"I did, but the call didn't go through." Master Kennedy's eldest son was also depressed. He had encountered such a terrible thing early in the morning.
"What? Do you think it's fake?" Hearing this, Master Kennedy's emotions calmed down slightly. He tidied up his clothes, put away his walking stick, and sat on the main seat of the meeting room.
"I thought so too. However, the other party said that he will bring the contract to the interview tomorrow."
"Contract? Interview?" The more Kennedy talked about it, the uglier his face became. "Go get the contract and get the company's legal team here."
"Father, do you think there is something wrong with the contract?"
