William Cole and his entourage soon arrived at the Thirteen Pharmaceuticals factory.
All the workshops were shut down, and dozens of pharmaceutical machines had also ceased operation.
All the workers stopped in their tracks because of Knox Kramer and his team's inspection, not daring to move an inch.
A few secretaries were fawning over Knox Kramer, incessantly saying nice things, with someone even pulling out an envelope and pushing it in front of Knox, preparing to hand it to him, saying, "Inspector Kramer, this is a little token of appreciation, you..."
"Snap!"
Knox's hand flicked, and the thick envelope fell to the ground. Judging by the thickness of the envelope, it contained at least 20,000 dollars—no small sum.
The room fell into dead silence!
Knox's expression darkened, and he sneered, "What is this supposed to mean? Are you trying to bribe me?"
"That's not what we meant..."
The secretary's forehead was sweating like rain, not sure what to do.