MAS Global Headquarters, CEO's Office — a new nameplate.
After all, MAS had become a company valued at over a hundred million, and it needed a bit of an upscale flavor, no longer like the makeshift team of the past.
CEO Cheng could cope; he was a pragmatist with a strong mindset, but considering the expectations and perceptions of the shareholders, CEO Cheng still compromised and grudgingly upgraded the company's environment a bit.
"Cort, Sani reminded me that you might need to talk to me."
Cheng Daqi smiled as he explained to Scott the reason for calling him in, gesturing for him to sit opposite him.
"I hear your content creation isn't going smoothly?"
The blond-haired Scott was a bit nervous; his content creation was indeed not going well.
Logically, he had a fantastic persona — a veteran backstabbed by his wife, the very image of a tragic American hero.
