Chapter 503

Calling for members of his think tank into the office, Jay asked shamelessly, “How much do you know about sticking on phone screen protectors?”

The members were stunned, shocked by the curveball of a question thrown at them. Yet under the president’s ferocious and predatory gaze, they could only ransack their brain for answers to his question.

“Sticking screen protectors are essentially street stalls, Mr. President.”

“Street stalls means it’ll be somewhere a lot of people will be.”

“Normally under sky bridges.”

Jay’s tone was final when he said, “Prepare the necessary tools. Tonight I’ll set up a stall under Rainbow Sky Bridge.”

Grayson and the rest’s jaws dropped at the news. “Mr. President… You… You want to set up a street stall?”

Jay tipped his head in a slight nod.

Not daring to prod deeper, Grayson and the rest quickly excused themselves.

“Did the president undergo some sort of psychological shock recently, Mr. Grayson? Why would he have the sudden desire to sti