Grant would not take the initiative to dismiss Jacob on the condition that he took the initiative to apply to the procurement department.
Jacob was seemingly transferred to a cushy position, but everyone in the company knew that the procurement department was equivalent to logistics. They had no power.
The room was silent for a while.
Jacob’s face turned from white to red. He was almost unable to hold on anymore.
Grant lowered his eyes and took out his phone to deal with other things. There was no emotion on his face as he waited for Jacob to decide on the spot.
He seemed certain that Jacob would not refuse this request.
After more than ten seconds, Jacob spoke nervously. “Okay, I’ll take the initiative to apply.”
Grant let out a faint “mm” and lifted his eyes to look at Jacob.
His next words were accompanied by a hint of warning.
“I’ll talk to Nicole, so you don’t have to take the initiative to tell her and make her come here. She’s not fully recovered yet, so there’s no need for these things to go through her.”
Jacob’s face changed, and he nodded. “Yes, sir.”
Grant meant that Jacob should not go to Nicole to plead for mercy.
It was breaking off his final path.
After Jacob left, Grant picked up his phone and called Nicole.
“I already talked to Jacob. I got him to stay in the procurement department to prepare for retirement.”
Nicole was a little shocked. “He actually agreed?”
“Well, there’s no room for him to oppose. He f*cked up the project to this extent. I’m already being very benevolent for not settling accounts with him.”
Grant’s tone was thick with detachment and indifference.
Nicole paused. “Okay. It’s good if he goes there anyway. Let the Deputy Head of the Project Department take over the project in Sand City for the time being.”
“Alright, it’s settled then.”
Grant finished speaking and hung up the phone. Then, he ordered the company to issue a transfer notice.
He was never worried that Nicole would object. She was even more eager than him to do this.
Once the press conference was over, it meant that things were officially back on track.
Nicole could focus on dealing with that old fox, Quavon.
Ferguson Corporation.
Mitchell saw Logan appear in front of him and felt a little incredulous.
During this recent period, everyone near Nicole seemed to avoid Eric.
However, Logan took the initiative to come to their door. Logan smiled politely and carefully reminded him.
“What are you still standing there for, Mitchell ? Could you help me ask if Mr. Ferguson has time to see me?”
Mitchell froze for a moment and quickly said, “Of course. But… Will Ms. Stanton be coming over?”
Mitchell asked cautiously and tentatively.
If Nicole was coming, he did not even have to ask and would just let them in. Mitchell was like a dog.
Logan said, “No, she’s not coming. That’s why she sent me.”
Mitchell’s expression froze. “Please wait here for a moment. I’ll go ask.”
Then, Mitchell knocked on the door and went into Eric’s office.
The air in Eric’s office was incredibly cold. Even the fish tank in the corner was gone.
That useless Toto was sent to the banks of the Seine by Eric so that he could enjoy the scenery there.
Thus, people generally did not dare to come into Eric’s office easily.
“President, Ms. Stanton’s assistant Logan is here. He’s asking if you have time to meet him. He said that there’s an important matter.”
Eric pursed his lips and frowned slightly. He hesitated for a few seconds before speaking.
“Let him in.”
That was expected.
Mitchell brought Logan in and retreated.
Logan stood there and gently placed the document file in his hand on Eric’s desk.
Eric looked at the somewhat familiar file in front of him. His pupils shrank slightly.
