"Mr. Woods, I will be the person in charge of all communication from now on," the man said. "You can call me Anson."

"You are older than me, right?" Lucas asked.

"I'm twenty-five this year."

"I'm twenty-three," Lucas said.

Anson chuckled. "All right. You can call me Mr. Orpwood, then. I'll stay here for half a year and leave after that."

"I'm sorry, but I haven't decided if I want to accept this investment."

Anson froze. "This is a lot of money, and you are unsure if you want it?"

He had never met anyone who would refuse money.

"I never thought your boss would invest so much in my company." Lucas put down the contract. "I haven't met your boss in person, so I don't understand why he trusts me so much."

Anson smiled. "To ordinary people, this is indeed a significant amount of money, but this is nothing from my boss's perspective. Don't overthink it."

"There are other shareholders in my company, so it's not just up to me," Lucas countered.

"You mean Caspian? When he