Chapter 71: Rana

In the Presidential house, nestled in the heart of the capital city.

Andrew vomited uncontrollably.

A black lump, indescribably disgusting and sticky, came out of his mouth. He then continued to vomit two more black lumps. Wiping his mouth carelessly, someone called to him from the side.

"QuanQuan."

"Don't call me that," Andrew frowned in disgust. "We're not friends."

"Yes, yes, President Quantum," the man smiled amiably, as if he didn't notice Andrew's tone of voice, and made an exaggerated bow.

"Did you get any news from the union?" Andrew asked, still at his desk. His eyes held nothing but distrust for the man in front of him.