People like Christian had barely any contribution to the company. He wanted to ride on the coattails of others and took a fierce risk, but he ultimately failed. Keeping him would not only be useless but it would also set a bad precedent in the company.
If everyone wanted Nicole to bet on her future like this, would she still be as lucky as she was this time?
There was absolutely no way Nicole would let Christian and Xion Jenner off the hook so easily.
Christian's face was ugly and flustered as he looked towards Grant.
"President Grant, it's all for the sake of the company. Xion and I were taking on this project for the company. We’re happier than anyone else now that M s. Nicole landed the deal..."
Grant's gaze was cold as he looked at Christian.
"So, you don’t plan on leaving?"
As soon as those words were said, the atmosphere in the meeting room suddenly grew cold and stagnant.
Everyone's gaze felt like needles stabbing at Christian's face, piercing him with shame and embarrassment.
Yes, Christian did not want to leave like that.
However, Grant’s words were ruthless.
Christian stuttered and finally looked at Grant and Nicole, who did not look like they had the slightest intention to keep him.
He gritted his teeth. "What do you mean by leaving? I'm a shareholder of Stanton Corporation. If I want to leave, I'll have to get Chairman Stanton’s consent first, right?"
Christian's eyes flashed with a smirk of triumph.
Nicole raised her brows and smiled.
"Yes, you should.”
She took out her phone and called Floyd in front of everyone.
Christian's expression faintly stiffened as his heart clenched.
Beep- Beep-
Til N, I'm fishing for our lunch now. Are you guys coming home for lunch?”
Floyd’s voice was leisurely and brisk. They could even hear the breeze on the other end.
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