My words made Jack take an involuntary step back. He scoffed. "Shouldn't you be resigning in shame? If I were you, I wouldn't even have the courage to stay at this company!"
Jack's self-righteous tone made me laugh. I simply tossed the flash drive into the trash.
"Everyone should take responsibility for their own actions," I said as I picked up my laptop and walked toward the conference hall. "Since the problem occurred with the flash drive in my possession, I'll go solve it," I added.
Jack followed me, taking a seat beside me. He was another guest for the press conference.
When Dad assigned him to the event, he believed Jack would be able to support me. But now, it seemed that having him nearby was nothing more than a way to kick me when I was down.
The moment Jack sat down, he grabbed the microphone and slowly said, "We apologize, but there was a small issue within the company."
As soon as he finished speaking, a wave of murmurs rippled through the crowd.
"An issue? What kind of issue? Did someone steal the project's core data?"
"What's the point of holding a press conference if there's a problem? We should just go home."
"After waiting this long, this is the news we get? The company notified us so late. They might as well shut down."
Jack's face gleamed with satisfaction as he heard the crowd's comments.
He stood up and spoke, his voice calm but filled with confidence. "Don't worry, everyone. We'll provide you with a reasonable explanation for all this."
As soon as he finished, I opened my laptop and connected it to the projector. Instantly, all the project's data was displayed on the screen.
I smiled and spoke into the microphone. "Apologies, everyone. That was just a little joke from Mr. Brown. There's no internal problem. You all have nothing to worry about."
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