She was somewhat confused about the current situation.
Is Snor Fairchild the one manipulating this company behind the scenes?
Snor Fairchild acted as if he didn't see her gaze, still engrossed in his chess game with Lawrence.
They were playing international chess, and their expressions seemed relaxed, not at all like people discussing collaboration.
"Mr Fairchild!" Summer Ford called out.
Snor Fairchild ignored her, his face still indifferent.
"Mr Fairchild, can you spare a few minutes to resolve the work matters first?" Summer Ford raised her voice again.
She suddenly felt like he was giving her a hard time again.
With Rousseau's matter, anytime she encountered Snor Fairchild, things never went smoothly!
Snor Fairchild still ignored her.
Summer Ford was helpless and could only stand by and wait.
Playing chess takes a lot of effort, and if both players are highly skilled, a game might take several hours to finish.
