Wow!

Do Do-hui was secretly startled by the CEO's forceful tone.

At Ford, a chief finance officer ranked about the same as a company president in Korea.

As chief finance officer, he held all authority over the Ford Motor group's finances.

He was the one who won over the directors and investors, then planned how the money was spent and saw it through.

Normally, at Ford, it was the investment firms' executives who bowed their heads.

The sums Ford moved in a single year were beyond imagining.

But today things were very different.

To a president-level executive at one of America's three biggest automakers, CEO Jang Tae-san had flatly declared the company a step from bankruptcy—a remark that cut to the bone.

Jeff Donnelly's face turned a mottled blue.

Do Do-hui had never seen a man state the plain facts like that.

On Wall Street, even when they pushed an employee out, they didn't hold back the praise.

They'd go as far as saying it was a shame someone so skilled just wasn't a fit for the company.

The gist: we'll be cheering you on, so let's meet again when the right opportunity comes along.

The words were courteous, but what they really said was no to working together.

You never knew when you'd meet again. And it was the kind of place where someone with a grudge might be carrying a gun and shoot you in the back. You had to watch every word.

"You're fiiired!"—that kind of one-sided firing only happened in the movies.

But now Do Do-hui was witnessing exactly that, right before her eyes.

Young as he was, CEO Jang Tae-san had charisma off the charts.

He showed no sign at all of shrinking before an American auto bigwig.

No—the sneer all over his face was the real showstopper.

He had the ease of the undisputed strong party.

Robert's not even flinching either...

The legendary Wall Street investor wore a look that said he agreed with CEO Jang Tae-san.

The two of them were perfectly in sync.

Bang!

"Y-you're insulting me and my company!!!"

Jeff slammed…