"Mr. Robbins, how can you dismiss Florienna Ellis without a thorough investigation? People can be fickle, but not as rapidly as you, can’t they?"
Justin Battleson deliberately brought up these issues, leaving George Robbins at a loss for words.
At this mont, Justin delivered a fatal blow to George Robbins.
"Mr. Robbins, do you rember what you said before about eliminating hidden dangers at the root? There were a total of three people involved in these previous incidents. Two of them have already left the company. Who do you think the last one is?"
Justin’s words left George Robbins’s expression fluctuating between anger and uncertainty. Finally, he glared at Justin and slamd his palm onto the table.
"Mr. Battleson, what do you an by this? Are you suggesting that you want to fire ?"
"As the company’s president, do I not even have the right to dismiss an employee?"
However, Justin’s words only made George Robbins burst into laughter.
"Justin Battleson, you indeed have a chance to fire , but not now!"
With that, George Robbins slowly walked towards Justin, his face showing a hint of schadenfreude.
"Because right now, I am the largest shareholder in Riley Group. This position of president should belong to , Mr. Battleson."
"What do you an by this?"
Justin remained calm throughout, but a slight ripple appeared on his face, though a mockery hid in his eyes.
This change was exactly what George Robbins wanted to see.
"Justin Battleson, I thought you were so formidable, but now you’re just like a fool, being played around by ."
George Robbins leaned closer to Justin and said:
"Actually, you might not know this, but quite a few shareholders in the company have already been secretly bought by . I had them dump all their shares during the last stock plunge."
"And I’ve reclaid all those shares. Now, my share ratio is the highest in the entire company. So, tell , who should take the top seat in this company?"
"So that’s how it is."
Justin seed to realize sothing and replied indifferently, "I didn’t expect you to be so despicable."
Although Justin said this, it did not give George Robbins any sense of achievent.
In fact, George Robbins felt that when Justin said these words, there was a faint sarcasm in his gaze.
"Justin Battleson, I have no interest in talking nonsense with you. Hand over the managent of the company to , and I might just keep you as a major shareholder, or else..."
"George Robbins, don’t forget, I founded Riley Group with my own hands."
Justin spoke calmly, and when he locked eyes with George Robbins, his sharp gaze matched George Robbins’s intensity, even overpowering him in terms of aura.
In an instant, George Robbins felt a frigid chill extend from his back to his shoulders, piercing into his brain.
He stepped back, cold sweat involuntarily trickling down his face. How could he be intimidated by soone as young as Justin Battleson?
Back when he was beside Oliver Battleson, Justin hadn’t even been born yet.
Thinking of this, George Robbins regained his courage and said to Justin:
"Justin Battleson, I know you’re not convinced, but the fact is settled. The person with the largest shareholding can beco the company’s manager!"
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