Amadeus Yancey was stunned for a mont and did not imdiately answer him.
Mr. Yancey picked up his teacup, not in a hurry, mainly not thinking too much, treating that small pill as the specialty product Nathalie Quinlan ntioned.
"Speaking of which, that pill is really good. I’ve been eating well, sleeping soundly, and my legs and feet are more energized than before."
Mr. Yancey smiled and turned his head to say to Amadeus Yancey: "So I told Nathalie to bring more, and I’ll give so to friends later."
Alfred Garland’s mouth twitched sharply, unable to hold back any longer, and asked, "What did Ms. Quinlan say?"
Mr. Yancey noticed his strange expression, looking at him curiously: "Nathalie said she’d bring two bottles to give away."
Alfred Garland:...
Oh my god!
His expression froze, holding up two fingers to Mr. Yancey, his facial muscles twitching uncontrollably, stuttering: "Two, two bottles?"
"Ms. Quinlan said she’d bring two bottles? It’s the white small pill, bringing over two bottles at once?"
Mr. Yancey wasn’t dull, putting down his teacup imdiately, looking at him more curiously: "That pill, it’s expensive?"
Alfred Garland quickly shook his head, shaking it like a rattle drum.
Mr. Yancey glared at him, finding him increasingly strange: "Then why is your hand shaking like a chicken claw, I thought it was very expensive."
Alfred Garland:...
He silently lowered his twitching hand, wanting to say but stopping: Not expensive, just a few million each pill.
The price of two bottles... buy a courtyard house in Beijing!
But he dared not say it.
Having been disliked by Amadeus before for being a big mouth, Alfred Garland was determined not to be a big mouth again this ti, but he held back exceptionally uncomfortable, itching to give Mr. Yancey so popular science on what small pills traded on the black market ant.
Mr. Yancey really hadn’t considered that the health products Nathalie casually gave him could be related to black market small pills, seeing Alfred Garland silent, he didn’t think much more.
But unknowingly, Candice Yancey did know.
She also heard Mr. Yancey saying Nathalie would bring him two bottles of "health products", her expression calr than Alfred Garland’s, she quietly glanced at her nephew who was calm, then rubbed her temples, speaking earnestly: "Dad, the effects of the health products Nathalie gives you are good, just keep them for yourself to use. If you want to give friends, another day I’ll buy you so other nutritional products."
Mr. Yancey, though not understanding why their attitudes beca so strange when ntioning McKinney’s specialty products and without thinking too much, nodded confusedly, looking up to say to Amadeus Yancey: "Right, Nathalie’s flight arrives at one-thirty, you go to the airport to pick her up, don’t let her have to take a car back. I’ll reserve a room at the Imperial Hotel, once she’s back, we’ll take her for a al. She must not have lunch at this point, airplane food isn’t good either, I’m afraid she’ll be hungry. At her age, she’s still growing, definitely can’t go hungry."
"I got it." Amadeus Yancey stood up, unhurriedly speaking again to Mr. Yancey: "I’ll have soone investigate Ian Edbert’s matter, once there are results, I’ll let you know."
He thought a bit further, then said: "If it’s really not possible, I’ll personally go to Inderia."
Mr. Yancey didn’t say anything, urging him to go pick up the person at the airport quickly.
Amadeus Yancey didn’t delay, signaling to Alfred Garland with his eyes, Alfred Garland promptly followed him, leaving first.
As soon as they left.
Candice Yancey imdiately turned her head to ask Mr. Yancey: "Dad, the Wilmar Family’s side, Raymond Wilmar’s birthday banquet, do we still go?"
Mr. Yancey picked up his teacup again, lifting his eyelids, and said with a cold attitude: "Nathalie and Raymond aren’t on good terms, are they? We’re not going."
Candice Yancey understood imdiately.
That ans giving no face to Raymond Wilmar!
"I got it." Candice Yancey also withdrew her line of sight, no longer asking.
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