"What do you need our boss's name for?"
"Hehe, just curious, please tell me, please tell me."
"Basil Jaak."
"..."
The name Basil Jaak echoed from the other end of the phone, as if reverberating through the private room, wave after wave, lingering for a long time without dissipating.
Basil Jaak!
It really was Basil Jaak!
How is this possible!
This is too much of a coincidence...
Richard's face turned as ugly as it could, he swallowed hard and cautiously asked Basil Jaak, "Are you really the owner of Jaak Pharmaceutical Company?"
It seemed Richard was not yet convinced, Basil Jaak smiled faintly, stretched out his hand, and gestured for Richard to hand him the phone so he could talk to Clark.
Richard hesitated for a moment, then handed the phone to Basil Jaak.
Basil Jaak turned on the speakerphone and said to Clark, "Hello, Clark, it's me..."
"Master...? Master, why are you over in Brocade City!?"
