Zephanor Trading Company?
My mind buzzed, and I immediately understood that something had happened to Jason Miller's company.
Cherry said beside me, "Comrade, you must be mistaken. We're a clothing company and have always paid our taxes honestly."
I stepped out from behind the desk and whispered to Cherry, "This is my family's matter. I'll go with the tax authorities. You handle things at the company, and try to stop anyone from jumping to conclusions."
"Alright, I got it." Cherry nodded, looking worried.
I smiled slightly, "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing. It'll be fine."
After arranging the work briefly, I left with the tax authorities.
From the time when Jason Miller abruptly became easygoing, volunteering to transfer my mom's remaining shares to me and even transferring some of his shares, making me the second-largest shareholder in his company—I knew he was setting me up.
