Chapter 743 Shut Up!
Of course, it's your company, and you have the final say!
Who would dare to say she can't?
The executives nodded one after another and added:
"Hello, Madam President!"
"Madam President is becoming more and more beautiful. She has such a good relationship with Mr. Windsor!"
"Madam President is famous for her intelligence and high IQ. Understanding the meeting must be a piece of cake."
...
Suddenly breaking into the meeting and sitting on Oliver's lap in front of so many people, Natalie kissed Oliver, making such a loud noise... Natalie was already very embarrassed, and these people kept commenting on it sentence after sentence.
Natalie really wanted them all to shut up and disappear on the spot.
"I, I won't listen anymore, you guys continue," Natalie quickly stood up and tried to slip away, having no interest in listening to any meeting.
But as soon as she raised her butt, Oliver pressed it back down with his hand on her waist and let out a deep chuckle.
Oliver's laughter was very pleasant, but now Natalie didn't have the energy to appreciate his laugh and really wanted to hit him.
And she actually did.
The woman clenched her fist and punched the man's shoulder, threatening in a low voice, "Stop laughing! Shut up!"
After she finished speaking, she unconsciously turned her head to look at the situation in the meeting room. The executives were all staring at her and Oliver in shock. As soon as she turned her head, she pretended not to see anything.
Natalie: "..." Since you all want to pretend you didn't see anything, can you at least act better!
"Alright, no more laughing," Oliver said without smiling, but his body couldn't help but emit a deep and pleasing laughter, as if he had successfully pulled off a prank.
Natalie glared at him, wanting nothing more than to leave this place quickly.
When Natalie left the room, Oliver's smile disappeared, returning to his previous gentlemanly and indifferent Mr. Windsor persona.
"You all saw it, my wife needs me for something," Oliver looked at the people in the video and glanced at the record of the meeting time. "This meeting has been going on for an hour and thirty-eight minutes, with valuable content not exceeding ten minutes. Let's adjourn."
The sudden adjournment stunned many people.
When Oliver said adjourn, he really meant it, abruptly ending the video.
The executives all looked towards Charles, who was not appearing in the video frame in the meeting room, hoping for some advice from him.
Charles remained composed, observing everyone and keeping his thoughts to himself. Only after the meeting ended did Charles speak, "Think about what you presented to Mr. Windsor today. It was only problems without solutions, only criticism without practical suggestions. If I may speak frankly, you should thank Mrs. Windsor."
Before Natalie entered Oliver's study, Oliver had already admonished several executives with sharp words. If it wasn't for Natalie being outside the study, these people probably would have been scolded by Oliver.
If it weren't for Natalie interrupting him halfway in the study, Oliver wouldn't have ended the meeting so soon - before ending it, he was definitely going to scold those who should be scolded, deduct the bonuses of those who should have their bonuses deducted, and make those who should be shut down shut down.
"Furthermore, Jiang would like to remind everyone that although Mr. Windsor is accompanying his wife in Tycoon City, you should understand his abilities. Even if he is wholeheartedly accompanying his wife, he can easily resolve these work matters. So," Charles paused, smiling meaningfully and stopping at that point, "please be well prepared for the next meeting."
Everyone present had worked with Oliver for many years and knew the president's temper. Indeed, they thought that the president would not pay much attention to work while indulging in romance. The content of this meeting was indeed perfunctory.
So Mr. Windsor figured it out all at once?
With this thought, a cold sweat broke out on everyone's foreheads.
This indeed had to be thanked to Natalie. Mr. Windsor was someone who couldn't tolerate people being perfunctory. If they held a position, they should take care of their responsibilities. To put it harshly, someone who occupies a position but doesn't do anything can be thrown out of RK Corporation.
"Charles, there is one more thing," one of the executives who had a good relationship with Charles received a frantic hint from a colleague and asked Charles, "Ms. Natalie and Mr. Windsor..."
Charles pretended to be surprised and said with a half-smile, "I thought Mr. Windsor made it very clear, and I address her as Mrs. Windsor, not Miss Watson."
Isn't that a reconciliation?
Oh no, they didn't successfully divorce in the first place.
Charles walked out of the meeting room with the documents, no longer revealing any unnecessary information.
It was enough for these people to know that Natalie was still Mrs. Windsor. Some information should only be known by the president's assistant and the president's secretary. These executives, with their extensive network in various fields under the identity of RK Corporation, should rightfully serve the lady of the house.
The executives looked at each other, all in shock.
"Just now...what I heard and saw, wasn't a dream, right?"
"If it was a dream, then I guess we all had the same dream."
"No, didn't we hear people in their circle say that Natalie doesn't like Mr. Windsor?"
"Will this matter be known only to us? Wow...the feeling of knowing a shocking scandal!"
"What are you thinking about? Do you really think Charles and Assistant Bryant wouldn't know? The whole group in the President's office and Assistant office surely know what's going on with Mr. Windsor. And do you think Isaac wouldn't know?"
"... " Excitement suddenly diminished by half.
The executives present all had a good impression of Natalie. They were all supported by Oliver and didn't think that Natalie's identity didn't match Oliver's and that someone else should be Mrs. Windsor.
Not to mention anything else, just based on the fact that Natalie could make Mr. Windsor's temper better and save them from Mr. Windsor's death stare, this First Lady was very nice!
Natalie sat on the couch with her arms folded, feeling so awkward that she felt like she would evaporate on the spot.
"It's not like you've never seen it before, why be embarrassed?" Oliver walked out, unbuttoning his shirt button by button, and walked towards Natalie. He seemed relaxed and didn't show any embarrassment at being caught in an inappropriate situation by a subordinate in a formal setting.
Thick-skinned people were truly different!
Natalie picked up a pillow next to her and threw it at Oliver, "Just shut up! You did it on purpose!"
The man easily dodged, tilting his head. "How did I do it on purpose?"
Oliver absolutely refused to admit it.
He couldn't admit why Natalie made him feel that way.
"It's clear that you did it on purpose, I know!" Natalie raised her chin and glared at him unhappily. "If you didn't do it on purpose, then why didn't you remind me?"
"Remind you," Oliver raised an eyebrow and stood in front of Natalie, "is that my style?"
Yes, reminding someone wasn't Mr. Windsor's style at all.
He loved watching dramas.
"Don't worry, they all approve of you as the First Lady." Oliver pulled Natalie up from the couch so she wouldn't strain her neck talking to him. "Your shoes have arrived, come and try them on."
As Oliver spoke, he pulled Natalie towards the wardrobe.
"What shoes?"
"The ones for tomorrow's stage."
The "Supermodel" committee prepared clothes for the mentors to wear during the competition. These clothes were different from those of the contestants. They were the latest works from major brands or independent designers, and the mentors would subtly promote these works.
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