A Sweet Night The CEO Loves His Wife Ardently

In the Cane Research Institute.

Cane had just returned to the institute. He began to put up the pieces of paper. Fortunately, Audrey had not torn

them too much, so Cane had put them together without difficulty.

He greedily looked at the formula on the paper.

It was similar to what he had analyzed before, but the process was different from his.

No wonder he was unable to figure it out.

When Cane got the paper, he immediately began to test the things.

The herbs were steaming, and just as he was waiting for them to evaporate, his phone rang.

His eyes were fixed on the steaming machine in front of him, and he picked it up without having a look.

"Hello?"

"Excuse me, is this Mr. Cane?"

"Yes. Who's this?"

"I am the director of the Munn Group."

"What's the matter?" Cane's tone was a little impatient.

He didn't want anyone to disturb him. He wanted to end the call as soon as possible.

"I know that our company is cooperating with your institute. However, you have yet to tell us the formula of the

drugs."

"Didn't I say it before? That is a secret..."

"However, without the formula, how can we start making it? Moreover, the pharmaceutical factory will start its

production in three days. All materials need to be prepared within these three days. In addition, we need to send

some samples for approval. If you don't hand over the formulas and samples to us as soon as possible, you will

have to pay the penalty for the breach of our contract!"

Hearing these words, Cane frowned.

Cane closed his eyes and then opened them, "I'll tell you the name of the medicine first. The specific formula is a

bit troublesome. I've been a bit busy these past two days. I'll give you the formula and samples tomorrow night."

The director heaved a sigh of relief.

"Mr. Cane, we have a deal. I will ask my people at your institute to get them tomorrow night."

"I know! If there's nothing else, I'll hang up!"

"Alright."

After hanging up the phone, Cane continued his test.

He thought if the test worked, he would not need to be afraid of the Munn Group.

...

In the afternoon of the next day, Cane finished the experiment according to the formula on the paper.

He took the product from the instrument and prepared the tumor sample in a test tube. And then he mixed them in

the test tube.

Time went by, and the tumor sample in the tube did not spread again, and the drugs suppressed the tumor genes.

Cane was very happy with the result.

He confirmed that the formula Harold had given to the kidnappers was true.

After the experiment, he poured the liquid in the test tube into the bucket next to him.

Therefore, he did not find that the tumor samples quickly swallowed the medicine after ten minutes.

As Cane sealed the sample, his assistant knocked at the door.

"What's the matter?"

The assistant said, "Someone from the Munn Group is here. They said they want to talk to you."

Cane curled his lips and smiled, "Alright, I got it. I'll be right there."

"Yes!"

Cane picked up the sample to the meeting room. He sealed the printed formula with a bag and handed it to the

man. Then, the man took them and left.

Cane heaved a sigh of relief as he watched the man leave.

He thought the formula helped him a lot. If he hadn't used it to make drugs in a limited time, he was afraid

something big would have happened to him.

After thinking for a moment, he handed another bottle of samples to the assistant, "Send it to the Nobel Prize

committee of Country M!"

With this bottle of the sample, Cane was sure that he would beat Harold.

Sisplatin did not belong to Harold in the past. Now it would not be Harold's, and in the future, it would not be

Harold's either. Cane thought that sisplatin could only belong to himself.

After Cane handed over the formula and samples to the Munn Group, the Munn Group began to produce the drugs.

At the same time, it began to publicize this matter, too.

Sisplatin had already become popular in Peace City even before it went public.

The media called sisplatin a gift to tumor patients.

Cane also began to prepare for a press conference for sisplatin. The press conference was set to be in three days.

...

In the morning, Bryson came to pick up Audrey to go to work. Audrey asked Bryson angrily,

"The car dealership just called and said that the car I ordered has stopped production."

Bryson stared at the document in his hand without looking at her, "That's fine."

"That's fine?" Audrey sneered, "Mr. Bryson, don't you need to explain that?"

Bryson looked at Audrey innocently, "Explanation? Why?"

"I told the staff of the car dealership that I could order another one. Guess what the staff said?"

"What did he say?"

"He said that all the cars have stopped production, and he can't sell them to me!"

Bryson thought to himself, "This man did a good job and must have a bright future."

"It's probably because these cars are not easy to sell. They may be ready to close down?"

Audrey sneered and continued to say, "That's not the problem. I called the other car leadership. While none was

willing to sell a car to me!"

Bryson calmly replied, "Well, it's nothing serious."

Audrey smiled and looked at Bryson's handsome face, "No! Don't you think it is so weird?"

"I don't think so. Maybe the sale of cars is not as good as we think. And there are no new cars in our city."

Bryson made light of it.

"None of the car dealerships have cars to sell! Do you think that's possible?"

"Yes! It's possible!" Bryson replied seriously.

Audrey looked at Bryson and laughed.

"But I asked Nataly to help me get the surveillance video of the car leadership. Someone bought a car that was the

same as the car I wanted. And there was another person who was going to buy it. The staff said that he could buy it

in the afternoon!"

Bryson went speechless.

He had forgotten to hack Nataly's computer.

What a terrible mistake!

"Well, it might be the only one available in our city."

Audrey scoffed, "I ordered it yesterday. But they said that there were none of them. The man went to the

dealership today, but he could buy it."

Audrey stared straight at Bryson, "It is obvious that someone doesn't want me to buy a car. Bryson, who do you

think that person is?"

Bryson went speechless again.