"What in the world is going on?" Tina buzzed on the other end of the phone.
She had dealt with Zhang Quantan not just once or twice. To put it a bit dramatically, their Cashew Company was nearly the bread and butter for Futukang—if they lost their orders, let alone affording their employees, the company would essentially collapse.
Although she was just Cook's assistant, even a eunuch beside the Emperor could wreak havoc on a country, so being the assistant to the CEO of Cashew was not something anyone could do. Her background and abilities were outstanding, hence Tina could almost represent Cook outside.
Thus, Zhang Quantan was also very cautious and even somewhat submissive with her, this assistant. If he offended this young lady, perhaps a single word from her could immediately make Cashew switch to another contract manufacturer.
What on Earth was lacking? Just not enough contract manufacturers?
