Chapter 1090
Chapter 1090:
“Cut ties with her right now! She’s bad luck, you’re blind if you can’t see it p>
“Mr. Elliott, don’t drag the whole company down with you p>
The uproar continued until Myron simply gestured for the assistant to close the door.
Once the room quieted a little, he tapped his finger on the table. The sound was sharp and clear, enough to silence the rest.
“First of all, I’m very optimistic about Yaroslav Technology’s project,” Myron said.
Someone immediately objected. “Mr. Elliott, that project is doomed! Don’t do this just to protect Millie p>
Another tap of his finger, and the man fell silent.
Myron continued evenly, “I’ve said this before, my decisions about Millie won’t change. As for Yaroslav Technology, I plan for Elliott Group to participate in their project. Mack has scheduled a meeting with Foley from Yaroslav Technology this afternoon p>
That announcement stirred another wave of protest.
“You can’t do that, Mr. Elliott p>
“You’re under Millie’s spell, wake up p>
“Mr. Elliott, please p>
Myron let them speak. His face didn’t change.
When their voices finally died down, he smiled faintly. “So, you’re all against the investment p>
Everyone nodded.
Myron said, “Let me make this simple. The project has potential. Timing is good, and Millie knows what she’s doing. Yaroslav Technology needs three hundred million. So far, Millie and Charles have put in one hundred fifty. There’s still room for us. This would be a small trial investment. If it succeeds, your year-end bonuses will be handsome. If it fails, it’s just a small loss. The Elliott Group handles projects much larger than this every year p>
𝗀Ɐ𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀.𝒸𝗈𝗺, 𝓶𝗈𝗋𝑒 𝓬𝒉𝒶𝓅𝓉𝑒𝓇𝓈 𝗈𝗇
His words were calm and measured, but the opposition stood firm.
Finally, a middle-aged man rose to his feet. “Mr. Elliott, let’s be honest. You’re not after profit, you’re doing this for Millie, and we won’t agree to it p>
Myron looked up at him.
Mack quickly stepped in. “Do you remember the project you pushed last time? It cost the company five hundred million in the end p>
The man’s face paled, but he barked back, “That’s different!” His voice grew louder. “Myron, the Elliott Group doesn’t belong to you alone p>
Myron gave a short laugh and said, “What if I use my own money then p>
“That’s not acceptable either!” the man snapped.
Myron’s smile deepened. He scanned the room. “Does everyone agree with him?” he asked.
Most people nodded.
“So, I can’t even spend my own money now?” No one dared to speak.
The silence that followed was thick and heavy.
After a moment, Myron leaned back and said, “Fine. We won’t invest. But don’t come crying later p>