What? All the employees were stunned. Did today's meeting have anything to do with their marital status? Why were unmarried employees now being shunned to the point that they were not allowed to join the meeting?
Although there were many doubts, the employees did not dare to ask for fear that they would be dead at the hands of the president if they were not careful.
After all, there had been cases of employees who were carried out on stretchers in previous meetings, so it was important to leave quickly.
Hanson looked at the remaining staff, straightened himself, then said, "Everyone can speak freely in today's meeting. If you have a strategy that I think is a good one, your bonus for the year will be doubled."
It would be an exorbitant amount. Their regular bonus was already considerable, let alone doubled.
At this moment, the employees felt less nervous, and they were starting to look forward to the content of today's meeting. It seemed that it was not a company crisis.
Larry stopped shaking like a leaf as well.
He looked at his president in confusion, wondering what he was going to do. Ever since Hanson fell in love, his brain seemed to have wired differently.
He had a feeling that today's emergency meeting was to discuss how to block the courier from delivering its goods.
Just when everyone was puzzled, Hanson finally spoke and brought up his main point. "If my wife kicks me out of the room, how do I get back to her side?"
Everyone was shocked. They were instantly stunned in place, and there was no sound of breathing at all.
Who are we? Where are we now? Was the president kicked out of his room?
Looking at the employees who were instantly frozen, Hanson frowned and asked again, "How do I go back to the room?"
The president called a meeting for this?
Everyone nearly dug their ears, and they were scared they had heard him wrongly.
Likewise, Larry choked on his own saliva. God, what am I hearing? Has he been driven out of the house?
The others didn't know it, but he knew that his own president was staying at Vania's place right now. It was a big piece of news, and Larry was itching to gossip.
"Do you want to go on a business trip to Aberling?" Hanson gritted his teeth, looking at the curious Larry.
The latter stood up straight immediately.
Aberling? It was an euphemism to say he would be put on a business trip. In truth, he would be exiled.
If the president was in a bad mood, he would never get to come back.
"President Luke, I just have a cold." He was definitely not itching to gossip.
Hanson snorted coldly. "If you're sick, take some medicine."
"Yes, alright." Larry secretly regretted being too nosy about this.
Hanson put his fist to his lips and coughed lightly, reminding everyone to return to their senses.
Only then did the employees snap back to reality, but their expressions were still a little dazed.
"Well?" Hanson frowned as he looked at his silent employees, wondering what they were thinking.
When they saw Hanson looking at them like this, the employees dropped their heads even lower. They didn't know what the president meant, so they dared not speak up. Moreover, even the bonus was not that appealing anymore.
"You, speak your mind."
Seeing that no one responded, Hanson pointed at one of the secretaries who looked familiar.
"Uh..." The secretary shivered in fright, not expecting that she would go first.
It seemed to be her lucky day; she could probably buy a lottery ticket and even win the first prize. Although she was secretly terrified, she could only bite the bullet and say, "President Luke, all girls like sweet talk. I think you can talk to Miss Vania, then perhaps you can go back to your room..."
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