"President, please wipe the rain." Brian sat in the driver's seat and handed Jacob a clean towel.

Jacob took it, wiping the rain off his body, and asked, "What's going on in Dover?"

"Mr. old Jones was furious because you didn't go to Joseph's birthday party. In addition, they didn't know about your purchase of the land in Raleigh for the time being."

"Well, keep it secret," said Jacob, who received the document from Brian, which was the development planning contract for the land in Raleigh. "These land plots need to be developed quickly. Time is tight, and the task is heavy. Follow the plan I wrote."

"I understand." Brian...