the qualifications to enter the school.