In the presence of so many reporters, Jacob had to hold back his tirade and pretend to apologize instead.
“I'm sorry. There is so much to handle in our company. It is indeed my fault to make such a huge mistake.”
Arielle smiled and continued, “It's all right if you do not repeat your mistake. I have always been one who rewards and punishes accordingly. Since you admit it's your mistake, you will be punished. Well, since you are a longtime faithful staff member, your punishment will be just a slap on the wrist. Your yearly bonus will be forfeited, and six months of your salary will be deducted.”
Upon hearing her words, Jacob gritted his teeth and nodded reluctantly.
“Fine...”
He was not too concerned about the money, but this deduction of his salary was undoubtedly a slap on his face. Unfortunately, there was nothing he could do.
Jacob consoled himself with the thought that the tables would be turned when it was revealed that there were no bionic arms.
Looking at the expression on Jacob's face, Arielle could guess what was on his mind.
She did not say anything but smiled at him. Then she took the microphone, which the emcee handed over to her, and began her speech.
Jacob took the opportunity to signal his assistant to start the live broadcast.
The live broadcast room that was ended not long ago began again, and there were even more viewers this time.
Everyone was able to see Arielle's face as they had hoped the moment the live broadcast was resumed.
Arielle had always met with the press without any makeup on. However, she wore a light, professional-looking makeup paired with matte, jungle-red lipstick that day. The overall impression she gave was beautiful and sassy, precisely what a capable female CEO would look like.
“Wow! That's it! From now on, in all comic books, this will be the face of powerful female CEOs! You are my goddess!”
The fans were exuberant and eagerly waiting to see the bionic arms with excitement.
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