"Where did he just go?" As she thought of this, Ning Wanxi's heart trembled. She walked straight out of the conference room, saying without turning her head, "Lu Xuan, come to my office."
"Mm, okay," Lu Xuan nodded, following Ning Wanxi out of the conference room. Once they both entered the president's office, Ning Wanxi tightly closed the office door and said seriously, "Lu Xuan, there's no one here. I want to ask you, did you get the Metheus Consortium to help us?"
Lu Xuan, looking puzzled, asked, "What is the Metheus Consortium?"
Ning Wanxi looked at his confused expression. Either he genuinely didn't know what the consortium meant, or his acting skills were quite good. She softly explained, "A consortium is another term for a financial capital group, and the Metheus Consortium is the largest system of its kind in the world. It's a family-run industrial chain with a history of several hundred years, and its headquarters are in the United States. Don't you know?"
