NovelOnline"They didn't give you a hard time, did they?" Molly asked softly.
"No." Despite the fact that she had been hassled, warned, and even threatened, the assistant didn't let on, knowing Molly already had enough on her plate. "So, what's next, boss?" she asked.
"Come with me to the meeting room," Molly said, picking up the files they had prepared and headed straight for the meeting room.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe assistant couldn't shake the feeling that there was something different about Molly today. She seemed more decisive, more determined.
"Oh, and Molly, you passed out at the competition today. Someone tried to poison you. You're okay, right?" the assistant asked nervously.
"I'm fine," Molly assured her.
"Thank God." the assistant sighed in relief. Then she remembered, "You were amazing at the competition today. Your designs are out of this world. Everyone was blown away. You know, our stock price shot up because of this competition. The old board members are probably scared of your growing influence and want to kick you out. | always thought a capable person like you should be the one running the company.” Molly was touched by the assistant's loyalty. Then she remembered something, "Check if the two receptionist downstairs are breaking any company rules." "Got it, boss! No need to check. They are always trying to seduce Harry, inflating expenses, coming late, and leaving early, yet they still get perfect attendance. I've had it with them.” The assistant blurted out. "Are you going to fire them?" "Yep, and claim damages while we're at it." The assistant was surprised at Molly's newfound resolve. "I'll handle it. They'll regret it!" Once they arrived at the meeting room, the assistant opened the door for Molly, immediately drawing sarcastic comments from the old board members.
"So, now that you're CEO, you think you're too good to open doors?" The assistant was flustered. It was her idea to open the door for Molly, not Molly's.
The old board members were cunning and always looking for ways to embarrass Molly.
"You come third in some competition and think you're hot stuff? Do you want to take over the company? Dream on!" one of them banged on the table.
Molly looked around at the shareholders and directors, finally resting her gaze on Louis. She smirked.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Well, I'd like to ask, what awards have you won in your twenty years in this industry? Third place in an international fashion design competition. Anyone here ever won that?" The room fell silent.
The assistant's heart was pounding. Molly had taken control of the room just by stepping in.
"All we need to know is how to run a business." Louis sneered.
"Talking to me about running a business? Alright. Who here could've made the stock price soar like it did today before the competition?" Molly asked, her voice icy. "Anyone? No?" Louis, "You're only benefiting from the competition!" "That's right. But you guys couldn't benefit from it!" Molly slammed the trophy onto the table. The room fell silent again, and everyone too pissed off to speak.
Molly pulled out the papers the board had prepared beforehand and slapped them onto the table. "These papers are a mess.
The sentences don't even make sense. This is elementary school level. Do you dare compete with me for control of the company? My grandfather built this company from scratch. What right do you have to control it?" Louis was speechless, and then Merlin jumped in, "In conclusion, we have the right to dismiss you!" "Right, as CEO, | don't have the right to dismiss any of you. | can only accept being dismissed. But today, | acquired shares!"
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