Chapter 10 Hugo Hayes Arrives

Dubbed the boss of some inconsequential company, Henry Doyle: "..."

The faces of the other shareholders held a hint of spectacle as well, everyone catching the bittersweet look in the others' eyes.

Ellie Doyle coughed.

Gideon Smith immediately shut his mouth.

Glancing at the time on her watch, Ellie Doyle didn't want to continue wasting time and spoke directly, "Shortly, I want the heads of each department to send me the assessment forms for this quarter. Once I've reviewed them, I'll reorganize everyone's work."

"Also, since Director Smith is here as well, it's a good time for our two companies to talk about collaboration."

Hearing Ellie Doyle switch the conversation to him, Gideon Smith immediately responded with a smile, "No problem! I happen to have a few projects recently that haven't been contracted out yet. We can sign the contracts right now!"

After Gideon Smith's words fell.

A silence descended upon everyone.

This Director Smith belonged to a stratum of society totally inaccessible to small companies like theirs.

How come, now...

Director Smith was eagerly looking to sign contracts with them?

Were they dreaming?

You see,

The projects that Director Smith could handle would likely dwarf the annual profits of their small company with just a slight oversight.

While everyone thought they were dreaming,

Gideon Smith piped up again, cheerfully presenting a few contracts in his hands to Ellie Doyle, "Here are some of our recent projects, take a look and see if they meet your expectations? If not, I've got a few other projects on my side!"

Ellie Doyle briefly glanced over them, "Hmm, arrange them as you see fit."

Gideon Smith nodded happily right away, "Alright, I'll make a call and arrange it now!"

Ellie Doyle looked up again, her gaze landing on the shareholders and upper management who were still completely dazed, "Have you all remembered the tasks I just assigned?"

The meeting room was quiet.

This silence lasted a few seconds.

Then a unanimously excited response erupted, "We remember, President Doyle!"

That "President Doyle" wasn't Henry, but—Ellie!

None of those present were fools.

Everyone could tell that Director Smith had an unusual relationship with Ellie Doyle.

Clinging to the big tree that was Director Smith, soaring to new heights with the company was merely a matter of time.

Especially for the old employees who had started out with the company.

The dividends they would receive then were certainly substantial!

With this in mind, everyone present was already thrilled.

Their gazes toward Ellie were filled with respect and admiration.

Seeing this, Ellie was pleased. She nodded slightly, stood up, and her gaze fell on Henry Doyle, "I'll give you three hours to consider the transfer agreement. After three hours, my lawyer will come over. If you still haven't made up your mind by then, I'll have no choice but to take legal action."

With that,

Ellie Doyle didn't linger.

She walked briskly out of the meeting room.

Seeing Ellie Doyle leave, Gideon Smith had no interest in staying either. He slapped his thighs, got up, and followed her out.

Inside the meeting room.

All the shareholders and company executives were all smiles as they looked at Henry Doyle, "Old Henry, since President Doyle has left, we'll get back to work too."

"Ha ha, Old Henry, we'll take our leave first."

Hearing his once respectful subordinates now calling him "Old Henry" to his face, Henry Doyle's face turned ashen.

He had fought hard for the company to change its name and reputation.

And now, to surrender it all back.

He was not willing!

He was not willing!!

Henry Doyle's face turned an iron shade of blue as he snorted coldly at his old subordinates without responding to them. He walked swiftly, chasing after the silhouette of Ellie Doyle who had just left.

Meanwhile.

Outside the company.

A black business car had already stopped at the company's entrance.

If someone knowledgeable was here, they would undoubtedly recognize that this car topped the list of the most luxurious cars.

Cars of such calibre were usually found in collections, not on the streets.

Certainly not in a small place like Sea City.

Yet now,

This top-of-the-line luxury car had appeared in Sea City, parked outside a humble, third-rate company's door.

Inside the car.

A young man in the driver's seat cautiously looked through the rearview mirror at the back seat, "Elder Hayes, are you sure that Professor Doyle is here?"

This place wasn't even a hospital.

Could Elder Hayes be mistaken?