NovelEnglishChapter 839 Laughingstock Leslie hadn't competed against Ivan for a long time. After planning and preparing carefully, he even lost miserably.
How could Leslie not be annoyed? He hated Ivan to the core, gritting his teeth in anger.
"Get a self-reflection," Leslie bit out but couldn't vent his anger. "Write it down." "Yes, Mr. Eastwood.” Josh turned away, lowering his head. He realized Catherine had been a drag on their team.
Half an hour later, the bid for the Marsh Group's new products reached 100 million dollars. All sold.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe news about the release conference was quickly reported online.
The R-Alan Group and Leslie becthe top trending topic, far more famous than Ivan and Jennifer. Leslie had becthe laughingstock in the circle and the annual joke.
The scenes where his ex-wives spoke through the speakers were made into different emojis, going viral on all social media platforms.
The netizens discussed which one was the most attractive and even started a vote.
Seeing that news, Leslie was angry through embarrassed and had murderous intentions.
"What is the PR department doing? Idiots! Why can't they suppress the news? Go to Hell!" "Mr. Eastwood, the PR department is working on it. So many reporters have posted the news, and the netizens reposted it everywhere. Sposts were deleted, but the new ones appeared again the next second.” The senior executive couldn't do anything.
"Spend smoney to reduce the news' ranking on the trends.” "Yes, Mr. Eastwood." Not to mention the news, when the R-Alan Group employees in the PR department saw the emojis based on Leslie's ex-wives, they couldn't help laughing.
Leslie wanted to spend money to repress the news, and he would have another significant loss.
Meanwhile, a white Maybach was heading for the Marsh Group, which was several hundred yards away from World Trade Tower.
Mya was sitting in the passenger's seat.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"I'll go out to fetch a file later. Letgive you a ride to the company,” said Finnley, "Let's have dinner together. There's a celebration party this evening.” "Where is it?" Mya is always interested in food.
"Emerald Bay." "OK." Mya gestured at him and asked excitedly, "Catherine Collins will never bounce back, will she? She should go to jail for sure, right?" "There's always a reversal in everything,” Finnley answered clinically, "Leslie Eastwood has a strong force behind him." "Does Ivan fear him?" Mya was confused. "Leslie Eastwood has a backer, but so what? If van wants to fight against them, he'll win, won't he?" "He doesn't fear them," Finnley answered, "However, things are always changing. We cannot celebrate the victory until the last second when the enemies are convicted guilty." Mya understood. Nodding, she chuckled, "You've been working for Ivan for such a long time, so you consider things in an overall aspect. You also becsteady and calm.” "I must be steady and calm if | want to be successful.” Finnley pulled the car over nearby the company entrance. "Here we go.
Do you needto walk you upstairs?" "No, thanks." Mya unbuckled the seat belt and got down. "Bye. Be careful when driving." After watching her enter the lobby, Finnley restarted the engine.
He felt relaxed while being with her. Even the air was sweet around them. Looking ahead, Finnley smiled.
Soon, his phone rang.
He pulled it out and checked the caller ID, only to see an unknown number.
"Hello?" "Hello, Finnley." Pierre's anxious voice was heard. "Eloise wrote a long suicide note and was missing. | called her phone but failed to reach her. Has she contacted you? Finnley... Boohoo..." "A suicide note?" "Mr. Calder, calm down." Finnley held the steering wheel with one hand. "Eloise didn't contact me."
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