Paulson could hear the resolute determination in Jasper’s words and looked at him keenly, saying, “I hope you win the bet this time as you’re now responsible for more than yourself.”
40 minutes later, Jasper and Celine exited the office.
Halfway down the stairs, Celine asked Jasper, “Will it really be okay?”
Jasper turned to Celine and saw a worried expression on her face. With a smile, he replied, “I think it’s a bit too late to ask this question, isn’t it?”
Celine complained, “I just didn’t want to give you more pressure. We both know that 120 US dollars per share is a very high price.”
“What’s the point in surpassing it if it isn’t high?” Jasper asked.
Celine looked at Jasper suspiciously and asked, “Why does it seem like you still have a secret weapon up your sleeves? Tell me what it is, at least then I wouldn’t need to worry so much.”
Jasper turned over his palms and smiled, “What secret weapon? We’ve already done the most we can the past few days. Whatever comes next isn’t up to us anymore. Plus, even if I had some secret weapon, there are only 20 minutes until Sena rings the Nasdaq opening bell. It’s too late now, isn’t it?”
Realizing that Jasper’s words made sense, Celine replied exasperatedly, “True. I’m just a little too nervous now, I guess.”
“Relax,” Jasper consoled.
Celine nodded and exhaled deeply before blinking at Jasper, asking, “So if you succeed, how are you planning to celebrate?”
Jasper shrugged and walked forward. “I haven’t thought of it yet. Celebration isn’t the main focus here. We can think about that after we pass this round.”
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