Chapter 807 Going Downhill

Chapter 807 Going Downhill

In the Thomas Group conference room, Joseph was losing his temper because a delayed quote caused a major project to go to a competitor.

Joseph's face was red with anger, and everyone in the room was getting a severe scolding.

Paul sat in the corner, and texted Christina on his phone.

Paul: [Have you made up your mind? Choosing me will definitely not let you down. Even if we don't talk about love, you can still live a carefree life.]

Paul: [If you want to talk about love, that's fine too. I'm very generous.]

Paul: [Anyway, think it over.]

Christina was speechless. 'Is Paul a chatterbox? I hadn't replied to a single message, and he had already sent several.'

Just as Christina was about to respond, Knox walked in. "Miss Mitchell, get ready. Quincy has a surgery later, and we're going to observe."

"Okay." Christina hurriedly put down her phone.

Paul waited, clearly seeing that Christina was typing a message. 'Why is it taking so long for her to finish?'

"Mr. Watson has an inescapable responsibility for this. When the quote was submitted to him for review and signature, he held onto it until this morning." Paul's sharp ears caught someone mentioning him, and he looked up.

Joseph's angry gaze was already directed at him. "Did you tell Paul that the quote was urgent when it was submitted to him?"

"Yes, I did."

Instantly, everyone's eyes turned to Paul, who guiltily placed his phone on the table. Combining the two sentences he had just heard, it was clear that someone was pinning the blame on him.

Paul propped his head with one hand, leaning against the table gently. "Sure enough, newcomers are always destined to take the blame. I've only been in this position for two days, and they're already pinning such a big fault on me."

He squinted his eyes and said what no one else dared to say, "Did the client not give the project to the Thomas Group because of the delayed quote? Clearly, they don't think much of the Thomas Group's technical team. The quote was just an excuse to brush you off."

The truth was so hurtful that everyone lowered their heads. Some were gloating, waiting for Paul to be scolded.

Preston's eyes were deep. He sat in a position just below Joseph. He was the company's general manager, second only to Joseph in the company's hierarchy.

Joseph had two sons: Preston, whose surname was Thomas, and Paul, whose surname was Watson. Preston was the general manager with real power, while Paul had obtained the position of sales deputy manager through means, lacking both strength and authority. Everyone treated him like a child.

It was clear to everyone that Preston was Joseph's carefully groomed heir. The conference room was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

Joseph gripped his phone tightly, almost unable to resist throwing it at Paul. "Now explain this delayed quote situation," he said, almost through gritted teeth.

Paul shrugged. "What's there to explain? Instead of thinking about how to recruit technical talent, you're holding meetings to assign blame. It's a complete waste of resources."

"Are you lecturing me?" Joseph's eyes narrowed dangerously.

Paul replied, "Make me the general manager, and I'll recruit some top talent for you."

Everyone's expressions changed again. They had never seen anyone as shameless as Paul!

A few days ago, Paul had threatened Joseph in front of the entire sales department to get the position of sales deputy manager. Today, in a meeting with the company's top executives, he was demanding to replace Preston.

Everyone treated Paul's words as a joke. Some even laughed out loud. "Mr. Watson, you've only been with the company for a few days and are not yet familiar with the business. How can you be fit for the general manager position? Do you think top talent is so easy to recruit? Don't be too confident, or you might regret it."

As soon as these words were spoken, others laughed, and even Preston couldn't help but smile, covering his mouth with a fist. To everyone, Paul seemed overconfident.

Paul didn't get angry at being laughed at. He leaned back, suddenly exuding a strong presence, reminiscent of Nicholas. The laughter gradually died down.

Paul said, "How about a bet?"

Someone asked, "What kind of bet?"

"If I can really recruit top technical talent," he elegantly and somewhat oppressively pointed a finger at Preston, pausing before saying, "my position will be above his from now on."

"And if you can't?" someone asked.

"If I can't, I will voluntarily give up my right to inherit the Thomas Group and never set foot in the Thomas Group again."

To be honest, this was very tempting for Joseph and Preston, and for everyone else, they were more than happy to get rid of a playboy.

No one in the conference room respected Paul. Everyone had heard about Paul's chaotic and unserious behavior. In their eyes, Paul was an unskilled and incompetent person. If he were to inherit the Thomas Group, they wouldn't be willing to work hard for the company. No one wanted to be led by someone with no real ability. It was clear that everyone supported Preston. In this battle for the heir, Paul was destined to lose.

Holden smirked and let out a mocking laugh. "Add one more condition. If you lose, you must declare in front of all the company's employees that you are a loser!" He hadn't forgotten Paul's antics on his first day at work.

Paul glanced at him with a smile, a look that inexplicably made Holden feel pressured, as if an invisible hand was gripping his throat.

"Deal," he agreed readily.

A complex light flashed in Joseph's eyes. If Paul voluntarily gave up his right to inherit, there was nothing Ashley could do, no matter what she wanted. From this perspective, this bet was all gain and no loss for him.

After the meeting, Preston followed Joseph to the office. "Dad, are you really going to accept the bet?"

Joseph replied, "Do you think he can really recruit top talent?"

Preston was silent. Like everyone else, he believed Paul didn't have the ability. He might not even get to meet top talent. Paul seemed carefree, not taking anything seriously, but over the years, Paul had managed to avoid several of Preston's schemes. Preston was somewhat worried.

Seeing Preston's silence, Joseph said heavily, "If he can recruit talent, can't you?"

This woke Preston up. 'Right, if I can recruit top talent to the Thomas Group, not only will Paul lose the bet, but Preston's position in the company would also become more secure. This is a win-win situation.'

"I know what to do," Preston replied.

The news of the bet quickly spread throughout the company. Paul happily sat in his office, calling Nicholas, "Nicholas, you should have seen Joseph's face. It was so ugly, he looked like a slave."

Paul continued, "It cracked me up. These so-called executives, they all use their butts as brains. A small issue, and they push the blame around until it lands on me. No wonder the Thomas Group is declining."