My Sincerity

A few days later.

Cindy, a close friend of Zucker and a high-ranking executive at ITV Broadcasting Company, returned to the United Kingdom after finishing her work in France. Cindy had originally planned to meet up with Zucker, but she received a call from her company and had to rush immediately to a high-end nursing home in the Moore District of London.

"Sit down."

In a tea room, Heraldi Mendez, the chairman of ITV Broadcasting Company, asked, "Your deputy, Rielchi, should have already briefed you on the general situation. What are your thoughts?"

As he spoke, Mendez personally poured a cup of fine black tea for Cindy.

Cindy said thank you, but her expression turned solemn as she said, "Please rest assured, I can distinguish between work and personal relationships. Regarding The Voice project, I am absolutely standing on the company's side. At the same time, please also rest assured that within two weeks, I will finalize the contract and secure the greatest possible benefits for the company."

Mendez shook his head.

"Chairman, what do you mean...?"

Cindy was suddenly startled.

Mendez's eyes flashed with a sharp gaze: "Can we bypass Zucker Wald? We already have a good understanding of the contents of the proposal anyway."

"No!"

Cindy's expression changed, and she stood up abruptly: "Chairman, I know him very well. Although he is a very stingy person, once someone provokes him, he will inevitably spend a massive amount of money—well, spare no cost—to sue us, the kind of fight to the death. Don't forget the cautionary tale of Barclays Bank in the UK!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Mendez's expression became rather unpleasant.

Barclays Bank in the UK—wasn't that exactly the cautionary tale?

Disregarding industry ethics and non-compete agreements, Barclays Bank had directly poached Niklas Zennström, the president