from his computer, concern etched on his face. "I'm sorry to hear that, sir. What happened?" Mr. Linton slammed his fist on the desk. "The EcoPulse was a disaster. It never worked as promi

A change, sir?" Mr. Linton nodded. "Yes, Eric. And besides, Mr. Jenkins is an old friend of mine. I'm not going to sue him." The next day, the news of the lawsuit against GreenTech Inc. and Mr. Jenkins was all over the papers. The other investors were shocked and surprised that Mr. Linton, the largest investor, was not joining the lawsuit. As the news spread, reporters and camera crews descended upon Mr. Linton's estate, eager to get a statement from him. Mr. Linton smiled calmly as he faced the cameras. "I'm not interested in pursuing the matter," he said. "As I said, six hundred million dollars is just a change to me." The reporters gasped in shock, and the camera crews scrambled to get a shot of Mr. Linton's reaction. As the media frenzy died down, Mr. Linton turned to Eric and smiled. "I

Jenkins on the back. "Of course, Jenkins. What's going on?" Mr. Jenkins led Mr. Linton to the table and they sat down. "I want to apologize for what happened with GreenTech," Mr. Jenkins said, his voice filled with remorse. "I know how much you invested, and I feel terrible that it didn't work out." Mr. Linton waved his hand dismissively. "Don't worry about it, Jenkins. Like I