Sister Mei took a deep breath and said, "Mr. Herd, hello."
Ethan Herd gestured for Sister Mei to sit down in the chair.
After sitting down, Sister Mei asked, "I'm not sure, what is your instruction for me today?"
Ethan Herd glanced at John River, who quickly stepped forward and placed a cheque in front of Sister Mei.
Ethan Herd: "Fill in as you wish."
Sister Mei was stunned: "What do you mean, Mr. Herd?"
Ethan Herd said indifferently: "I'm taking your studio."
His voice was not loud, cold and indifferent, as if he were passing on a piece of information to his subordinates, unquestionable and unrefusable.
A shocked expression appeared on Sister Mei's round chubby face.
After a while, Sister Mei finally came to her senses: "No, Mr. Herd, I know you are not short of money, but our studio is just a small one. It's not worth your big fuss. Besides, my purpose of leaving the previous company was to..."
Ethan Herd interrupted Sister Mei: "I'm not negotiating with you."