Chapter 514: Maybe, Under Great Performance Pressure_1

He couldn't help but laugh and said, "Advertisers are really dedicated these days, not forgetting to push for performance late at night."

Nathalie Quinlan saw the area code on the display and knew it wasn't a McKinney local number. Her pupils darkened, and she pursed her lips in annoyance, saying absentmindedly, "Maybe that's it, the pressure to perform must be high."

*

"Amadeus, Ms. Quinlan isn't taking your calls?" Inside a Hongqi car in Beijing, Alfred Garland twisted around from the front to look at the man sitting in the back.

Amadeus Yancey didn't know he had just been dismissed as 'someone under a lot of performance pressure.' At the moment, he pursed his lips and slowly put the phone down, looked at the call that had been ruthlessly disconnected, and said nothing.

However, the feeling of Amadeus being hung up on was quite a thrill!