Richelle Dunn returned to the conference hall five minutes later, and the atmosphere inside was exceptionally tense.
Richelle calmly took her seat and glanced at Aldo Lewis from the corner of her eye.
"Mr. Lewis, you can now represent everyone and express your opinions and questions."
Richelle's voice was not loud, but her tone clearly carried the air of a leader instructing a subordinate.
Aldo was slightly annoyed by her, but thinking that he would soon have the chance to retaliate, he let it go and didn't want to quarrel with her.
"Richelle, pardon my frankness, but you better be prepared because our questions will be very sharp, and we won't hold back just because you are the president or a major shareholder."
Although it seemed like a reminder to Richelle, in fact, it was a threat.
He wanted to create a tense atmosphere for her in advance and increase her psychological pressure.
