"Any other requests, Mr. Lancer?"

Since Xander kept quiet for a while, Byron went ahead and asked.

Xander pretended to be puzzled and snapped back, "In President Lawrence's mind, am I such a hard man to please?"

Byron replied, "Is that not true? If Mr. Lancer has no other requests, it's time for me to sign the transfer agreement now."

There was a brief silence in the private room.

After a while, Xander smiled and clapped his hands. "As expected of President Lawrence, you are indeed a smart person. What a pleasure to talk business with someone intelligent."

Byron was unmoved. He just looked at him coldly. "I don't have time to waste with you, so you can just talk straight."

Xander stopped applauding and said in a cold voice, "Then I won't beat around the bush. I want Lawrence Corporation and Quirke Enterprise to forfeit the follow-up cooperation with the research institute, then let the new company I set up take over. I will sign a long-term contract with the research institute,