The Deserted Rich Beauty novel Chapter 1665

The old man snorted coldly. "Now, the company's books look horrible. There's no profit at all. It looks like tens of thousands of employees in the company are going to lose their jobs. To save the company, I decided to suspend the business and rectify the company's management."

He spoke with full confidence.

The man was not afraid of opposition.

Clayton calmly sat across from him and smiled.

"Then how do you plan to rectify it? Even if you have all of Quavon's shares, you’re not the largest shareholder. So, I’m afraid that you don’t have a say in the rectification of the company's management."

The old man laughed like he was sneering.

"Clayton, you still don't know, right? Now, the top and middle management have collectively submitted their resignation letters. They're asking you to give up your position as President. It doesn’t matter if you don't agree to suspend the business. You can wait for them t o resign. That way, the whole company will go on strike and the projects will stop. The losses incurred will be up to billions of dollars a day. In a few days, you'll be bankrupt. Is this what you want?”

Clayton looked at him with a cold and intimidating gaze. His dark eyes were exuding a dense chill.

The people around him did not dare to make a single sound.

Clayton did not know that things had already reached such a grim state.

It seemed like they had planned this behind his back for a long time.

Clayton did not expect someone to willingly come forward even when Quavon was locked up.

The old man looked at Clayton with confidence and smiled.

"We all know that you don’t have much affection for the Sloan family. If you were really interested in this company, you wouldn't have moved your career to Mediania. You’re so in love with that woman in Mediania. Since you’ve chosen her, you should simply give up. In the future, if Sloan Corporation does well, you'll naturally have a share of the pie. Stanton Corporation won’t care how things are with Sloan Corporation as long as you cooperate with us. As for your father and your brother, we won’t pursue your responsibility..."

The old man had already thought about everything for them.

He was just waiting for Clayton to nod his head.

The meeting room was incredibly silent. No one dared to breathe too loudly.

Clayton lowered his eyes and pondered for a long time, as if he was weighing the pros and cons.

Just when everyone thought that Clayton would compromise, his phone suddenly rang.

It cut through the silence in the meeting room.

His gaze flickered, and he saw the name flashing on the screen.