Chapter 882

The silver Bugatti was waiting outside. Weston got into the car and furrowed his eyebrows. “To the Cohen family mansion.” Ben turned back to him from the front seat and said, “Mr. Ford, the board is rushing us.” Weston closed his eyes. “Start investigating from the black market. Find out if anyone has gotten through the borders lately.” Then, he looked up at Ben again. “Postpone the company meeting and send the details of the delayed projects to me now.” Ben was startled for a moment. “Are you going to handle it now?” Weston did not say anything. He withdrew his gaze and glanced at his watch. He would have about an hour and a half on the road. It was enough time to solve all these problems. Ben was dumbfounded. Weston would surprise Ben whenever Ben was worried about Weston’s work. Ben admired him because he seemed like he could do anything. The board of directors racked their brains but could not solve the problem. Everyone was waiting for his decision and instruction. Ther