Chapter 33 Empty Effort
"A little over a hundred bucks!"
"Haha, is Michael dismissing a beggar?"
"Isn’t Noah just a beggar?"
The colleagues burst into laughter.
"Of course, if you don't want to be fired, there's another choice." Michael's tone suddenly changed.
"I've been pursuing Lisa since college for a whole four years without any result.
"I only went abroad to study for a year, and when I came back, I found out that my goddess had married you, a poor guy! It was infuriating!"
Anger appeared in Michael's eyes as he clenched his fists.
"You need to divorce Lisa. If you divorce her, I won't fire you. I might even give you half a million in profits.
"Half a million is not a small amount for you, Noah. Think about it seriously."
"Are you an idiot?" Noah looked at Michael sarcastically.
Lisa was the love of Noah’s life. The thought of divorce had never crossed Noah's mind.
"Half a million is not a small amount for you, Noah."
Mia said, "With that $500,000, you can easily open a small grocery store in Hamlet and live a leisurely life! If I were you, I would definitely choose to divorce!"
"Why is money the only thing in your mind?" Noah sneered.
"You..."
Mia was so angry that she couldn't speak.
"Do you know what it feels like to work hard without any reward?" Noah looked at Michael.
"Of course I do."
Michael grinned. "That must be how you feel now. You worked hard and created millions in profit for me, but you won’t get a single penny! It's like pouring water into a basket! I can’t believe someone as foolish as you exists, hahaha!"
"I'll give you ten seconds to consider, Noah. If you divorce Lisa, I'll give you $500,000. Otherwise, get lost immediately!"
As Michael finished speaking, his phone suddenly rang.
When he picked it up, he saw that it was Robert from the Royal Hospital.
"Hello, Robert!" He answered the phone with enthusiasm and a smile on his face.
"Are you satisfied with the medical equipment produced by MedicaVibe Ventures, which you now use at the Royal Hospital?"
"We’ve canceled your contract with the Royal Hospital, Michael. The medical equipment is on its way back," Robert said emotionlessly.
"You’ve canceled the contract?!"
Michael was completely stunned and dumbfounded.
"Why... why did you cancel it?"
He couldn't believe it. "We signed a contract, Robert. If you cancel it, you’ll have to compensate for the breach of contract."
"Compensation? Haha, you should be grateful that I didn't ask you for compensation," Robert sneered. "Your medical equipment has serious quality problems and almost caused chaos in our hospital!"
"That's impossible! Our medical equipment goes through strict inspections, there can't be any quality problems!" Michael shook his head.
“If I said there are quality problems, there are quality problems." Robert's attitude was domineering. "Plenty of manufacturers produce medical equipment, we don't need you! Starting today, the Royal Hospital will no longer cooperate with MedicaVibe Ventures, and we will spread this news."
To Michael, the last sentence was a catastrophe.
He turned pale.
The Royal Hospital was the largest hospital in Oceanbridge City and was very well known.
If Robert spread the news about the quality issues with their medical equipment, it would be difficult for MedicaVibe Ventures to survive in this industry!
Bankruptcy would await them!
"Robert!" Michael immediately said, "I admit that there is a problem with the medical equipment, and we can cancel the contract, but I only ask one thing. Please don't spread this news! If you spread it, it will push our company to a dead end! Robert..."
Click!
Before he could finish speaking, the Robert hung up.
"How could this happen...?" Michael felt powerless as he sat on the chair with a blank expression, muttering, "How could this happen? It’s impossible for the medical equipment to have a problem, why...?"
In that instant, he felt like he had gone from heaven to hell.
He had been in a good mood, after all, they had just secured a lucrative deal with the Royal Hospital.
But Robert's phone call was like a bucket of ice water being poured over his head, making him feel chilled to the bone.
The colleagues present fell silent, feeling bitter.
Now that the contract with Robert had been canceled, the 20,000 dollars they were supposed to receive as bonuses was now just an illusion.
"Do you know what it feels like to work hard without any reward?" Noah looked at Michael and asked.
He believed that Michael understood what that sentence meant.
"Noah, don’t you have any manners? How could you say such cold words here?" Mia's gaze turned cold as she reprimanded Noah. "In a situation like this, we should face it together!"
"I've already been fired, I'm no longer part of the company, so I can't say that?" Noah smiled.
"You... You make me so angry!" Mia gritted her teeth. "I shouldn’t be angry, being angry will cause wrinkles. I’ll feel so much better if I look at my idol!" She took out her phone, opened a short video of the owner driving a Rolls-Royce, and started watching it. Her mood did improve.
"My idol has a healing effect!" Mia exclaimed. "When the company faces difficulties, my idol's videos inspire me. He is the sun in my heart. This isn’t such a big deal!"
Her mood instantly improved.
Creak!
Suddenly, the door to the private room opened, and four or five waitresses walked in.
They were young girls, dressed in purple uniforms that showed off their slender legs, and each of them was tall and had shy and excited expressions on their faces.
"What are you doing here? Can't you see that we're eating?" Mia asked, frowning.
"Sorry for the disturbance." One of the waitresses spoke up.
This waitress was the same one who had brought Noah into the Orchard Breeze Alcove.
"Um, can I have the autograph of the owner of the Rolls-Royce? "The waitress mustered up the courage to speak, looking directly at Noah.
"Yeah! We're all fans of yours, can you give us an autograph?"
" I really like you!" the service staff exclaimed one after another, looking at Noah with stars in their eyes.
"The owner of the... the Rolls-Royce?!" Mia's eyes widened. "Where is he? Where is my idol? Is he in this private room?!"
Her gaze wandered around the room like a girl in love, but only her colleagues were in the room. How could the owner of the Rolls-Royce be among them?
"Are those service staff crazy?" Mia shook her head.
Meanwhile, one of the service staff had approached Noah, extending her fair and delicate palm face up.
Her heart raced and she blushed.
"I didn't bring any paper, so... could you sign my hand?"
