"Those old-tirs on the board were unhappy with your performance in the competition. They’ve had a few etings about it and even drafted a contract. It’s on your desk, and they want you to sign it, give up your executive rights to the company, and just take a fixed dividend each month."
This was outrageous!
Iris was so upset and worried that her voice was more agitated than usual, and Hunter, sitting nearby, could hear it.
Despite her anger at the board mbers, Molly kept her calm and asked softly, "Where are you now?"
"They’ve kicked out of the company. I’m at ho. Don’t bother going to the company. I’m worried the old-tirs will give you a hard ti. Co ho, and we’ll figure sothing out together."
"We have to face this problem sooner or later." Molly thought that delaying the issue was not the solution, and they had no better ideas either.
Molly continued, "I’m heading to the company right away. Don’t wait up for for dinner. Don’t worry, I got this."
"Molly." Iris’s voice beca hoarse, choked with sobs.
All the stress and difficulties fell on Molly’s shoulders, and she felt terribly guilty.
"Mom, our lives will get better. Don’t be sad. Wipe your tears." Molly could hear her crying, "The more people want us to fall, the more we have to stand tall and show them that we’re not so easily beaten."
Iris was moved to tears by her words, and the sound of her soft sobbing ca through the phone.
"Okay, Mom, you go calm yourself down, have a cup of coffee, look at so flowers. I’ll be ho as soon as I’ve sorted things out."
After comforting her mother, Molly hung up the call. Hunter couldn’t help but ask, "You in so kind of trouble?"
"It’s nothing." Molly didn’t say much, just feeling a bit overwheld.
At her age, with no managerial experience or notable achievents, it was only normal that the old-tirs on the board disapproved of her. But they went so far as to kick her mother out, and this was just too much.
"Do you need my help?" Hunter looked at her.
Molly shook her head, "You can’t help with this."
This was sothing she had to face alone.
She said, "Could you drop off at the Cooper Group?"
Ten minutes later, they pulled up at the front of the Cooper Group, and Molly thanked him gratefully.
"Hunter, you brought back ho today, gave a transfusion, cared for , and drove here. I should have treated you to a al, but sothing’s co up. I’ll make it up to you when I have the chance. Thank you so much for today."
Seeing her being so polite made Hunter feel awkward, "Don’t ntion it."
"I’ll head in then."
As Molly walked into the company building, Hunter watched through the car window. Two receptionists were pointing and whispering about her. They didn’t welco her arrival and even looked a bit disdainful.
He and his sister had thought that if they returned the company to the Cooper family, Molly and her mother’s lives would improve.
They didn’t see it coming. So many challenges were lying in wait for them.
Molly was inherently naive, unsure if she’s cut out for this.
Molly had just started working at the company when she overheard two receptionists badmouthing her.
"I thought she was soone special. Wasn’t she the one who got her uncle’s family killed?"
"You know she’s an ice queen, yet you’re blabbering away here. You sure you’ll still have your job after this."
"Oh, the way you’re talking sounds like I’m dying to work for her."
The two receptionists were sarcastic because they had tried to get close to Harry, Molly’s cousin, hoping to get so benefits. Little did they know, Molly would throw a wrench in their plans. They didn’t get anything. Instead, they got played by Harry.
Harry is now in jail, and his parents and sister reportedly committed suicide.
Molly didn’t want to pick a fight with them, but hearing them talk like this, she felt that if she kept silent, she would only beco more cowardly. She rembered Rosemary’s strict managent style in the company and began to emulate her.
"You guys don’t want to work here? Great, I don’t want to hire you. Go settle your wages at the finance departnt within half an hour, then get out."
"On what grounds are you firing us?" One receptionist flared up, slamming the table. "Also, according to labor law, if you fire us, you must pay compensation!"
"You want to talk labor law with ?" Molly found it amusing. "Doesn’t the labor law also say that if an employee is dismissed for fault, the company doesn’t have to pay any compensation? You guys are always late and leave early, break company rules. If anything, I should be asking you for compensation, right?"
The two receptionists were so furious at her sudden aggressive stance that they were left speechless.
Molly, "I’m giving you half an hour. If you’re still here after that, I’ll have security throw you out."
"Molly. If your father were still around, he’d regret having a useless child like you running the company!"
Molly was heading for the elevator, but hearing this, she paused, laughing coldly, "If my father could see handling things like this, he’d say I’m too lenient. I wanted to let you guys off, but since you don’t want that, I’ll have soone thoroughly investigate your misconduct in the company and demand compensation!"
One of the receptionists almost suffocated with anger.
Molly, in her high heels, walked into the elevator. The two receptionists watched the elevator doors close, still spitting venom about her, all of which was seen by Hunter.
Molly pressed the elevator button and headed straight for the top floor. As soon as she got out of the elevator, she announced a group eting that all shareholders and the chairman must attend.
Under normal circumstances, no one would show up if Molly called for a group eting. But because today’s topic was about whether she would give up the group’s managent rights, all shareholders and the chairman attended.
Molly returned to her office to find docunts ready on her desk, only lacking her signature.
This was really too much.
"President Molly, you’re finally here." Molly’s assistant had been hiding in the corner for a while, only daring to show her face when she saw Molly. "You have no idea how terrifying they were just now, and I didn’t dare to co out."
Sigh, she really was the most pitiful assistant in history.
Other executives’ assistants usually had so sort of authority, but she was looked down upon and even threatened with dismissal.
Being an intern assistant was too hard!
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