Seeing her gesture, Carlos was puzzled. John was quick-witted and immediately took out his phone to search.
When he saw the news about Bameng Media, he was also taken aback.
"Alden has resigned from his position as chief editor of Bameng Media and left the country with his family. Although the video he recorded before leaving may not convince everyone."
"But suspicion has taken root. If the Brocade Embroidery Workshop doesn't take action, they will inevitably get caught up in this no matter what."
"Mr. Carlos, what do you think?" Rong Dai asked with a smile.
If it weren't for the Bertelen Family's connection with Xin Ziqing, she wouldn't have come to talk to this old man.
It's just that she was also puzzled as to why Alden, who had previously been so fierce and menacing, suddenly became timid. He even left the country with his entire family.
Carlos looked displeased and sternly ordered John as he rolled his wheelchair: "Show the guest out!"
John glanced at the old man's departing back, then looked at her apologetically: "My father is ailing, so he can't help but be irritable. Please forgive him, Mrs. Huo."
Rong Dai looked at him deeply: "Mr. John, is that really the case?"
John was clearly being intentional. Although Carlos was arrogant, at his age, he still had his wits about him when making decisions.
If he didn't have confidence in dealing with Bameng Media, the old man wouldn't have invited her.
It was evident that someone didn't want the old man to intervene in Bameng Media's affairs.
John smiled: "Mrs. Huo is insightful. I've had tea and snacks prepared in the manor's garden. Why don't you join me there?"
Rong Dai checked the time; it was still early. "Very well."
She also wanted to learn more about the Bertelen Family's situation.
Afterward, they moved to the small garden of the ancient castle. Being aristocrats, the Bertelen Family's castle had a vast area, with lush lawns and fruit trees all around.
However, the weather wasn't great that day. The sky was overcast and gloomy, indicating an imminent storm.
"Please don't take my father's actions personally, Mrs. Huo. He was forced into this situation and had no choice but to intervene."
"However, Bameng Media brought this upon themselves. As for the matter between you and the Brocade Embroidery Workshop, the Bertelen Family will no longer interfere."
John's attitude had become more humble.
Rong Dai raised an eyebrow and looked at him impassively: "I'm quite curious as to whom I've offended, that you would seek Mr. Bertelen's assistance against me."
John shook his head with a faint smile: "I'm not aware of that. My father hasn't informed us, his children, of many things due to his unstable emotions in recent years."
"But rest assured, Mrs. Huo, this is the first and last time. The Bertelen Family will never offend you again."
"I hope you can understand. The Bertelen Family still welcomes you and Mr. Huo. We can still be friends, and there's no need to let these trivial matters ruin our relationship."
Rong Dai didn't expect to hear the information she wanted from him.
But John's words made her helpless and amused.
The other party probably saw the influence of the Huo Family, which is why their attitude changed so quickly.
"It's getting late. Thank you for the tea and snacks, Mr. John. If there's nothing else, I'll take my leave."
As she spoke, she stood up.
Since she couldn't get the information she wanted, there was no need to stay and listen to nonsense.
Becoming friends was impossible.
Seeing her say this, John's expression became slightly stiff.
But considering her status, he could only endure it.
"I've arranged a car for you. Here's my card. If you encounter any trouble in Paris, I may be able to help."
He also stood up and took out an exquisitely made business card from his pocket, handing it to her.
