Alfredo looked at the disconnected call and smiled helplessly. Wen Xin's temper had always been like this. Even when she needed his help, she wouldn't soften her attitude.
He dialed the office intercom, and soon a bald man walked into his office.
"Chairman, what can I do for you?"
"Go to the airport and intercept the Elders Council's private jet. There's a Chinese person on board. Bring him to the hotel and ensure his safety. If the Elders Council causes trouble, tell them to come to me."
Alfredo raised his hand and rubbed his aching temples. He felt that this matter was extremely troublesome.
He didn't need to think too hard to know that this would definitely offend the Elders Council, and he probably wouldn't gain any favor with Wen Xin either. It was quite a difficult position for him.
