Shui Junzhuo was well-dressed when she entered Stefan’s office. Her figure wasn’t at all inferior to the beauties in Russia with her hair draped by her shoulders, permeating a charming grace.

“Please, have a seat!” Stefan squeezed out a smile.

“Mr. Stefan, I won’t beat around the bush with you. Right now, we’re in a dire position. If you lose your position, that means that our cooperation will collapse, while my main task in coming to Russia is to ensure the success of this project.” Shui Junzhuo sternly said since she had to get Stefan to regain his confidence.

Shrugging his shoulders, Stefan helplessly replied, “As you know, the controversy is currently unfavorable towards me. Dobrynin is currently using rumors against me, and I don’t have any better solutions at this moment.”

“The method to resolve this issue is easy. Since they’re saying that you’re ill, then wouldn’t it all fall apart if you’re not?” Shui Junzhuo smiled.

Stefan inwardly sighed. How would he not know about this? But it’s a pity that he’s genuinely ill, and his illness...