Andrew explained, "Michael's so-called 'miracle products' are like a homeless man under a bridge in Jayrodale—his pockets hold barely a few bucks, yet he thinks he's a billionaire.

"But my two products? The revenue they generated is like Marvin's wealth—dominating, undeniable, and known across the financial world. And when you put these two together—one beggar, one tycoon—you get Michael's financial report.

"It looks impressive, but in reality, his part in it is just a couple of crumpled bills. Yet here he is, strutting around like his products are a massive hit, completely unaware that he's just riding on the success of my products to put on this ridiculous show."

The room erupted into laughter.

Even Lauren, whose mood had been at rock bottom, could not help but giggle at Andrew's sharp wit.

Michael's face darkened with rage, his eyes burning with fury. "Andrew, you always have some smartass comeback! Then tell me—how do you know that your so-called miracle drugs aren't the