Dennis worried that I would be hurt by what shareholders were going to say, so he let me stay in the office.
Actually, I was not that vulnerable. I knew I must be confronted with something sooner or later. I couldn’t escape that for my whole life.
Dennis asked Toby to stay by my side to take care of me.
I had read every word of the news on Twitter. Putting down the phone, I stood up to walk to the French windows, from which I had a clear view of the crowding reporters below in front of the building.
“Clara, there are many classics in the restroom. Maybe you will be interested.” Toby was trying to comfort me. It seemed that changing the subject was the only means men could think of to console women.
Smiling, I looked back at him, “Giving up so many other noted people who deserve reporting in City P, these reporters make great efforts to report me instead, which is really a waste of time.”
Lips pressed, he didn’t respond.
After a while, Dennis came back, with a ghastly expression on his face.
Meeting my gaze, he waved at me gently. I walked to sit beside him. Holding my hand, he said, “Something unimportant. Don’t worry!”
I nodded and said nothing. I knew that something that made him frown was definitely unimportant. What was affected by the rumor was not only some people, but also the company.
What a listed company most worried about was the reputation of its leader. The George Group had always been represented by Dennis whose king-like temperament and serious style of work contributed a lot to the steadiness of the stock market of the company. The reason why he took me here was just that he worried I couldn’t bear the abuse on the Internet.
“Okay.” I simply replied with one word.
Toby handed him some materials which showed the plunge of the stock market of the company in hours.
I didn’t know about the stock, but I could guess what happened from the striking downward red lines.
It’s a great loss. Patting my hand, Dennis asked me to take a rest, then he took the materials to the office desk.
He spoke nothing, which made Toby restless.
“Bang!” He put down the documents after a long while. The noise made out of some papers could sound like thunder in this quiet office.
Feeling I was gazing at him, Dennis smiled at me gently, “Don’t worry.”
He was still comforting me.
I nodded, realizing he had met big trouble.
I knew Dennis needed to talk with Toby to tackle the trouble, so I made an excuse to go to the restroom.
He said softly, “Have a good sleep. Don’t worry about here.”
I lay on the bed. At such a moment, how could I fall asleep?
It was the first time that I had browsed Financial Network where, as I expected, experts had been analyzing the results of this crisis of the George Group.
Some experts said that the group had seen three image crises in only half a year. Given the influence of the rumor, it could be expected that the company went broke once Dennis didn’t respond correctly.
Others said during the past four years, the George Group had reached its peak, so this crisis might be the turning point of the development of the company.
Basically, how was the result depended on how Dennis dealt with the crisis.
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