"Chairman?!" Secretary Lin exclaimed, "Isn't she in the United States? How could she be in Yi Zhentian's hands?!"
After Haiyue said these words, not only Secretary Lin lost his cool, but also Butler Li was so shocked that he couldn't hold the steering wheel and braked suddenly.
The car body shook violently, and Haiyue leaned forward.[
If there were no seat belts, Haiyue believed that she might have hit the windshield by now.
She patted her chest with lingering fear to calm down her shock.
"Madam! Did you just say that the old lady is in Yi Zhentian's hands?" Butler Li turned his head and stared at Haiyue, his face was pale, and the joints of his hands holding the steering wheel had turned white.
"It's not certain yet." Haiyue said this to both Butler Li and Secretary Lin on the phone, "I have to rush over now to check the situation."
Having said this, Haiyue paused, and her voice suddenly became very solemn, "If grandma is really in Yi Zhentian's hands, today's press conference must be cancelled..."
Secretary Lin pursed her lips and fell silent.
Because she had nothing to say and didn't know what to say.
Both ends of the phone were silent and there was no sound at all.
After a long while, Secretary Lin broke the silence. Her voice sounded very difficult, "General Manager's Wife... If the Chairman is really in the hands of Yi Zhentian, is this how we... are?"
She didn't want to answer yes, but the bloody facts were right in front of her, and she couldn't even admit it.
Haiyue swallowed her saliva with difficulty, "...yes."
"...I understand." Secretary Lin's voice was very soft, "If I haven't seen the general manager's wife or received your call after an hour, I will ask the reporters and shareholders to go back."
After finishing speaking, without waiting for Haiyue's reply, Secretary Lin quietly hung up the phone.