At this moment, Dirk Carter had no idea.
Because of a word from Jeanette Houseman.
His political career was about to take another turn.
Right now, he was still in a small restaurant, having a meal with Dorothy Zechariah.
The dishes were simple: three small plates, two bowls of noodles, yet they ate with great enjoyment.
They cleaned the plates.
Dirk Carter wiped his mouth with a napkin.
He asked, "Have the issues with the two major groups been settled?"
Dorothy Zechariah nodded and said, "Dad went to the detention center once, his health worsened, so I let him rest, and now I'm in charge of the group's affairs. I've arranged professional managers for both major groups to move away from family-style management, making it much easier for everyone."
"What are your plans next?"
Dirk Carter asked.
Dorothy Zechariah smiled lightly and said, "No particular plans, just want to be closer to the person I love."
Hearing this,
Dirk Carter couldn't help but cough.
