The secretary came back before long.
"Count Kerr, Chairman Min doesn't want to see anyone."
"Doesn't want to see anyone?" The unlit cigar in Morey's hand promptly broke into half.
The secretary lowered his head. "Uh huh. In reality, I didn't even get to see Chairman Min's assistant."
Morey sat there as he pondered. After some time, he tossed the cigar. "No one knows what he's thinking. He doesn't even give face to the royalty. I'm not surprised he doesn't want to see me."
Since he refused to see him, he naturally would not agree to see Carter either.
"Then, what should we do now?" The secretary looked at Morey cautiously.
Morey stood up. He was no longer in the mood to wait for the fair to end. Instead, he walked out coolly.
The secretary quickly followed behind him.
Before long, they reached the ground floor. When they walked out, the chauffeur had already brought the car over.
