Chu Fangxiu was always like this. When Fatty Wang received the message, he was almost in a rage. Just after receiving the quality inspection report that showed excessive mercury levels, he heard the news of Chu Fangxiu's disappearance. He frowned tightly, staring silently out the window.
A knock on the door disturbed his thoughts, and his secretary entered from outside. "President Wang, the lawyer from 'Rhein' is here."
"Take them to the small conference room." Fatty Wang placed the contents of the fax in the shredder, turning them into pieces.
Owen sat at a table for six, his briefcase placed on a chair beside him, with his purpose for coming evident on the table. The coffee brought in by the secretary didn't interest him. Today, he was just here to deliver something, so the simpler, the better.
