Chapter 716 Brainless

Chapter 716 Brainless

This is Camille's turn to say nothing, after all, he is also right, he is

Ayan, he has no need to be modest capital and bottom.

With Ayan's help, Camille also understood that Horace was not

responsible for the incident.

As to whether this is true or not Ayan also told Camille, he said, "You

don't need to rush to find out the answer here, Horace is more anxious

than you, this project is his first project after coming to Armstrong Corp,

if there is really a problem, the person in charge is him again, he will be

in Armstrong Corp."

"Well, I understand what you mean, it's about Armstrong Corp, I won't

interfere, besides, do you think I should give the Armstrong Corp

shares back to THE Armstrong family?"

Camille was a little uncertain, but she wasn't worried about what

anyone thought of her, whether they thought she was hogging the little

shares to get a piece of the pie or had ulterior motives, it didn't matter,

she didn't care.

But she wanted to know what Ayan thought.

After her words were asked, Ayan did not give an answer immediately,

but only asked lightly, "Why do you suddenly ask this?"

Camille a couple of words to carry over Brody's meaning, for Brody,

probably the only way to hold the majority of shares in their own hands

is to feel the most secure, although from the beginning with the greatest

benefit to Horace to invest, but after the sweetness of the rest of the

natural only belong to their own interests.

It's just that Brody thinks too simply, trying to have the best of both

worlds is a rare thing in this world.

Camille said, "But I have no intention of going soft or letting the

pressure sway me from my own decision, and the reason I'm asking

you is just that I don't want you to get the wrong idea about me."

"How?" Ayan's voice was gentle, his voice low and mute, "I will always

support your decision, whether it is right or wrong for outsiders but as

long as you decide, I support you unconditionally.”

Ayan's words brought a light smile to Camille's face, a smile that

couldn't be hidden from the corners of her mouth, and she said, "You

trust me that much?"

“That's not believing, that's mindless favoritism." His voice was low and

he said it with utmost seriousness, more still as if he was expressing

his determination with Camille, wanting to let her know that he was on

her side.

But his words caused Camille to faintly stare, filled with his last four

words, brainless favoritism?

What is it?

How does it feel as if she is a seductive siren swaying him, a decent

man?

Camille grunted lightly and said indifferently, "Stop talking now."

Ayan laughed and he said, "What? I've said that and you're still not

satisfied?"

"How am I to be satisfied?" Isn't she satisfied that she wants to admit

that she charmed people?

His low chuckle in his ear, his gentle voice also followed slowly: "Your

insistence is correct, if I were you, I would do the same as you,

because only you can control your own decisions, except for your own

their decisions and guarantees are only temporary, if you want

Armstrong Corp never to fall into the hands of outsiders, you must hold

the hands of If you want Armstrong Corp to never fall into the hands of

outsiders, you must hold the shares in your hands, although it is just an

insignificant point, but sometimes this point can determine the life and

death of a business.”

Ayan teased, but immediately after teasing, he gave the most objective

idea to let her not have any pressure.

As for the truthfulness of his words is naturally the answer given from

his own point of view, because he did not want her to be subjected to

any oppression, and only by making it clear to her that she was not the

only one who would make such a decision, she would not doubt

herself.

The two of them talked for a long time about Armstrong Corp, and it

was the first time they talked as long as they did about their work.

Camille clearly realized that Ayan was much more than what he

appeared to be, he was like a treasure that would be discovered the

deeper they dug.

Describing Ayan as a treasure is quite a match.

Camille couldn't help but smile.

By now it was late at night, the daytime bustle of Hance City is now

silent, before Camille rest, Maple Leaves Mansion has basically turned

off the lights.

But the suite not far from Camille is still lit, the man sitting at his desk, a

pair of dark pale eyes unblinkingly staring out the window, the office

door was knocked on at this time.

His secretary came in and whispered, "Mr. Burris, it's late, aren't you

resting?"

Horace did not speak, just a cold expression on his face.

The secretary added: "Mr. Burris, do you find it hard to believe? Or do

you not want to believe this fact? In fact, in my opinion, there is nothing

difficult to understand, although we invest to Armstrong Corp to survive

the difficulties, but also successfully took the project, the future

development is also to rely on you to do better and better, but

Armstrong Corp and the Armstrong family are only treating me as an

outsider, otherwise how will do so, you say?

Horace faint frown this just a little relaxed, face expression but always

cold indifferent, his voice low: "This matter temporarily do not be the

third person know, wait until tomorrow after I arrived at Armstrong

Corp."

The secretary nodded, but there was a hint of doubt: "Aren't you going

to ask Armstrong Corp for a statement?"

"One statement will solve this trouble?" Horace grunted lightly and said

faintly, “There's only one thing we need to find out, whether it's an

individual or the entire THE Armstrong family."

If it's done by an individual then naturally it will be handled by the

Armstrong family, but if it's the Armstrong family the meaning becomes

different.

Horace hasn't figured out what to do with the latter?

He got up from his office chair and walked to the wine cooler to pour

himself a glass of wine, he slightly narrowed his eyes, his face was

extremely cold and clear, picked up the glass and drank it all, the small

half glass of wine in the crystal glass disappeared instantly, the spicy

stimulation spread in his mouth, but his face did not have any change

of expression.

His emotions also followed gradually calm down, his voice is cold and

light: "tomorrow do two preparations, if the Armstrong family are

involved then directly to Mr. and Mrs. Bell what we found, if it is just a

personal work I will inform you again.”

"Okay, I get it."

The secretary nodded her head in response.

Horace's face, however, always surfaced slightly sullen, and what he

found out was different from what he guessed and an answer he found

too unexpected, and he wondered why the other side was doing this?

He thought a lot about it and was not able to come up with a

reasonable outcome.

So is that really the case?

The night was dreamless and the next day came a new day.

The weather was clear and the sun was shining very brightly.

It was a great start to the day, but for Armstrong Corp, public opinion

was growing and the heat was igniting a little bit as time went on.

Several companies cooperating with Armstrong Corp have also

received considerable impact because of Armstrong Corp's plagiarism

incident, originally looking at the Simpson Group gave ample time to

deal with the matter to clear their names, but a day has passed and

Armstrong Corp has not made any action so far, which makes these

companies have a This makes these companies have doubts, think

Armstrong Corp is not delaying time to avoid responsibility?

When Grace arrived at Armstrong Corp early in the morning, her

secretary came over with the termination contract, as several suppliers

refused to cooperate and asked to terminate the contract, and also

claimed for damage to their reputation.

Seeing such a termination contract, Grace is also angry and annoyed:

“It's not like we've been working together for a day or two, can't we just

wait a little longer? Do you have to drop the stone at this time?"

Miss Armstrong, don't be angry, these people are like that, they want to

cooperate with us because they see us running better and better, but

now they want to get rid of the relationship immediately when there is

some trouble. As long as we do not copy, through the difficult times

everything will be fine."

Grace then felt better and asked, “Is Mr. Burris here yet?"

“Not yet. ..."

Only when the secretary's words fell, a knock followed at the door of

the office.

"Come in!"

Grace spoke up.

The door opened and the person outside was Horace, who spoke

lightly, "I need to speak to Miss Armstrong alone.”

The secretary immediately nodded and exited the office, closing the

door in the process.

Grace looked at Horace's seriousness and she asked, "Mr. Burris, is

there any result on the plagiarism?"