"Are you an idiot?" Charles Seymour spoke indifferently.
"How can you speak like that?" Old Mrs. Wilson's anger flared up instantly. She had been holding back a belly full of rage, trying to suppress it.
Is Charles Seymour trying to fuel the fire here on purpose?
"Asking a business person what it means to acquire a company—what else would you be if not an idiot for asking such a stupid question?" The moment Charles finished speaking, Jim Perry, who was eavesdropping next door with a stethoscope, couldn't help but give a thumbs up: "Boss, you're amazing, spitting out such a long sentence in one breath is no easy feat!"
Mason Wilson, who had been dragged over to eavesdrop, didn't know how to react.
He was in awe of Jim Perry, who not only snuck over to eavesdrop but also brought a stethoscope, handing one to Mason to listen in as well.
But to be honest, the stethoscope made eavesdropping really clear.
