To hide how deeply his words touched me, I lower my head slightly and pinch the inner corners of my eyes with my fingers, simultaneously imitating a yawn. Now, even if it is noticeable that the eyes are reddened, there is an explanation.

- Okay, enough sentimentality.

Theo claps his hands on his knees and leans over the coffee table to pick up my notebook and pen. For a few minutes he stares at the laptop screen, then scribbles something in a notebook, and then all together moves towards me.

- Look, the guys from the Middle Kingdom are going to enter the market in America soon. There are plans...