Before they could react, a statement from the president's office came out on the forum.
There were three main messages in the statement:
First, the Beale Group would not be acquired by the Proctor Group.
Second, the Beale Group would gradually get back on track, so please do your best to do your job.
The third message was that the arrears had been paid, and the extra thousand was to thank everyone
for staying with the Beale Group.
Although the money was not much, it was a token of appreciation.
Those who originally criticized Sharon Allyson instantly stopped talking.
After all, they had waited too long for the salary.
They thought Sharon Allyson came just to do a show, but she solved the most urgent problem on the
very first day.
However, after getting paid, some people still felt that the Beale Group could not recover and chose to
leave.
Soon after Tavis Beale's accident, many people had already left.
In addition to today's incident, the Beale Group became only half the size as before.
Even the company building was empty and quiet.
Sharon Allyson stood in her office, looking down at the street, wondering about something.
Dean Wilson's voice came from behind, "You regret it?"
Sharon Allyson shook her head, "The people who are leaving now are those who have long reported
the wish of leaving, and their minds are long gone from their jobs.Instead of spending time here, they
should go find a better place for them.On the contrary, those who choose to stay in this situation, will
obviously give their best."
Because everyone was very clear that it was the best time to go.It was not a place for messing around.
That's why those who stayed would do their best.
It can be said that the life and death of the Beale Group was also closely related to them.
So they had to fight for it.
Dean Wilson said, "I've read all the details of these projects and will discuss with them one by one later,
telling them what they need to pay attention to.But do you really trust them that much? Do you know
what you will face if they betray you?"
Sharon Allyson withdrew her eyes, turned around and said, "I guess so."
"And you still dare to leave such an important task to them?"
"But I can't find anyone else right now"
Sharon Allyson said, "Besides, there's no better options than them."
Dean Wilson frowned.
He came knowing that the Beale Group's mess was not easy to handle.
And now, it seemed to be the case.
Sharon Allyson added, "And it's not like they're helping me, they're helping themselves."
"How so?"
"They were scapegoated by the Beale Group and took the blame for something that they didn't do.So
they were almost kicked out by the entire industry, unable to find any relevant work.And some even lost
their families and were so humiliated that they couldn't lift their heads.Perhaps money is not the most
important thing for them now but to clear this stigma as soon as possible."
Sharon Allyson continued, "When this is all over and the truth comes out, whether they stay with the
Beale Group or go to other companies, they will be the best in the industry and will definitely not be
treated badly.So even if it's for their own future, they'll give all they have."
Dean Wilson agreed with her statement.
Although the final decision to put the blame on them was made by Tavis Beale, Kale Bee and the
others were not innocent.
The victims had already had a taste of harsh reality and should know better what was good for them.
And Dean Wilson also read their information.
These people were indeed very capable.
They just often had disagreements with Kale Bee and were often tricked by him.
If guessed correctly, Kale Bee was the one proposed the idea of scapegoats to Tavis Beale in order to
help him eliminate the dissidents.
But it was good for Sharon.
Because they would work even harder for Sharon in order to have their revenge.
For the next few days, Sharon Allyson stayed at the Beale Group, reading documents every day until
her head felt dizzy.
When she came home at night and lay in bed, Jameson Proctor put his arm around her waist and said,
"You're even busier than I am."
Sharon Allyson closed her eyes and said, "Who are you looking down on? I'm at least in charge of a
big company now."
"Okay, it's the weekend tomorrow.Let's go out on a date?"
"No."
"Even if you don't need rest, the Beale Group's employees do.
"I want to go to the studio tomorrow, it's been a long time."
Jameson Proctor licked his lips, "I'll wait for you."
Sharon Allyson didn't say another word, only the sound of even breathing.She fell asleep.
Jameson Proctor looked at her sleeping face, so angry and amused, and finally kissed her lightly on
the brow.
Since she didn't have to go to the Beale Group, Sharon Allyson slept two hours longer than usual and
didn't get up until ten o'clock.She sat up and stretched comfortably.
Sleeping in was so comfortable.
Sharon Allyson pulled back the curtains and drifted out of her bedroom, and just as she opened the
door, she smelled smoke.
She choked and coughed twice, pushing the smoke in front of her away with her hands, which cleared
her head.
When Sharon Allyson walked over, Jameson Proctor was coming out of the kitchen.
Sharon Allyson, "..."
She said, "You're blowing up the kitchen."
Jameson Proctor spoke with an expressionless face, "What you wanna eat? I'll have Jacob Green send
it over."
"No, you can give him a break.I'll see what's in the fridge."
Sharon Allyson turned on the range hood and opened the window to the maximum, and in no time the
kitchen was back to normal.She couldn't help but look over at the culprit sitting in the sink.
The bottom of the pot was burned through, and the bowl was all black, except that a few broken
eggshells were faintly visible.
This couldn't be egg custard, right? It was hard for him.
Sharon Allyson got a new pot out, made a new egg custard on the stove, and cleaned up the kitchen.
By the time she was done, Jameson Proctor had come out of the bathroom.
His dark hair still was dripping with water.
Sharon Allyson said as she made the sandwich, "Why do you always have to mess with the kitchen?"
"I followed the tutorial.Why did it fail?"
"Did the tutorial tell you that you need to put water in the pot to steam the eggs?"
Jameson Proctor looked at her with a blank expression, "But I did."
Sharon Allyson turned her head to look at him and laughed, "How much did you put in."
Jameson Proctor didn't say anything.
Sharon Allyson continued, "Didn't I tell you, you don't have to go into the kitchen.I can do it"
"Aren't you tired these days? I just want you to wake up and have breakfast."
Sharon Allyson thought she had heard it wrong.
This really didn't sound like something Jameson Proctor would say.
Looking at Sharon Allyson's astonished gaze, he couldn't help but feel a little bit angry, "Forget it.It's
your loss if you don't get the chance to eat my cooking."
Sharon Allyson, "..."
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