Having said all they wanted to say before lunch, they were both very quiet at the dining table.
Scarlett found the food pretty enjoyable, but Jared felt as if he were chewing carpet.
He knew very well that Scarlett had not been exaggerating, and that she had just objectively stated the facts. She had also sensibly protected her rights.
Nowadays many entrepreneurs did not really want to start a business. They just wanted to swindle money under the guise of fund-raising. Scarlett was being really nice to him by not regarding him as one of those people.
"The dishes you ordered are pretty delicious."
Having had her fill, Scarlett put down her knife and fork, glanced at Jared sitting opposite her and said," The Internet industry is now the most lucrative industry. Countless new apps are being invented on a daily basis, but actually, only a limited few can retain their popularity. The aftermath of the scandal is only one of the hurdles you'll have to face up to in the future. Compared with fussing with this kind of fake data, improving the quality of contents and user experience is what you should do. People care more about how handy the things they pay money for."
She seldom spoke so much at a time. Scarlett believed
that Jared's team was very promising, and they had developed the app for good reason. It was being pitched at not just women and youngsters but the whole society.
Therefore, Scarlett had held them in high regard at the very beginning, but Jared and his team tampering with the data disappointed her greatly.
She didn't pay all that money for fake fancy data.
In the final analysis, she was a businesswoman who was unwilling to lose money in a deal, and who knew when to do damage control.
"Ms. Reed, I'm really sorry to have let you down. I know it's a lot to ask, but I still want to implore you to give us a second chance. Our team is young, and it's n o uncommon for youngsters to make rash decisions. Also, we failed to deal with the setback in a mature fashion, but I promise it won't happen again. Please believe me."
Scarlett smiled, "It's not me but yourselves who can offer you a second chance."
She glanced at Jared and picked up her handbag." There's still four months left, and I think we've talked enough for today. Sorry to have kept you waiting.
Lunch's on me."
With that Scarlett beckoned the waiter over and paid the check with her credit card.
After walking out of the private room, Scarlett pulled out her cellphone and was just about to call Katherine when she lifted her head and spotted Raymond.
Raymond was probably here to discuss the cooperation. Frank was standing right beside him, wearing a suit, a black trench coat draped over his arm.
Scarlett slightly lifted her eyebrows and withdrew her gaze, having no intention to greet him.
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