"Gold Label Wine Industry will not be able to assemble those machines until March or April. From trial production to formal production, it will be at least until June or July."
"Right now, he's just like a gigantic fly here. Everyone dislikes him, yet there's nothing they can do about him."
"So... if possible."
Lance thought for a while and agreed. "Let him choose the date himself, tell me the ship number before he comes..."
The phone call wasn't interrupted, but the door to the room was knocked. Lance spoke briefly on the phone and then hung up, saying "Come in."
The person outside walked in; it was Andy.
Lance was somewhat surprised because this Andy was a bit muddle-headed. Even in front of Lance, Andy would still behave with some arrogance, although Lance wasn't sure what this Andy guy had to be arrogant about.
But he wasn't too concerned. As long as this guy didn't affect his plans, Lance could pretend not to react to him.
