My Ex-Wife and Kids Came In Like A Wrecking Ball novel Chapter 1866

The next day was a weekend. Rosalie had originally wanted to spend time with the kids but hurried to the research institute because of Mr. Loewe's phone call.

A researcher fainted and stopped breathing because of continuous overtime work. The cause of his sudden death was likely myocarditis.

At present, everyone attempted to give first aid. They called the hospital as well.

However, Rosalie was closer to the research institute and could arrive faster.

She arrived in a hurry and implemented emergency treatment immediately. She managed to resuscitate his heartbeat and saved his life, but there was no sign of consciousness.

Rosalie worried about a permanent side effect and immediately took out her silver needles to treat him.

When the ambulance arrived, he was finally revived and sent to the hospital.

"Mr. Loewe, haven’t I mentioned this before? Be sure to keep an eye on everyone’s working hours to avoid excessive overtime. Don’t overwork, including yourself. Our current products are making a profit, and there is no pressure!"

After the dust settled, Rosalie found out that the overworked researcher was a member of Mr. Loewe's team, so she firmly reminded him again.

Mr. Loewe admitted and quickly apologized. "I was too engrossed and dragged them to work overtime. I take responsibility for this. Next time, I’ll be mindful!"

Rosalie nodded. Mr. Loewe understood the gravity of sudden myocarditis.

Immediately, she added. "Let this researcher take a good rest. His salary will be paid as usual, and all medical expenses will be reimbursed by the research institute. By the way, get ready to hold a performance award meeting in a few days. The profits of the cosmeceutical company will be distributed completely!"

Mr. Loewe was stunned for a moment. He did not expect that Rosalie would share all the profits.

There was no profit in the first phase, but two hundred thousand sets in the second phase of the product launch made a pretty good profit.

She was a little worried that if things continued this way, she would lose her right to speak.

Although the major shareholder was Rosalie, they must have mutual respect no matter what.

Rosalie smiled faintly. "I’m sorry, I did not manage to this time. I will take note next time!"

In fact, Rosalie had consulted Byron.

The man mentioned that investors in the past always divided up the profits and took away the bulk of the funds after payouts. This was not right at all.

In the wealthy upper class, good investment projects reigned superior. There would never be a shortage of funds at all. Any Tom, Dick, or Harry could invest.

The so-called capital risk was more of a rhetoric. After a project fails, many investors could always use various methods to transfer the risk to others.