Anna, while talking on the phone, took out a short knife and started cutting her already mottled left hand.
The arm created by the clown could only be used temporarily; it would die and rot once the time was up and had to be removed, or else it would damage the other good tissues.
"Failed? So you're saying all our efforts were in vain?"
"I always thought working with you was high risk with high rewards. I've invested more money in you than in real estate, yet I haven't even seen a hint of a reason until now."
"Your business has grown so much, but do you only have this much resilience? Do you know what being prepared means?"
Sensing Wang Jian's change in mood, Anna continued to reassure him, "Don't worry, this time it's not a fruitless return. As you say, I'll show you a foreseeable development prospect."
Upon hearing these words, Wang Jian's tone improved significantly, "I hope so. Let's meet up sometime."
