My Billionaire Husband (Vivian and Morris) novel Chapter 312

"Vivian, I've said for a long time that I want to work for you." Sophie lifted her chin, proud, as if she had made up her mind that she would definitely work with Vivian to the end.

"Heh, work for me?"

Vivian snickered, "I'm waiting to drink the northwest wind, if you work for me, I'm afraid you won't even have the northwest wind to drink."

"There will be a way out."

Sophie turned back, pointing to the door.

Vivian also turned around and looked over, and then saw that there was Morris standing at the entrance of the company.

When he suddenly appeared, Vivian withdrew her arm that was resting on Sophie's shoulder and asked in confusion, "What are you doing here?"

"What, have you forgotten the contract you signed with me?"

Morris stood pensively, his cold eyes glancing at her as he stepped in, "A project I invested several million in collapsed before it even started operating. No need to ask my opinion?"

"I ......"

Vivian was speechless for a moment, not really knowing how to reply to Morris’ words.

He did have a stake in the Wedding Company and had rented the tenth floor next door, ready to make a big splash.

However, he had stopped the renovations next door for personal reasons and had never come back.

Vivian thought that Morris would no longer care about this project partnership.

So from the time of the accident until now, she hadn't even thought that Morris would still pick up the project and continue doing it.

"According to the original contract, I am the majority shareholder of the company. Here, I still have the final say."

Morris walked in and looked around at the battered shop, which looked like it had been bombed by a cannon and could have been called a Syrian battlefield.

He wanted a place to sit, but couldn't find one.

"Bring a chair over here."

He raised his hand and pointed to a chair, indifferently saying.

Sophie nodded at once, "Wait a moment, Mr. Morris, I'll give you ......"

"You stand still!"

Morris shouted, and his finger pointed at Vivian, "You, go and bring the chair over to me."

"I ......"

Being used by him as a subordinate, Vivian was unconvinced.

But on second thought, since Morris had secretly helped her so much, this request wasn't too much to ask.

"Okay, I'll go and get you a chair."

She turned around and walked to a corner, found a chair, took a rag and wiped it clean, then placed it in front of Morris, "I wonder what you want to teach me."

The man sat on the chair, his legs folded, leaning back slightly, his fingers crossed on his stomach, just like a Boss sitting, with an impetuous and domineering air in his bones.

Despite the languor of his posture, he had the oppressive chill of the awakening king of the jungle beasts.

"Have you, as the person in charge of the encounter, after this incident, analyzed the problematic points?" He questioned.

Vivian nodded, "It was our dereliction of duty, not checking the equipment properly that caused this problem."

"Don't trip over the same stone. You, on the other hand, belong to the unique exception, the one who is stupid enough to trip over the same stone twice."

The man reprimanded her without leaving any room for error.

When she was reprimanded, Vivian felt upset, "I don't know. It's not all my fault, after all, it's easy to hide behind a gun, but it's hard to guard against hidden arrows, who knew that Hunter could do so many things secretly behind the scenes."

"A mistake is a mistake! Everyone only looks at the ending, not the process."

Morris’ face was chilled with the majesty of a superior, "Fortunately, this time only Elis was injured by the bomb, if the bomb had been more powerful, all the people at the entire wedding venue would have died. At that time, who do you think will listen to your so-called explanation?"