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Chapter 135
After they left the clinic, Wynn brought Philip to a cafe nearby and ordered two cups of coffee. "Philip, now that I've lost my job,
what should we do?"
She said worriedly. Earlier, she had resigned from her job on an impulse.
She was beginning to regret it. Beacon paid her rather well, and they needed money urgently. Philip shrugged. "Don't worry, I'm
still here. I'll make sure that you and our daughter won't starve," he said calmly. "Should I go talk to Chairman Hall?" Wynn asked
him, blinking. That was one of the very few times she asked for Philip's opinion. She had this impression that Philip had changed.
Somehow, he became more dependable and made her feel safe. "I think that your Chairman Hall will give you a call soon. He'll
be begging you to go back to work," Philip said calmly. Wynn was surprised, then rolled her eyes at Philip. "That's just your
imagination. Didn't you see just now that I told him I quit in front of his face? "Whatever. I'm not going to dwell on it for too long. I'll
just go find another job." Philip was silent for a while. "Tell me, Wynn, do you like working in that company?" "I like it. My
colleagues are nice to me," Wynn said. She continued talking about her experiences in the company. Philip listened to her
attentively. He then excused himself to go to the washroom and made a call there. Soon, Henry Turner's voice was heard over
the phone. "What can I do for you today, Mr. Clarke?" "You can proceed with discussing the collaboration between Turner's
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHospital and Beacon. Remember, you only want to negotiate the terms with Wynn Johnston," Philip said calmly. "Don't worry, Mr.
Clarke. I'll arrange for that," Henry said courteously. After Henry ended the call, he wanted to get one of his subordinates to carry
out the order, but after thinking about it, he decided to give a call himself to the chairman of Beacon Pharmaceutical.
Derrick Hall was currently seething in his office. His lover was caught in an affair, and the manager of
his marketing department had just resigned. 'What the hell is going on today?' At that time, his phone
started ringing. Derrick answered the phone and said angrily, 'Who the hell are you? I told you before,
no salesmen! I'm not interested in buying new houses or personal loans!" "Chairman Hall? I'm Henry
Turner, not a salesman." A voice boomed over the phone. Henry Turner? Derrick sat up in alert. He
stood up from his chair and said apologetically, "Prof… Professor Turner?" For the past few days, the
collaboration between Beacon Pharmaceutical and Turner's Hospital was the only thing in Derrick's
mind. He could not believe that Professor Henry Turner, the luminary of the medical world, had called
him personally. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, Professor Turner, I didn't know it was you. I've been pestered by
salesmen recently and it's been driving me crazy," Derrick explained hastily, "Why did you call me
though, Professor Turner?" Henry did not beat around the bush. "After doing my research on the
various pharmaceutical companies in Riverdale, I've decided that Turner's Hospital shall collaborate
with Beacon." 'Collaborate with Beacon?' Derrick nearly jumped with excitement! He did not expect that
his dream collaboration would fall on his lap. Was this finally a fortunate turn of events? "Are you
serious, Profession Turner? Are you really going to collaborate with us?" "Of course, but there's a
condition to it." "Just speak whatever condition you may have. It is my honor to be able to collaborate
with Turner's Hospital." Derrick could not hold back his excitement. "I can only negotiate the terms of
this collaboration with Wynn Johnston from your company, and I can only sign the contract with her,"
Henry said. "Of course, we'd like to get the contract signed today if possible. Otherwise, we might go
and look for another company." 'Wynn Johnston?' Derrick was stunned.
However, he instantly agreed to it. "Alright, alright, Professor Turner. I'll inform Manager Johnston right
now." After the call ended, Derrick was worried. 'Why does Henry Turner only want to sign the contract
with Wynn?
'Unless… he knew Wynn personally? 'Oh no! 'Wynn had resigned just earlier!' Sweat streamed down
Derrick's forehead. He quickly gave Wynn a call. Meanwhile, back in the cafe, Wynn's phone started
ringing just as Philip returned to his seat. She saw that the call was from Derrick and was reluctant to
pick it up. Philip smiled. "Why don't you answer it? It might be good news." Wynn furrowed her brows
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmbut answered the call anyway. "Is there anything else, Chairman Hall?" "Where are you, Manager
Johnston?
Do you think we can meet up and talk?" Derrick sounded incredibly anxious. It was a chance in a
lifetime to collaborate with Turner's Hospital.
He did not want to miss the chance. "I'm sorry, Chairman Hall, but I've already resigned from the
company," Wynn said coldly, "There is nothing between us to talk anymore." Wynn prepared to hang up
after saying that.
"Don't, don't! Manager Johnston!" Derrick shouted, "Please listen to me!
"How about this, I'm offering you the post of vice-president. Of course, your salary will be adjusted to fit your new position too. I'll
also take out one million from my pocket for Mila's medical funds. How about that?" Derrick tried to tempt her. "What's going on,
Chairman Hall?" Wynn was surprised.
Derrick became more worried than ever. "How about this, Manager Johnston. Let's meet up somewhere and we'll talk." Wynn
thought about it for a while and eventually told him where she was. After she ended the call, she exhaled deliberately, then
looked at Philip confusedly. "Philip, do you know, Derrick is asking me to go back. He offered the vice president's post to me."
Philip smiled and pretended to be excited. "That's good news! Mila and I will be depending on you from now on." Wynn looked at
him with mock anger. "Why did it turn out that way?" Philip sipped his coffee. "Do you want to know?"
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