Chapter 365 Young Master Jenkin’s Men

“Pre-… President.” For a moment, Hans Foster was frightened. Never in his wildest dreams did he imagine that he would offer a casting couch to Autumn Field’s president. Hans was baffled. ‘You’re a psycho, aren’t you, Winifred Zea? Why did you pretend to be a job seeker at your own company for no apparent reason? If I’d known, I’d never have done something like that to you,’ Hans mused. “Tom Zea, give me an explanation. Why is a degenerate like him here in our company? Moreover, this branch is currently in need of talents, but you have given such an important position to him?” Winifred snapped. Tom was speechless for a moment like he had some hidden worries, but he couldn’t say it aloud. Meanwhile, Winifred was seething with anger. “Talk!” “President Zea, uhm…” “What ‘uhm’? I said, talk!” Winifred barked. Tom took a deep breath and spilled the beans. “Director Foster was recommended here by Young Master Jenkins.” “Young Master Jenkins? Which Young Master Jenkins?” Wini