"Miss Rita, is there anything else you''re unclear about?" Sherman asked, feeling somewhat impatient for some reason. He tugged at his tie irritably. He was not used to exining himself, and Rita''s questioning made him particrly intolerant.


    Initially, he had not paid much attention to the matter involving the homeless man. As thepany president of Parr Group, if he had to deal with every person iming to have lost their home on thend he was about to develop, he would not have enough hours in the day.


    However, Rita''s questions and doubts made him feel uneasy.


    "I''m sorry. Perhaps I shouldn''t have made this call, and I shouldn''t have asked you this question. I didn''t mean to doubt you. I just want to find out the truth. I want to know why the homeless man is wandering here alone, iming that...that you''ve ruined his life," Rita apologized hesitantly.


    "Miss Rita, you''re indeed straightforward. But sometimes, it''s better to understand the truth before asking me. Just like when you got the seating wrong when we first met."


    Rita scoffed and retorted stubbornly, "I didn''t get the seating wrong that day!"


    Sherman chuckled lightly, but to Rita, hisughter sounded like distrust.


    "I''ve exined it to you many times that I didn''t sit in the wrong seat. Perhaps you should ask Miss ire if she made a mistake in arranging the seating."Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDra/ma.O(r)g!


    Sherman asked in a tone of feigned confusion, "Miss Rita, why are you so angry? After all, I didn''t get this angry when you''re wrongly using me of something."


    Rita fell silent, unsure of how to


    respond. ''He''s right. Why am I so angry? Maybe shouldn''t have called him in the first ce. It''s not like we had interacted much before. He''s a businessman first and foremost, and making a profit is undoubtedly his priority. Just like the other reporters had said, I don''t know where his money came from, so why should I assume it was clean? Maybe this matter was indeed rted to him in some way. As a reporter, am I not walking into the lion''s den by doing this?''


    Her heart grew colder as she thought more about it. Eventually, she cleared her throat and said, "I was wrong. I shouldn''t have made this call."


    Before Sherman could respond, he heard a busy tone on the other end of the line. "She''s got quite the temper," he muttered to himself.


    After the call ended, he took a moment to contemte before calling Lucy into his office.


    "How can I help you, Mister Sherman?"


    "The manager from the PR department, Walter Moody, brought up the issue with the newly developednd with me. Please have hime to my office. I need to speak with him."


    Lucy found this a bit odd. After all, such a trivial matter did not usually require Sherman''s attention. He had passed on the issue before, so why was he suddenly calling Walter back? ,


    However, she did not show any signs of surprise on her face. She simply agreed and quickly summoned Walter. Within three minutes, he was at the door of Sherman''s office. "Have a seat," said Sherman.


    Walter brought up the previous issue as soon as he sat down. "Mister Sherman, I heard you wanted to talk about the issue I brought upst time. Do you have any new instructions?"


    Those in public rtions were


    if


    sensitive to potential negative news, but their concerns were futile if the higher-ups did not care. Ultimately, it there was a problem, it would be up to the PR department to resolve it, soit was good that Sherman was finally paying attention to the matter.