It's the Quinn Family...
Tristan Ford raised his eyelids and gave him a cold and indifferent glance. Max Ginger instantly understood and said, "I'll go now."
Ten minutes later, Max entered the conference room with a solemn expression. A chilling wind swept through the room, and the temperature seemed to drop to freezing point.
It seemed that someone ignorant had angered the boss again.
Max composed himself and hurriedly approached Tristan, handing him a tablet. "Sir, take a look at this."
Tristan took the tablet, and the screen showed a video of Cynthia Shannon entering the Louise Corporation.
Seeing the slender and beautiful figure of the woman, a coldness appeared between Tristan's eyebrows. "Did she resign smoothly?"
"Very smoothly." Max didn't dare to hide anything and explained clearly how Cynthia resigned. However, he became hesitant and stuttered when he reached the later part.
A crease formed between Tristan's brows, and his sharp gaze fixed on Max.