In the end,
Annesley managed not to cry.
But deep down, it wasn't tears.
It was raining.
Now,
in the midst of troubled times,
he no longer cared about patent Medicines or Weapons; his only concern was how to keep his position. Otherwise, once the power struggle above was over and a new supervisor took over, it was very likely he would be cast off to Africa.
Thinking of this,
Annesley shuddered.
Africa,
the 'forbidden land' for people like them, equivalent to being exiled as a soldier, that place had no major Interests, nothing significant happening, and certainly no opportunities for promotion.
After some thought,
he made a call to another one of his superiors.
"Annesley, what's going on?"
Swallowing hard,
Annesley quickly explained, "Just now, Deputy Kan Qin called me and said that the purpose of pulling the generic drugs from the shelves this time is that they have a new special Medicine Going public, and they won't be bringing in our patent drugs."
