The tray was placed in front of Amy. As Mr. Newell lifted the pleuche fabric with a smile, everyone saw the mysterious prize. They all exclaimed in surprise, because there was nothing precious on the tray but just an ordinary file pocket.
This was the mysterious prize? Many people thought that it wasn't something special. Mr. Newell was so petty. There was probably a cheque for over a hundred thousand at most in the file pocket.
However, such a cheque was nothing in the eyes of those tycoons.
"Ms. Miller, let's welcome Mr. Newell to present our award," the host said in high spirits. Amy was glad that she had won the award and walked towards the host in excitement.
Other guests clapped their hands to curry favor with Mr. Newell, but none of them was interested in the mysterious prize.
Mr. Newell saw their expressions, and he also noticed the joy on Amy's face.
"Ms. Miller, can you guess what this award is?" Mr. Newell held the file pocket in his hand and asked gently.
"It doesn't matter what it is. Anyway, this is the first time that I have won an award. I'm very happy, and this is enough!" Amy was radiant with joy. She didn't even look at the file pocket and just kept smiling.
Mr. Newell was amused by her cuteness.
"It's good that you're not greedy. That’s a rare yet valuable virtue. If I tell you that there is only five hundred in the pocket, will you be angry?" Mr. Newell asked.
As he kept Amy guessing, other guests were all curious to find out what exactly was in the file pocket.
"No. Anything is fine with me! It's an award anyway!" Only now did Amy turn to the file pocket.
Hearing this, everyone burst into laughter. Richard also smiled happily. His wife was easily content, and he liked that.
"Alright, now I'm going to take the prize out of the file pocket." Mr. Newell took out the thing in the pocket and handed it to the host beside him.
"The mysterious prize is ... Hold on a minute while I get my breath back. I'm so excited that I can't breathe." The host kept the guests in suspense again.
"Ten percent stocks in the Newell Group!" Just as everyone was going to wait for a while, the host suddenly announced it.
This caused a hullabaloo in the hall.
Ten percent stocks in the Newell Group! God, this was truly a big prize. It meant that Amy could earn more than 10 million without working every year.
Although Amy had no idea what this meant, she could tell from others' expressions that it was worth a huge sum of money.
"Ms. Miller, please sign your name here. Then you'll have ten percent stocks in the Newell Group!" The host handed the contract and the pen to Amy.
A lot of people looked at Amy with envy. 'What a lucky woman! Mr. Newell is so generous. He should use the shares as the award.'
However, Amy didn't take the contract or the pen.
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