Chuck smiled at Tate. "Hello."

Tate furrowed his brows a little and looked at Anson and Alvin.

They were just good for nothing. How had they come to know the boss of Well Spring Pharma?

Anson could guess what Tate was thinking.

He smiled and explained, "Dad, when we found out that Mr. Jensen had returned to the country, we wanted to see if we could seize the chance for Excel Pharma. So we contacted him.

"Mr. Jensen is a really great person. Not once has he ever looked down on Excel Pharma as a small business. He even plans to work with us!"

Tate was surprised. He looked at Chuck once more. "Mr. Jensen, is it true?"

Chuck nodded. "Yes, your sons are capable. They got me interested in Excel Pharma."

Tate couldn't believe what he was hearing. His sons were useless pieces of trash to him. Why were they really capable in Chuck's eyes?

"Dad, did you hear? Mr. Jensen praised us!" Alvin raised his eyebrow smugly.

He even looked at Annie provocatively and said, "We couldn't delive