"What? Dong Lin isn't cooperating with us anymore? Damn it, Zhu Zhen has taken so many things from me, and now he's stabbing me from behind. How dare they!" Ning Jie threw a vase on the ground in rage.
His assistant stood aside shivering, afraid to make even the slightest sound.
"You, leave now. We'll hold a shareholders'meeting in the afternoon." Ning Jie chased the assistant away with an extremely ugly expression.
After his assistant left, Ning Jie hesitated for a long time before making a call.
"Hello?" A mechanical voice sounded from the other end of the phone. It was obvious that a voice changer had been used.
Ning Jie's expression, which was just like that of a violent king, suddenly became cautious. "My company has encountered some trouble. Can we..."
"Ning Jie, the Organization is not doing charity work. Only looking for us when you're in trouble?" The mechanical voice sneered.
