Han Shin had been staring at the screen in front of him with squinting eyes, brow knitting at the latest article on the Serafi Continental Journal when his office intercom rung.
[Sir, a call from Miss Abe] came from the speaker and made him shift his eyes.
"Naomi?" Han Shin pushed the connecting button and heard the representative's voice flow through the speaker. "What's up?"
[Sir Han, I just received notice that a Mortix travel permit was used at the gate of Althrea]
"Hmm, yes? What's about it?" Han Shin leaned back on his swivel chair, and tilted his head in confusion. Mortix had subsidiaries in almost every zone of the Eastern Federation, and at least one in every other area. Mortix staff traveling to Althrea, where Mortix Holding was situated, wasn't really something weird.
And why was she reported that to him, a shareholder, instead of the one working in Mortix?
