Who cares?

Zheng Baishun saw that Zheng Youyuan seemed to be moved by him, and he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

Even though he had dared to confront Lu Yiming before, he actually felt very guilty. After all, if he didn't have Zheng Youyuan's support, what would he, a senior wage earner, do to fight Lu Yiming?

Now that Zheng Youyuan is on his side, he is even more confident!

After leaving the hospital, Zheng Baishun contacted Dover Ammon and told him that he had initially persuaded Zheng Youyuan to accept Ammon's shareholding. Then he asked: "Mr. Ammon, what you promised me back then..."

Dove Ammon laughed loudly, and then said generously: "As long as you can accomplish this, I will not break my promise to you with the ten percent shares and two million US dollars I promised you."

Zheng Baishun then smiled happily: "Mr. Aimeng is indeed a gentleman who keeps his promises, so I will wait for the good news."

On the other end of the overseas phone call, Dover Ammon was lying on his yacht with several supermodels in his arms, mocking: "Xia people are really stupid, selling out their own interests for a small profit."

Then, he turned to look at a man wearing sunglasses on the side: "Qiao, what do you think?"

Lying next to him was a blond, blue-eyed, stocky Wall Street elite named Joe Burt.

Joe Burt said: "As long as Mingyuan Technology cuts off its R&D department, Ammon will soon be able to catch up and compete head-on with it."

Dover Ammon believed deeply and said: "There are still some patents that cannot be circumvented, so I still need to invest in Mingyuan Technology and obtain the technology authorization from Udisk. Otherwise, once a patent lawsuit is filed, we still have no chance of winning."

Joe Bert said meticulously: "Don't worry, I will handle the acquisition. I guarantee to help you solve all your worries."

"Haha, then I'm looking forward to your performance."
Chapter completed!