But... yesterday I really didn’t do anything.
So if possible, just let them off this once."
"After what Olivia said to you yesterday, you’re not angry at all?"
Faye laughed, "Of course I’m angry, I’m not an idiot."
"Then why let her go? This is the retribution they deserve."
"The person who humiliated was Olivia, and Ling Corp is Olivia’s father’s company. My grudge with Olivia has nothing to do with Ling Corp."
"For raising such a daughter, he should be punished."
Faye raised her eyebrows, "Don’t you think... an arrogant and bossy Olivia is her father’s greatest punishnt?"
"So, you hope I’ll spare them?"
"Yes."
"Alright, I can spare Ling Corp, but I still have to cut Olivia’s arrogance down a notch."
Faye nodded; she could accept this.
"Do you have ti to have lunch with today?"
"No, because today’s eting was extended by forty minutes, so I have to make up for it."
"Oh, how disappointing.
Lately, I’ve felt so strange, do you think I’m sick?"
"What’s wrong? Where do you feel uncomfortable? If you’re unwell, you should go to the hospital to see a doctor."
"I keep thinking about you, during work, during etings, while eating, smoking, and even just before bed.
Do you think I’m sick? If I need to see a doctor, what departnt should I go to?"
Faye laughed speechlessly, "You should see the neurology departnt, that’s the best."
Hunter chuckled wickedly.
Faye rembered sothing and added, "By the way, I have a question for you.
There are a few executives in the company who seem to be indifferent every ti we have a eting.
And they do it with such dedication.
I can’t get the real data on profits and losses from their departnts, even though I threaten and entice them every ti, it seems to have no impact on them.
What thod do you use to make the whole Warren Group so united?"
"It’s simple, the Warren Group has established a special supervision chanism.
There’s a departnt responsible for auditing each subsidiary’s operations.
If any signs of trouble are detected, these bad elents are imdiately extinguished.
People at the Warren Group aren’t necessarily united, they’ve just gotten used to being on edge.
So they don’t dare to play any tricks."
"Supervision chanism..." Faye pondered, it seed to make sense.
"Alright, I understand, you get busy."
"You’re hanging up already?" He had specially set up a eting team for her.
"Do you have anything else?"
"I plan to have dinner at your place tonight, you wouldn’t mind, would you?"
Faye smiled, "You should discuss it with Uncle Rivers then, I won’t interfere with that.
Alright, I’m hanging up."
After hanging up, Faye imdiately got up and walked to the office.
As soon as she entered the office, she began planning to establish a supervision departnt.
In just about an hour, she had already set up so general frawork.
Afterwards, she slowly filled in the details during her work process.
By evening, she had organized what seed to her to be a complete set of regulations for the supervision departnt.
She had Brielle copy the docunt many tis and distribute it to various departnts for the executives to expand and supplent.
This set of rules established by themselves, they have no reason not to follow them, right?
Brielle returned from outside with a bright red palm print on her face, Declan was shocked when he saw it, "Sister Nan, what happened to your face?"
"It’s nothing, don’t worry about it, let’s get to work."
"How could it be nothing, look at the fingerprint on your face, it might not fade by tonight.
Who hit you, so heavy-handed, they must be crazy."
Hearing Declan’s voice, Faye ca out of the office, "Declan, what’s wrong?"
"Director Townsend, no Faye, look, Sister Nan got hit while she was delivering a docunt as per your instructions.
Look at the palm print on her face, it’s infuriating."
Brielle hurriedly stood up, "I’m fine, Director Townsend."
Faye approached and glanced at her face, the person who hit her secretary... wasn’t that embarrassing to her?
"What happened?"
Brielle remained silent.
Declan nudged Brielle, "Sister Nan, why are you hesitating, what exactly happened?"
"Director Townsend, really, it’s nothing.
When I was at the secretaries’ office delivering materials, I saw two won arguing.
One was the Vice Director Townsend’s secretary, the other one I’ve never seen before.
The two of them were arguing quite fiercely, throwing things around the secretaries’ office.
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