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"Okay, then I'll drive. I'll get off in front of the company." Hurley knew that no one could change Sophie's decision.
Sophie nodded, "Okay."
As soon as she walked past Carl, Sophie's wrist was suddenly grabbed.
"Wait." The person who spoke was Carl.
He pulled Sophie, and everyone's eyes were on his hand, especially Hurley's as if someone had touched his treasure. Those eyes seemed to see through Carl.
"Let go!" He lowered his voice, his voice filled with momentum.
Beside him, Alana was also puzzled. She called out, "Carl..."
"Anything else?" Sophie lowered her gaze and looked at Carl.
Hurley took out a handkerchief from his bag and wiped the spot that Carl touched for Sophie.
It was as if something had touched Sophie and that something was not clean.
"Do you work at his company?" Carl asked.
"This probably has nothing to do with Mr. Windsor," Hurley said.
"Why doesn't it matter anymore? How much does he pay you in a month?" Carl asked again.
"My salary is personal privacy, why should I tell you?"
Carl was unreasonable for no reason, "You also have my family's shares, and you are also a shareholder of Windsor Corporation, right? Why don't you come to work at our company?"
"Sophie, my father gave you a lot of shares, right? Have you ever attended the shareholders' meeting? Have you made any contributions to Windsor Corporation?"
"You didn't do anything, and you just want to take our money for nothing?"
At the mention of this, Carl felt very upset. So many shares, so much money, were they just given to Sophie for nothing.
With these words, Hurley's face turned dark, wondering what Carl meant.
Isn't it just a few shares? How is that a lot of money?
He gave the shares to Sophie. That was how many shares. He did not hope that Sophie would do anything for the company. He only wanted Sophie to be happy.
But what about Carl? Does he still want Sophie to contribute to Windsor Corporation?
After Sophie heard this, she laughed. Her smile was bright, and when she looked at Carl, she did not care about him at all.
"Well, if you have the ability, take back the shares in my hands. If you don't have the ability, don't be unreasonable and angry here."
"I will take it back!" Carl said firmly.
Although he didn't know why his father gave Sophie so much money, he wouldn't let the Windsor Corporation's shares be in the hands of an outsider.
Sophie didn't care; she didn't lack a little bit of money.
Although the shares given by the Windsor family were indeed quite large, it might be something that ordinary small companies would not earn in a year, but they were not particularly large for Sophie.
"Then I'll wait."
After that, Sophie left the restaurant without looking back.
Before Hurley left, he also mocked, "Mr. Windsor, is the Windsor Corporation going to go bankrupt? Why do you want to get back such little money?"
"You!" Of course, Carl was not interested in this kind of money, but he was annoyed that Sophie took Windsor Corporation money to help Hurley."
Hurley knew that Henry only gave Sophie money, perhaps because Sophie saved the life of someone in the Windsor family.
Henry and Carl looked fine, so it was possible that something had happened to old master Windsor, who was recuperating.
Of course, he knew about Sophie's little secret, but Sophie didn't know about it either, so Hurley didn't ask Sophie how she got her shares.
When they got to the car downstairs, Hurley asked, "How many shares do you have in the Windsor Corporation?"
"It's like three percent?"
"That's all, and Carl also wants to take it back?" Hurley didn't care about that.
"It's not a lot."
"Carl, there will definitely be some moves in the future. How about this, you transfer the shares to me, and in return, I transfer 3% of Walton Corporation shares to you. How about that?" Hurley suggested.
Sophie stretched out the back of her hand and placed it on Hurley's forehead.
"You don't have a fever, do you? Do you still want to do this kind of money-losing business?"
Although they were three percent, Walton Corporation's three percent was nothing compared to Windsor Corporation's three percent. It was not at the same price point.
"It's not a loss." Anyway, he wants to give it to Sophie, and he and Sophie will be family from now on.
"No need. I'm looking forward to some action from Carl. Don't kill the fun."
Anyway, the days when no one was looking for trouble were so boring, so it was better to have two cannon fodder to torture them.
If Carl really had the ability, she would have no problem returning the shares. She and Carl were not enemies, nor could they be considered rivals. If the shares in her hands could make Carl grow, It was also a favor to Henry.
Hurley parked the car one or two hundred meters in front of the company. After he got out of the driver's seat, he asked Sophie to drive into the parking lot by herself.
Hurley came back in Sophie's car, which had already been handed over to the driver. He had already called Chris and asked him to arrange for a driver to come and take him to the office.
When Sophie arrived at the office, it was almost 1:00 pm.
As soon as she arrived at the clothing department, she felt a murderous aura.
At that time, it should be meal and nap time, but the clothing department is particularly well-groomed.
Before Sophie could return to her office, she saw Stella sitting in the corridor.
Stella's face was filled with anger. Before Sophie could walk over, she heard her voice, "Sophie! Do you think you started this company? If you want to come, you can come, and if you want to be absent from work, will you be absent from work?"
"Where have you been all morning? The clothing department had a meeting in the morning, and there were so many people waiting for you?"
Stella finally found the opportunity to vent her dissatisfaction with Sophie.
She wanted to kick Sophie out of the clothing department and out of the company.
Sophie only found it funny, and Stella's eyes seemed to burst into flames, "What are you laughing at?"
"Laughing at you, can't you tell?"
The others gasped. Sophie really dared to say that.
Stella was the head director of the department, and they wouldn't dare to offend her.
Just like Ruth, Lisa, and these old people, it's too late to curry favor with her, so how dare they insult her like this.
"You have been waiting for me to have a meeting. When I wasn't working in the company before, did the company stop holding meetings? Are there really crazy people who don't do anything and stay here waiting for me?"
The mentally frustrated Stella said, "..."
"Sophie! If you didn't come to the office by yourself, would you still be late for work?"
"I'm just late, and I didn't plan to find an excuse for myself. The company can punish anyone for being late without an excuse, but you, head director, are you so free to keep an eye on me? Should I report to the authorities and ask Mr. Walton, arrange more work for you?"
"You..." Stella could not say anything.
What a cruel woman, although she actually wanted to retaliate, but if Sophie speaks up, her brother will definitely arrange a lot of work for her, leaving her no time to rest.
Sophie nodded, "Okay."
As soon as she walked past Carl, Sophie's wrist was suddenly grabbed.
"Wait." The person who spoke was Carl.
He pulled Sophie, and everyone's eyes were on his hand, especially Hurley's as if someone had touched his treasure. Those eyes seemed to see through Carl.
"Let go!" He lowered his voice, his voice filled with momentum.
Beside him, Alana was also puzzled. She called out, "Carl..."
"Anything else?" Sophie lowered her gaze and looked at Carl.
Hurley took out a handkerchief from his bag and wiped the spot that Carl touched for Sophie.
It was as if something had touched Sophie and that something was not clean.
"Do you work at his company?" Carl asked.
"This probably has nothing to do with Mr. Windsor," Hurley said.
"Why doesn't it matter anymore? How much does he pay you in a month?" Carl asked again.
"My salary is personal privacy, why should I tell you?"
Carl was unreasonable for no reason, "You also have my family's shares, and you are also a shareholder of Windsor Corporation, right? Why don't you come to work at our company?"
"Sophie, my father gave you a lot of shares, right? Have you ever attended the shareholders' meeting? Have you made any contributions to Windsor Corporation?"
"You didn't do anything, and you just want to take our money for nothing?"
At the mention of this, Carl felt very upset. So many shares, so much money, were they just given to Sophie for nothing.
With these words, Hurley's face turned dark, wondering what Carl meant.
Isn't it just a few shares? How is that a lot of money?
He gave the shares to Sophie. That was how many shares. He did not hope that Sophie would do anything for the company. He only wanted Sophie to be happy.
But what about Carl? Does he still want Sophie to contribute to Windsor Corporation?
After Sophie heard this, she laughed. Her smile was bright, and when she looked at Carl, she did not care about him at all.
"Well, if you have the ability, take back the shares in my hands. If you don't have the ability, don't be unreasonable and angry here."
"I will take it back!" Carl said firmly.
Although he didn't know why his father gave Sophie so much money, he wouldn't let the Windsor Corporation's shares be in the hands of an outsider.
Sophie didn't care; she didn't lack a little bit of money.
Although the shares given by the Windsor family were indeed quite large, it might be something that ordinary small companies would not earn in a year, but they were not particularly large for Sophie.
"Then I'll wait."
After that, Sophie left the restaurant without looking back.
Before Hurley left, he also mocked, "Mr. Windsor, is the Windsor Corporation going to go bankrupt? Why do you want to get back such little money?"
"You!" Of course, Carl was not interested in this kind of money, but he was annoyed that Sophie took Windsor Corporation money to help Hurley."
Hurley knew that Henry only gave Sophie money, perhaps because Sophie saved the life of someone in the Windsor family.
Henry and Carl looked fine, so it was possible that something had happened to old master Windsor, who was recuperating.
Of course, he knew about Sophie's little secret, but Sophie didn't know about it either, so Hurley didn't ask Sophie how she got her shares.
When they got to the car downstairs, Hurley asked, "How many shares do you have in the Windsor Corporation?"
"It's like three percent?"
"That's all, and Carl also wants to take it back?" Hurley didn't care about that.
"It's not a lot."
"Carl, there will definitely be some moves in the future. How about this, you transfer the shares to me, and in return, I transfer 3% of Walton Corporation shares to you. How about that?" Hurley suggested.
Sophie stretched out the back of her hand and placed it on Hurley's forehead.
"You don't have a fever, do you? Do you still want to do this kind of money-losing business?"
Although they were three percent, Walton Corporation's three percent was nothing compared to Windsor Corporation's three percent. It was not at the same price point.
"It's not a loss." Anyway, he wants to give it to Sophie, and he and Sophie will be family from now on.
"No need. I'm looking forward to some action from Carl. Don't kill the fun."
Anyway, the days when no one was looking for trouble were so boring, so it was better to have two cannon fodder to torture them.
If Carl really had the ability, she would have no problem returning the shares. She and Carl were not enemies, nor could they be considered rivals. If the shares in her hands could make Carl grow, It was also a favor to Henry.
Hurley parked the car one or two hundred meters in front of the company. After he got out of the driver's seat, he asked Sophie to drive into the parking lot by herself.
Hurley came back in Sophie's car, which had already been handed over to the driver. He had already called Chris and asked him to arrange for a driver to come and take him to the office.
When Sophie arrived at the office, it was almost 1:00 pm.
As soon as she arrived at the clothing department, she felt a murderous aura.
At that time, it should be meal and nap time, but the clothing department is particularly well-groomed.
Before Sophie could return to her office, she saw Stella sitting in the corridor.
Stella's face was filled with anger. Before Sophie could walk over, she heard her voice, "Sophie! Do you think you started this company? If you want to come, you can come, and if you want to be absent from work, will you be absent from work?"
"Where have you been all morning? The clothing department had a meeting in the morning, and there were so many people waiting for you?"
Stella finally found the opportunity to vent her dissatisfaction with Sophie.
She wanted to kick Sophie out of the clothing department and out of the company.
Sophie only found it funny, and Stella's eyes seemed to burst into flames, "What are you laughing at?"
"Laughing at you, can't you tell?"
The others gasped. Sophie really dared to say that.
Stella was the head director of the department, and they wouldn't dare to offend her.
Just like Ruth, Lisa, and these old people, it's too late to curry favor with her, so how dare they insult her like this.
"You have been waiting for me to have a meeting. When I wasn't working in the company before, did the company stop holding meetings? Are there really crazy people who don't do anything and stay here waiting for me?"
The mentally frustrated Stella said, "..."
"Sophie! If you didn't come to the office by yourself, would you still be late for work?"
"I'm just late, and I didn't plan to find an excuse for myself. The company can punish anyone for being late without an excuse, but you, head director, are you so free to keep an eye on me? Should I report to the authorities and ask Mr. Walton, arrange more work for you?"
"You..." Stella could not say anything.
What a cruel woman, although she actually wanted to retaliate, but if Sophie speaks up, her brother will definitely arrange a lot of work for her, leaving her no time to rest.
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