GoodReadArthur's tone was sharp as he continued, "Bourdamun has been dragging the progress in Orlinda. Do we really need to make another wrong decision in this matter?" Emphasizing Bourdamun's backwardness was like slapping Nelson in the face, especially since Bourdamun had always been under his management.
"Noah, you were chosen from a pool of talents and sent to Bourdamun. I hope you don't fall short of everyone's expectations. Build Bourdamun up and turn its fortune around." Arthur's encouragement gave Noah enormous support.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Nelson is retired and has no right to interfere in any operational decisions. How dare he barge into an important work meeting to obstruct the project? "To determine whether this is being manipulated behind the scenes, I authorize Noah to report to the public security agency, conduct an investigation, and gather evidence. I don't care who it is. They'll be dealt with according to the law." I was left speechless. Arthur immediately foresaw the chain reaction and gave explicit instructions. It appeared that I had unintentionally given Noah a boost, effectively resolving his concerns.
I must say, I was quite a lucky star. Arthur's words were like Noah's weapon.
As Arthur's instructions continued over the phone, Nelson's face grew increasingly pale, and his hands trembled non-stop.
I stared at him, and he scrutinized me. His eyes were filled with hostility, but he was powerless to change the situation.
After Noah ended the call, he remained humble and said, "Mr. Nelson, this is the directive from the higher-ups. I believe there's no need forto repeat it. Letarrange for someone to send you home." Noah's secretary rushed in as if he needed to speak with Noah.
He looked at the secretary. "Say it." The secretary shuddered. "Mr. Noah, there's a group of people causing trouble outside. They have banners and brought a lot of reporters making a scene." Content belongs to ŚwEveryone's eyes involuntarily turned toward Nelson. This was definitely his move.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmNoah turned to Nelson and asked, "Mr. Nelson, I presthese areét I your people? Do you want them to leave on your orders, or should I call the police and have them handle it?" Nelson was visibly angered this time.
you've stood up, trembling. "Noah, how got snerve. Fine, you treat your elders!" S He scoffed coldly and hobbled toward the exit.
is Noah was still considerate, immediately instructing his secretary, "Have someone escort him hand make sure he gets there safely." The secretary promptly followed orders and left.
Just as the people in the conference room sighed in relief, the secretary returned in a hurry.
He said, "N-Not good, Mr. Noah! M-Mr. Nelson fainted." This sentence scared all of us. We stood up and walked outside.
No matter what, he was still an older man who had just left this building. If something happened, it would be hard to explain.
We walked outside the office building, only to see Nelson lying motionless in front of those demonstrators.
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