Tom was looking at each furniture component that had been withdrawn in the past three days. He thought of a way to regain a wide range of markets to generate more demand.
Slowly but surely, he made sure that each piece of furniture was repaired until there were no small parts left to become bad things in the future. He also tried out each of the drawer rails that had been upgraded to double track rails with a slow motion effect when closed tightly.
"This is good."
Lark Brown, the factory manager standing in front of Tom, nodded in approval. "How are we going to deal with the costs involved if all the goods are withdrawn from circulation, Mr Cobb?"
"Gimme all the purchasing data for the past five years. I'll take care of it. And you don't have to think about the costs. Because that's not part of your job, is it?"
Lark nodded obediently as Tom stood up and walked past him. "Will we
Tom had just arrived home to find all his clothes thrown out. He grabbed some shirts his dad had given him as a gift when he returned with Pete the week before Arthur and Shannon's thwarted engagement. He draped them over his broad shoulders.Quietly, Tom walked into the Fischer's palatial mansion. In fact, a guard with an all-black look detained him there."Tell me, do you have an appointment with Mr Fischer?"Tom shook his head, then looked at them quizzically before finally seeing Pete come out with two large suitcases. "Shouldn't we have equal rights in this house?"Unfortunately, Arthur heard Tom's ridiculous question. He laughed, then descended the stairs quickly. "My bad. But this is my right. Isn't this house already mine?"Pete turned to Tom and handed him an empty suitcase to put all of Tom's clothes that Arthur had thrown out. "Pack your things, Tom."
"Can you forgive my mum's behaviour, Aland?"Shannon and Tom were sitting on the bonnet of the car enjoying the stars when suddenly Shannon remembered Jill's behaviour to Tom at the hospital.Instead of answering, Tom put his hands together behind his head as he lay down. He looked up at the stars, trying to ignore Shannon's earlier request."Are you angry about that, Aland? I no longer know who to tell. But mum's attitude is just so arrogant. I mean, I don't mean to worsen her image in front of you. But she really can't control herself when she's angry. Especially when Camellia gets hurt.""Does she get that angry when she sees you hurt, too?"Tom's question certainly made Shannon divert her attention. Her vision blurred, especially when she looked back at Tom, who was lying on his arm."No one else will worry about someone else's child as much as a mum worr
"There are five new requests, Mr Cobb!"Lark Brown approached hurriedly. He showed him some emails that had arrived on the laptop he had just opened in his room.Tom was intrigued, taking his eyes off his own laptop. "Have you read them? Please make a list, then send it to the design department to get the right price.”Lark frowned as he found Tom refocusing on the demand graph of the past five years. "Isn't this too complicated, Mr Cobb? We only have one interior designer. Shouldn't we get someone else for the same job?"Tom thought for a moment, then replied firmly. "Five design requests can still be handled by one designer, Mr Brown. He can work on them according to the queue. Didn't we also write the rules correctly as agreed in the meeting yesterday?""No, you can't, Mr Cobb. Making customers wait longer will make them feel ignored. This is a good start, isn't it? Ther
Jill paced in front of the cage where Camellia lay helpless. She had been working from the hospital for almost two days just to look after Camellia.While continuing to encourage Camellia to talk to wake up soon, Jill continued to monitor the progress of many parties. Especially about JF Properties, which in fact made significant sales.Jill was furious. Her head was suddenly filled with endless swearing at only Tom and Shannon, who had survived the death she had created. "What the holy shit! How am I going to remain silent while my daughter struggles to die and that piece of rubbish keeps making more sales again?"Jill's hands clenched into tight fists. Almost all of her plans had fallen apart. Even hurting those closest to her.Quietly, Jill reached for her phone. She called the person she had trusted to monitor the progress of the subsidiary. Tom was now running under his new system.
Arthur widened his eyes when he heard Shannon's voice from the door of the room. Swallowing hard, he looked at Shannon, who came with Tom with a parcel. "You overheard what you shouldn't have?"Tom laughed. He walked in with an arm around Shannon's shoulders to approach the cage. "We just came and opened the door, Arthur. Why would we come here to listen to your sadness life story?"This, of course, inflamed Arthur. He gritted his teeth, holding back the anger that he was so eager to unleash. Not because it was called pathetic, but because he saw Tom's touch on Shannon's shoulder that was not distant."You shouldn't be here. Even Camellia would never accept you. Aren't you the cause of Camellia's current state?"Shannon sat beside the bed on the other side of the cage after placing the fruit parcel on the table. "We never expected this accident to happen either, Arthur. But if it wasn't for her request to use Tom'
"I'll marrying Camellia, Mrs Reynolds."Jill had just returned from a smoke break in the special room when Arthur made his statement. For a moment, Jill was stunned with surprise. She gave Arthur a bombastic eye."Are you kidding me?"Arthur approached quickly. He led Jill gently to the sofa. There was some food that Arthur had ordered earlier to lobby for Camellia. He really couldn't see any holes in Tom's statement and couldn't wait to demand more."Really, Mrs Reynolds. I didn't mean to patronise you by trying to marry Shannon, then moving on to Camellia, did I."Arthur paused his sentence as Jill sat on the sofa looking for a good excuse. "You know, like you said before. You're too tired of trivial things like looking after Camellia. Can't I be relied upon? I'll be the standby husband who will take care of her whenever and wherever, Mrs Reynolds."Jill sm
"How about we get married right away, Ms Reynolds?" Instead of answering with excitement, Tom's unprepared proposal left Shannon shocked. She bowed her head in restraint before she actually shook her head and let out a giggle. Tom was silent as he watched Shannon, who was intrigued by his sudden, no-nonsense proposal. He snickered briefly, then returned to staring at his laptop screen showing the performance of the employees at JF Moulding that he had begun to notice from the surveillance cameras. "Is something funny, Ms Reynolds? I don't think I'm being funny. I've thought that question through pretty well, too. You know, it's just information for you. I never joke about my survival." Shannon pressed her lips together and shook her head slowly. She ran her fingers through her hair until her bangs fell behind her ears. "No, Aland. Please don't take offence. It's nothing funny. It's just that I was surprised to hear you out of the blue ask me to marry you. Whereas before, you even k
“What the other plan was Arthur thinking of? He even got down on one knee just to apologise. Doesn’t that seem strange, Pete?”Pete nodded and reached for an important document on the progress of the three subsidiaries, now under Arthur’s control. It wasn’t he was ignoring it; it was just that he was trying to think rationally after seeing the revenue graph that never even increased.“Maybe he’s trying to make you feel good. I don’t know for sure. But two of his subsidiaries are in bankruptcy. He can’t get back on his feet if he just relies on himself.”Tom reached for the document Pete had given him. He rubbed it around his mouth while trying to think of the worst possibilities. “So far, JF Load is still operating. I guess he’s still saving this one.”“He never even evaluated the work of the employees, Tom. How is he going to save it?”Tom got up from his office and shook his head slowly. He looked up at the blue sky through the glass window that connected to the courtyard. “Could it