The moment he heard Andre's words, Fang Ran's eyes widened slightly.
The headquarters had been infiltrated last night!??
He quickly calculated the longitude difference between here and where he had been on the Atlantic Ocean. It was only two or three time zones, practically the same night. That meant—
While he had been repelling the attackers aboard that oil tanker, Essenkefmei headquarters had been infiltrated by someone!?
He was not slow-witted. In an instant, he understood what it meant.
At that moment, Fang Ran finally understood what had been behind the opponents' awkwardly middling combat strength over the past three nights.
They had wanted to keep him tied down at sea.
After figuring that out, he glanced at Adeline. Seeing her cold, beautiful face, as though it would not change even if the sky collapsed, and her complete lack of intention to speak, as if saying that everything was up to him, young master—
Helpless yet somewhat heavy-hearted at how a crisis had erupted so soon after this incident began,
Fang Ran fell silent for a second, then drew a deep breath and spoke calmly as he took the lead toward the front. The qualities of a superior he had honed through the Medical Field incident showed through in his words.
"Postpone the full meeting. Gather everyone who knows about this and explain exactly what happened first."
Ten minutes later.
Inside a large conference room on the upper floors of the headquarters building,
The entire upper echelon of Essenkefmei, including President Andre, had assembled.
More than a dozen industry authorities and department heads sat together. That sight alone was enough to make anyone who knew the extent of their influence tense up.
Countless people outside would exhaust every effort just to curry favor with one of them, only to fail.