Chapter 1596

Matthew noticed Leeroy's unhappy expression. He gave a slight smile. "You should be pleased. Congratulations on getting Chavelle Wheat without even competing. Let me offer my congratulations." Matthew walked over and extended his hand warmly. Leeroy woodenly stretched out his hand for a handshake but didn't look happy at all. "Why'd you stop competing?" Matthew didn't want to explain much. He simply smiled and said, "I have no money. By the way, since we happened to meet, how about exchanging numbers? If anything comes up in the future, maybe I can call you." Now that someone else would own Chavelle Wheat, Matthew felt he had to keep a way to follow up and track its progress. Leeroy, still in a daze, instinctively rattled off a phone number. "15378... jot it down. I'm Leeroy Thornhill." Matthew took out his phone, typed in the number, and then waved goodbye to Morell. "Mr. Neper, sorry for intruding. I'll be on my way." Morell remembered that Matthew once saved his life. He smil