Yue Qi wasn't the only one receiving this kind of temporary "upgrade." The "volunteers" from AB Group also had relatives accompanying them to varying degrees, and it seemed one group had already arrived earlier. But the "Black Suits" had used near-violent measures to clear out Bob's temporary office and the hallway outside, effectively separating the relevant parties.
The method was crude, but effective... As for whether it violated any laws or regulations, who still cared about that?
"We can't count on Bob. I just tried contacting Bai Xinyan, but she didn't pick up, and she hasn't responded to my message either..."
Smith glanced at the "Black Suits" monitoring them, cursed bitterly, then found himself unable to continue. Yue Qi was staring straight at him, his face pale, bloodshot veins already spreading through his eyes.
Having been a broker for so long, Smith naturally understood that he was facing backlash from a client. Even if his conscience was clear in this matter, there was no reasoning with someone at a time like this.
And as for saying things like, "The experiment isn't actually that risky"—that was even more out of the question!
Yue Qi was ultimately a rational man. He knew that venting or taking out his anger on others was meaningless at a time like this.
His mind was in chaos as well. He had even considered fleeing this massive ship with Yue Zheng... Fortunately, he quickly dismissed that irrational fantasy.
He forced himself to search for an opportunity rationally. "Is there anyone else who can contact Doctor Clay directly? Even if they can just get a word in with him... If they can persuade him to replace someone, or use one less person, anything will do. As long as Little Zheng can get out of this, the sponsorship fee