Chapter 1263
"Yeah, Ms. Woods, please." The rest of the group got up one by one, looking all frazzled and lost.
"Shouldn't you be thinking about how to survive before asking for another shot?" Fiona's voice was calm. "So, have you figured out your plan for the next quarter?"
The room, which was buzzing with pleas a moment ago, went quiet.
"Tomorrow, I'll send an engineer from Solomon Group AI to visit. If you get any ideas, submit a solid proposal to Solomon Group headquarters within three days. I'll decide if you get this chance based on how feasible your plan is," Fiona said coolly.
The Jam team was stunned. "An engineer from Solomon Group AI?"
"They'll give you some technical guidance. Whether you can grasp and use it in your operations is up to you." Fiona paused.
She flipped through a stack of documents beside her. "Also, if a tree keeps pests out of pity, it'll eventually die from those pests. Look at your employee records, they're awful. Anyone would say no wonder you've been losing money for six months straight; there's not a single capable person here."
After Fiona finished, she lost her patience and headed for the door.
Jam wanted to follow her out but was stopped by Henry.
"Jam, Ms. Woods means what she says. Don't waste your time; sit down and get back to it." Henry glanced at the resumes scattered on the floor by Fiona. "And don't bother with other stuff. Take a good look at these resumes. Even a small company with way less investment than yours has higher hiring standards."
With that, he shook his head and followed Fiona.
"Mr. Winchester," someone in the conference room called out to Jam.
Jam snapped back to reality, looking serious, and picked up a random resume from the floor.
It was someone who had been with the company for six years.
A graduate from a non-prestigious school with a salary higher than the industry standard, surpassing many graduates from top schools, and even on par with employees from companies ranked in the top fifty by QS.
If their skills and achievements were outstanding, their educational background wouldn't matter.
But they weren't bad, just too average.
He picked up another resume.
Same story.
Jam went through seventeen or eighteen resumes in a row, then sat down.
He thought for a moment and called a headhunter he knew, "I need to hire a few people."
He quickly listed the types of talent he needed and asked about the salaries.
When he hung up, Jam's mind was a mess.
One of them said, "Jam, what do you mean? Didn't we agree to support those colleagues who have been with us for years?"
Jam slammed the table and stood up, his face red. "This is a company, we take investments to make money! Fiona said those things about us, and don't you feel ashamed?"
Everyone was startled and didn't dare to make a sound.
When Fiona said those words, some people in the conference room already looked uncomfortable, like they were the ones being scolded.
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