The phone was thrown aside like this, and the blind tone of "beep" came out. Nick Stan's eyes were empty, his expression was dull, and he remained motionless.
Not long after, there was another knock on the door, and his assistant came in cautiously.
Seeing Nick Stan slumped on the boss chair, he was taken aback and quickly said,
"Boss, what's wrong with you, are you okay?"
Nick Stan came back to his senses a little bit, but his face was hideous.
His assistant reported cautiously, "Boss, I have already prepared the car. I will get on the car at the gate of the office building at eight o'clock tomorrow morning and go to Wells Company."
Nick Stan waved his hand feebly and said weakly, "The trip has been cancelled, there is no need to go."
"What, no need to go!"
"What's happening here?"