Glades Horne's sword-like eyebrows immediately knitted together.
He had never encountered something like this before.
Not only that, but subsidiaries in four different cities were experiencing the same issues simultaneously. This surely indicated a conspiracy. The products manufactured by these subsidiaries varied, and they usually had no private dealings with each other. So, why would the disturbances erupt at the same time?
"CEO, I'm already on my way to the airport. I'll wait for you there. Secretary Yang has already sent you the plane ticket," Hansen Ruiz's tone was unusually stern.
"Alright," Glades Horne responded in a low, husky voice.
After hanging up Hansen Ruiz's call, Glades Horne immediately turned and walked towards the study room door, his steps still measured. Despite the gravity of the situation, he maintained his composure as a leader, not allowing sudden emergencies to disrupt his calm.
