The thin man smiled as if he had expected Darren's answer. "Important people are not valued in your company but replaced by incompetent ones. I think that's funny and very wrong."
After a pause, he continued, "I'm with another company now, Mr. Xu, a company that values me. I'm sorry, but I reject your offer."
As soon as he finished speaking, the thin man lounged on the sofa, sipped his tea, and started watching TV.
The intention of his words was very clear.
The bald man did not say anything, but he did not openly object to what the thin man said.
It seemed that the two of them shared the same view.
The room fell silent. Only the sound from the TV could be heard.
Darren cleared his throat and said, "Very well."
He stood up and bid the two men goodbye. He then stepped out of the room with Harlan following suit.
The moment Darren closed the door, his knees buckled. He staggered and almost fell down. Harlan caught him and helped him lean against the wall.
"I've made an appointment with someone else. It's in an hour," Harlan said.
"Good. Let's go," Darren replied. Then he sighed and added, "They're right. There's something wrong with the company's management. But we can't give up as long as there's still a chance."
Darren waved his hand, indicating that he could stand without assistance.
He closed his eyes and kept leaning against the wall. No one knew what he was thinking.
Harlan looked at him and said nothing.
A few seconds later, Darren opened his eyes. They looked clear now and hopeful.
"Come on," Darren said, patting Harlan on the shoulder.
It was rare for him to have someone to accompany him.
He could not disappoint his trusted ones.
Harlan had made an appointment with three other people. To Darren's dismay, they all refused his offer.
It seemed that the only reason they had agreed to meet with him was to mock him.
The entire day, Darren attended unsuccessful meetings one after another. By the last one, Darren had descended into a very bad mood, his face dark and disappointed.
Harlan stood by him, not daring to say a word.
He had made an appointment with a few former employees that used to comprise the backbone of the company, but none of them accepted the offer. It was as if they had no chance with them to begin with.
Darren, who was now realizing the gravity of the situation, squatted on the ground and ran his fingers through his hair in exasperation.
The thought of being rejected multiple times pummeled his mind. He and his company were like a single wooden boat floating aimlessly on a vast sea.
If a storm broke out, the boat would be swallowed mercilessly by the ocean.
Darren took several deep breaths, but his mind was still a mess.
Then, for some inexplicable reason, the bad images slowly drifted away and were replaced by Bonnie's smiling face.
It shone like a beam of warm sunshine into Darren's withered heart.
Darren slowly relaxed. He raised his head, stood up straight, and looked at Harlan. "Let's go and come up with other solutions," he said firmly.
He was sure that he could make things work one way or another.
Seeing that Darren was in a better mood, Harlan breathed a sigh of relief and replied, "All right."
Darren walked to the car and said over his shoulder to Harlan, "To the manor." Harlan nodded and followed him.
The drive home was quiet. The road was clear, and the trip was smooth.
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