"Let their leader answer the phone."
"No, no, no, it's not that issue."
"Just now, there was a person who might be a cop, asking us whether we could produce bottles, and he showed a photo of the Golden Lion Bottle."
"I suspect, he might know something."
"Also, just outside the factory, it seemed like he was testing the waters with some of the workers, I'm not sure if the workers let anything slip."
Lance furrowed his brow, he hadn't thought about this issue before.
But fortunately, although he acquired the factory, the factory's documentation hadn't changed, the only trouble might be the workers having seen him.
Of course, that's not really a problem, Lawyer Robben can handle it. He's proficient in wrangling and is connected.
But this is just a hassle.
"Wait a moment, I'll arrange for someone to go over."
After hanging up the phone, he called in Devon, the young man was in the spotlight recently, eager to participate in various activities.
