The Great Medical Saint (Matthew)

Chapter 622

Matthew coldly remarked, "Everyone at the company believes that cutting down the number of executives is the key to boosting productivity and turning things around financially. Firing you will only make Silvaris Pharmaceuticals better."

Eliel glared at Matthew. "Who said so? Step forward."

Before Matthew could respond, Judson came forward and shouted, "It was me! I'm right here."

Judson felt emotional about the whole thing with 200 executives in Silvaris Pharmaceuticals. Just stepping forward got him worked up. The issue felt like a thorn in his heart, and it was hard to bear.

He was fed up with watching Silvaris Pharmaceuticals go downhill, but there was nothing he could do.

After bottling up this sentiment for too long, he had a deep-seated hatred for the freeloaders in the office.

On that day, Judson had set his mind to either get rid of the deadweights at Silvaris Pharmaceuticals or just walk away. So, he was willing to put everything on the line.

When Eliel spotted Judson, a look of disdain crossed his face. He couldn't be bothered to speak to Judson and just turned to Matthew.

"He's just a regular worker and practically a nobody. I could make him lose his job with just my word.

"Are you really going out of your way for such a trivial person? Do you even realize what that could mean for you?"

When Eliel finished speaking, the square fell into dead silence.

gaze on Matthew. Since he stood up to support

workers had their eyes on Matthew. Some looked indifferent, some had a glimmer of hope in their eyes, some looked serious, and others looked

all sported

with anything he said. If the

rid of a pest like you will only mean

Eliel's expression darkened. Matthew had crossed the line by calling him a pest in front of everyone in

with me? You're going to regret

if I held back on

teeth. "Fine. Just you wait. I'll show you what happens when you cross

at the people below the stage. "Mortimer, Eustace, Horatio, and everyone else. If you have any serious

out their

helped us get the water running at the factory? Now they're biting the hands that feed them

wirings at Silvaris Pharmaceuticals getting old? Shouldn't

"Uncle Marvin..."

phone calls blended

watched the scene unfold with their faces drained of color. Each of them

He thought even if the executives wanted to stir things

made calls without