"It's those files you sent to my email. I've gone through them all carefully, and they're really detailed," Betty said.
Gan Yuan thought for a moment and suddenly understood.
"Betty, I have to tell you honestly, those files weren't sent by me."
"Not you? Then who was it? I saw your name written on them?"
"Someone must have used my name!" Gan Yuan chuckled. "I do want to help you, but as you know, I've been so busy lately, I didn't have time to do that work. As for who that person is, I think you should be able to guess, right?"
Betty's smile faded as a face flashed before her eyes.
After Duchess Caroline assigned her the Northwest oilfield development project, Gan Yuan had a thorough conversation with her, sharing everything she knew.
After that, she started receiving emails from time to time.
They were either information and data about the Northwest oilfield or planning cases for similar projects, detailed down to price reports and all sorts of specifics...
