"Answer me with a single word.
You had asked me for authorization to send a support team to help Hans get out of trouble, which would also save trouble for Gianfranco, is that right?"
The old man had already hung up the second call he received and was now talking once again with the man who always came to him with bad news.
"Yes"
A metallic voice that annoyed the old man just as much as the screeching of some nails on the blackboard replied.
"There won't be any need to do that, come to my office right now and don't reply, this matter isn't an emergency anymore"
The white beaded man hung up the call before the other could say anything else, and awaited his arrival in his office.
A few minutes later, a middle-aged man with relatively short black hair entered the door after being invited inside.
