Edward Palr’s remarks had everyone in the company laughing, and soone even reminded him, "President Palr, there are caras in the building."
"There are also blind spots for the surveillance," Edward Palr reminded them, "Just be careful and alert, so nobody can outsmart us."
"Got it!" everyone in the company responded loudly.
Since Sophie Wilson, President Wilson, took over the company, she implented many reforms, and all the partners demanded quality materials.
When signing contracts with clients, everything was stated upfront—what materials were used, their cost, and any possible expenses, everything was clearly explained.
Unlike before, when the initial quoted price for clients looked low, but during actual construction, various extra charges would be added.
So clients endured this for a smooth renovation, but so couldn’t take it and ran to the company with complaints, laughing along just to get a resolution.
That feeling was truly uncomfortable.
Now that’s no longer the case. Sophie Wilson, President Wilson, has made it clear that everything should be transparent. If the client is willing, they sign, if not, that’s that.
They included all kinds of budgets, which naturally made their quotes higher than other companies, losing so clients, but thanks to word-of-mouth, many new clients were introduced by old clients.
Crucially, they are now working comfortably, without all the previous chaotic issues.
The company’s atmosphere now is entirely different from before, and they certainly don’t want soone to wreck such a comfortable company.
It hadn’t even been an hour since Lucy Wells spoke to the company when suddenly a group of people appeared at the company entrance, caras and microphones in hand, rushed to the front desk, and asked in unison, "Is Sophie Wilson here?"
"Is this Sophie Wilson’s company?"
"What are you doing? What are you doing?" The receptionist was prepared and shouted. Hearing the commotion, a formidable group from the company ca out, their numbers absolutely overwhelming.
The dia reporters never expected so many people to be in the company, and the receptionist smiled smugly; their President Wilson was well-prepared, having all the workers not needed on-site today co back to the company to hold the fort.
"Do you know this is a place of business? You’re disrupting our normal office operations," Lucy Wells stepped out and addressed the dia reporters.
"We are reporters and have the right to interview!"
"That’s right, you have that right, and we have the right to refuse," Lucy Wells, who regained her confidence after so much experience, was no longer her forr self and remained unfazed despite the microphones almost brushing her face.
"If you continue to disturb our company and clients, we will report this," Lucy Wells said with a stern face.
"Everyone wants to know if Sophie Wilson took over the company from her father?"
"Did she let her grandmother wander the streets?"
"Did she..."
"Wow, it’s so lively here today," a roguish voice ca from outside the company door, startling Lucy Wells, who quickly looked up.
Sophie?
Why is Sophie here?
Now, with the current drama series making Sophie Wilson’s face familiar, passersby on the street might not recognize her, but the dia reporters definitely wouldn’t mistake her.
Sophie Wilson?!
The main subject was standing right there, so why were they still surrounding the company people?
In a flash, everyone crowded around Sophie Wilson.
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