Chapter 283 Try To Sabotage Me

Chapter 283 Try To Sabotage Me
Vera's POV

"Okay, okay, okay." The Sales Director nodded repeatedly in agreement.

He spotted a pen and notepad on the conference table, immediately grabbed them, and started scribbling away furiously.

In no time at all, his resignation letter was placed right in front of me. "Ms. Green, please have a look."

I casually glanced at it and smiled. "Director Morris, I approve your resignation. As for the severance package..."

"I don't want any severance!" Director Morris bent over at the waist, hastily refusing.

I said, "Whatever compensation is owed, our company will provide it. Otherwise people will say we're being unreasonable. As for the clients you handle..."

"They're all company property! I won't take a single one!" Director Morris said, his forehead covered in cold sweat.

I smiled. "That's best. Well then, Director Morris, take your time leaving. I won't see you out."

The Sales Director, as if he'd just received a pardon, practically scurried out of there.

I shifted my gaze to the six employees standing at the conference room entrance.

I stood up and walked toward them. Those six had just watched the usually arrogant Sales Director get taken down, and immediately began backing away in fear.

My gaze landed on that sales employee. He'd been shouting the loudest.

I crossed my arms. "Leo White, Sales Department. Joined this March. In just six months, you became top performer."

Leo straightened up slightly. "Ms. Green, you can't fire me. I bring in huge profits."

I scoffed. "You relied on your uncle being Sales Director to steal other people's clients. Have you counted how many sales reps you forced out?"

Leo's face flushed bright red.

I looked at the others.

"You're the HR supervisor, right? Twenty-three years old, high school diploma? Who hired you?"

"And you, from Finance. Last time you left off a zero—who took the fall?"

"And you two from Creative. One studied literature, the other English. Do you even know how to draw jewelry design sketches?"

"People like you call yourselves the company's backbone!"

"Where exactly did you get this confidence?"

That last line, I said louder. All six jumped in fright.

After dealing with those six, I returned to my seat. I placed both hands on the table, scanning the room. "Does anyone have objections to my disciplinary actions?"

The conference room fell silent.

I looked at Rose. "Ms. West, any objections?"

Rose kept a stern expression. "No."

I looked at the other executives. "What about you?"

"No." The others practically fell over each other answering.

Only then did I sit down.

I said calmly, "Today's meeting is about breaking the ice—letting everyone know my work style."

"If anyone doesn't like my management style and wants to leave, bring it up now. You'll get every cent owed."

"But if you want to stay, put away any inappropriate schemes. Don't try to fool me, and don't damage the company's interests."

"Of course, I believe in clear rewards and punishments. As long as you deliver results, I won't shortchange you."

"I hope we can cooperate happily and create something brilliant."

Thunderous applause erupted throughout the conference room.

I stood up and smiled. "That concludes today's meeting. Dismissed."

I returned to my office. Tina followed right behind.

Her attitude was clearly more respectful. She asked, "Ms. Green, would you like coffee?"

I glanced at the time. Nearly end of workday.

I shook my head. "No need. Is there something you wanted to tell me?"

Tina hesitated.

I smiled. "I'm pretty open-minded. You can tell me directly."

"Ms. Green, you've investigated Ms. West's background, right?"

I nodded. "Rose West, thirty-two. Entered this company ten years ago. She has the deepest seniority."

Tina said worriedly, "Ms. West's influence is far greater than what you've uncovered. You confronted her directly—I'm worried it'll make things difficult."

I looked at Tina with surprise. I hadn't expected she would warn me. I smiled. "Thanks for the reminder. I understand Rose's situation."

Rose was clever. She cultivated her own power base, replacing executives with people aligned with her. These people brought in friends and family, turning the company into essentially a family business.

Grant Group headquarters had too many subsidiaries to pay attention. By the time they sent managers to reform things, those managers were pushed out.

Rose was close with Nathan, so he turned a blind eye.

Tina smiled. "Ms. Green, if you need anything, please ask."

I smiled. "Actually, there is something. The LA Screenwriters Guild is holding a script competition soon, right?"

Tina nodded. "That's correct. All production companies and independent writers can submit screenplays."

I said, "This is a great opportunity to boost visibility. We might even secure development deals on-site."

Tina's face showed difficulty. "The Guild has very high standards. They screen submissions to determine which scripts advance to the showcase round."

"Our submission was originally Ms. West's responsibility. But she's been saying she's not feeling well and handed the task to writers below her. Without Director West personally writing the screenplay, getting our script selected will be extremely difficult."

I knew Rose was trying to sabotage me. If she thought this would make me back down, she was naive.

I smiled. "Don't worry, I have my own methods. Help me get all the details about the submission process and timeline. I guarantee our screenplay will be selected."

Tina's face lit up. "I'll go prepare right away."

My phone received a text message. It was from Atlas. He was waiting for me downstairs at the company.

I gathered up my bag and said, "Thanks for all your help. I'm heading out for the day."