"Good morning, Mr. Richards." Everyone in the hall stood up and called out respectfully in unison. Their voices were loud and clear.
Hansen did not look at them. His eyes were fixed on the ground. He casually waved his hand in the air, indicating to them to sit down. Then, he led Alvin forward with large strides.
"He's so handsome." Jenna cheered for him in her heart. She tilted her head and appreciated the tall and graceful temperament Hansen showed. His commanding demeanour was not something that could be built within a short period. It came from years of confidence, training, and a rich environment.
Hansen grew up privileged and had been trained to be a leader, which helped him achieve his current accomplishments.
She stood there absent- mindedly. They were married. Although they loved each other, she sometimes still felt like it was a dream.
As he walked over with calm and confidence, she didn't dare show her affection or even talk to him in public, as they were still working. She only ended up standing still and admiring him.
Jenna's grandfather was once Johan's trusted subordinate, and he returned to A City, along with the Richards family. However, as a result of him meeting an untimely death, and her father being too straightforward and upright, their family didn't do well in the political arena. Her eldest uncle, James Murphy, was also a good-for-nothing.
Although she could be regarded as the descendant of a prestigious family, the affairs of the world were unpredictable. Now, she was only considered a lady living in genteel poverty.
While she was still lost in her thoughts, Hansen had already walked up to her side. He noticed Jenna, who was standing aside in a daze.
"Greetings, Ms. Murphy." Alvin greeted her respectfully when he saw her.
Only then did Jenna come back to her senses and looked at Hansen in a panic.
Their eyes met. In just a split second, Jenna withdrew her gaze and pursed her lips as she swiftly walked towards the elevator.
Hansen frowned.
D*mn woman, why did she pretend not to see him? What did that mean?
With that thought in mind, he went to the sales department.
Jenna frantically returned to the office. She sat in front of the computer, sorted out some information, joined a video conference, and then the morning had passed.
At noon, Hansen brought her to Collier Manor as usual.
"Hansen, I have something to tell you." After the meal, Jenna sat on the sofa and began to speak seriously, after contemplating for some time.
"What is it?" Hansen sat down and picked up the newspaper beside the couch.
"Do you remember the incident where the brakes had been recalled?" She asked with some strain, sitting up firmly.
An icy light flashed across Hansen's eyes. The economic loss caused by the defective brakes were secondary but the reputation of the company was severely affected. Hansen wanted to further inquire about it for a long time, but with Jenna coming to work in the company these days, he was in a good mood. Hence, he had forgotten all about it. Now that he heard her question, he immediately recalled it again.
"Yes, I've ordered Mr. Parker to investigate," he replied gently, lifting his head.
"Have you found out the reason?" Jenna probed.
"This..." Hansen was at a loss for words. He had forgotten to ask. "Oh, he hasn't replied yet."
He answered evasively.
There was a hint of sarcasm in Jenna's eyes, and the corners of her mouth curled up.
"What's wrong? Is there any problem?" Hansen knew that there must be something wrong, since she asked. Perhaps it was more than just a few problems. After all, she was adept when it comes to automobiles.
"I consulted Mr. Levin today. The reason for it was that one of the parts had been bought from an external vendor and the quality was poor." Jenna gave a detailed account of what she knew.
"Oh." Hansen nodded thoughtfully.
"Was the person in charge of the purchasing department arranged by you?" Jenna asked with a heavy heart.
"Do you suspect that there is something wrong with the person from the purchasing department, or that he might have tampered with it?" Hansen asked in return.
"I'm not merely suspecting him. I'm certain it's him." Jenna refuted without mercy. "After the conversation with Mr. Levin, I learned that Green Mountain Automobile City used to purchase quality parts from a trustworthy manufacturer. Now, it has been replaced with an unknown brand. Not only is it not well-received, but its quality is also far worse. I wonder if you have agreed to the changing of brands?"
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