My Husband Is a Gary Stu Chapter 434
Chapter 434 What If She Complains Genevieve wore a gray formai outfit that day, and the aura she exudedmade it clear that she was a powerful woman.
Her brows, despite being stunning, inspired admiration and fear. The receptionist quickly recognized Genevieve and realized that the latter was the newCEO. "Good morning, Ms.Rachford." Soon, a secretary came to greet Genevieve and take her to the conférence room.
Every employée had alreadybeen notified about the change of the CEO via e-mail. That was why the secretarial department was able to set up a meeting quickly. The secretary introduced the top managers to Genevieve after the latter entered the conférence room.
Everyone exchanged some simple pleasantries after that. The meeting started with Genevieve getting an update on the progressof ail ongoing projects. In order to fully utilize the resources they had with them, the company would produce two TV sériés and one movie every year. When the assistant manager responsible for production was giving an update, Genevieve read up on their previous projects. Understanding everything prompted herto ask.
"Why has Sylvie never been featured in any of the TV sériés?" Sylvie rose to famé after For Elise was produced.
She gained a lot of fans at the time, so if she were to get involved in a TV sériés, thesale for said TV sériés would be exponential.
There was even a chance that the project would garner fans and would be trending even before the sériés made it on screen.
It might also bring more viewership to the company's other projects.
"Uh, she is rather busy since she has to shoota movie every year," replied the assistant manager hesitantly. Genevieve scoffed the second she heard that excuse.
"She is featured in a single movie every year.
Even the most daunting movie won't keep her busy ail year long."
Genevieve sent her secretary to get Sylvie's schedule for the year after that.
Everyone quietly watched asshe did so. Sylvie used to play the supporting rôles for a TV sériés that the company made.
She attracted quite a few audiences for that sériés. Unfortunately, the rumor about her and Armand getting together was shared, andscripts for big-budgeted movies began making their way to her. In a way, the company had implicitly admitted that the rumor was true. The nightmare began when Sylvie spent less and less time at the company.
It got to the point where she didn't bother showing up anymore and would prétend to hâve neglected some of the more daunting tasks that the company assignedher. Her manager would always answer her phone for her and daim that she was busy with her boyfriend. Legally speaking, Sylvie was working for Genevieve Orsi, but Armand was the one who invested in most of the movies.
His powers and her association with him inspired so much fear that no one dared to cross Sylvie. Eventually, everyone stopped demanding thatshe clock in. It didn't take long before the secretary returned to the conférence room with Sylvie's schedule. Genevieve only needed three minutes to finish reading everything.
She slammed the document onto the desk and said, "Sylvie hadn't participated in any of the company's eventsor activities in the past two years! She didn't even train a single newbie.
My gosh, it's as if she was the boss instead." Annoyed, Genevieve stemly instructed, "Assign high- value projects that need a boost to her and hâve herparticipate in every single one of the company's events.
Call her manager as soon as this meeting is over and tell that manager to get the artist inline.
She is to do as the company demands.
If she refuses to comply and wishes to breach the contract, then hâve her pay the proper damage." "Understood," replied the assistant manager whilenodding. After the conférence concluded and Genevieve left, the top managers lingered in the conférence room. One of the managers shared his concern.
"What do we do if we assign that much work to Sylvie and she complains to Mr.Faulkner?"
"Let her.It's as Ms.Rachford had said.
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