Revenge is best served cold

Chapter 214 Establishing a Bargaining Chip

I took the documents and quickly flipped through them, nodding slowly.

Ned's taste in scripts was indeed impressive. Two of the scripts had the potential to become major hits.

I pulled those two out and handed them back to him. "These two. Let's invest in these first this year."

Turning to Heather, who was rapidly typing on the keyboard, I said, "Heather, keep an eye on the production company."

Seeing the confusion in her eyes, I slowly said, "In the next couple of days, I want you to get things in order and report to the subsidiary. You'll be in charge of that company from now on. The transfer order will be official by Wednesday afternoon at the latest."

Hearing the news, Heather's eyes widened in surprise. It seemed she hadn't expected such a major promotion.

She had originally thought she would be a small employee at Brown Group until retirement.

But now, in just a few months, she was going to be promoted to manage the subsidiary. Excited, but also a bit worried, she asked, "Ms. Brown, do you think..... I can handle it?"

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better do well. Otherwise, I'll bring you back here and make you work for me again." I

her eyes full of gratitude. But in the room, there was another person nearly losing

two scripts I had handed him, choking on his words. He didn't

company that he finally regained his composure, his face

thanks before he could speak. "If you want to thank me, don't bother. As long as you two work hard and live up to my expectations, that's

like that, the production company was

couldn't help but give me a deep, heartfelt hug, clearly overwhelmed

struggled to contain the excitement building inside

Dad with many projects and had recommended various ventures, I had never actually established a

a team of my own and had earned the opportunity to speak at Brown Group's board meetings. It was also a chip I could use in the future to

the production company, the date for

...

out of bed. As soon as I stepped out

sitting downstairs, waiting