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Chapter 124

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Chapter 124 Won’t Wait for Him for Dinner

There had been a lot of news about Imogen recently. The company’s senior executives didn’t mention it because they were not qualified.

But the executive vice president, Jarvis Fox, was qualified.

He was not only the executive vice president but one of the company’s shareholders and a member of the board of directors. The company’s stock was directly related to him, so it was not abrupt for him to mention it.

Perhaps everyone knew that the problem lay with Troy, but no one dared to blame him…

After being pointed out her problems in public, Imogen turned even paler and felt ashamed in her heart. “I’m so sorry my personal reasons have affected the company…”

Before she could finish speaking, she was interrupted by Troy.

He glanced at the crowd lightly. “I don’t think this is a good time to talk about this.”

Except the chief financial officer, who needed to be appointed and dismissed by the board of directors, Troy had direct decision–making power over persons in charge of other departments and projects.

Jarvis smiled awkwardly. “Yes.”

Troy obviously wanted to keep Imogen. Jarvis was better not to say more about it.

“Go on.” Troy said lightly.

Mac smiled. “What I want to say has already been said by the previous few, so I won’t repeat it.” “However.” He changed the subject, “I had dinner with Director Reed a few days ago. And he mentioned to me that Ms. Forbes rejected his title invitation and blocked him. Ms. Forbes, is that true?”

Another executive vice president answered, “Director Reed? Isn’t he preparing a talent show? It’s good to get the title sponsor. The consumption–ability of fans of domestic entertainment idols has always been good.”

The executive vice president, Lang Hand, in charge of McKesson and several other brands, was Imogen’s immediate superior. But he didn’t usually care for matters and delegated power to his subordinates.

Everyone looked at Imogen in unison.

Imogen looked at Mac and admitted frankly, “It’s true…”

“Imogen, you have been in Marshall Group for three years. Don’t you know what you should and should not do?” Mac said immediately.

Lang tried to mediate, “Imogen’s workability over the years is obvious to all. I think this incident is probably a misunderstanding. How about this? What about we ask Director Reed out to have a meal together, and we will apologize? This will be fixed.”

Before Imogen could speak, Mac said, “Today, we are free. I think we will do it tonight!”

“Mr. Johnson, I’m very sorry. But I won’t apologize to him!” Imogen finally found the opportunity to intervene.

Lang looked at her in surprise.

“Imogen, do you know what you are talking about? You offended Director Reed because of your personal reason, causing a massive loss for McKesson. Can you take it?” Mac reprimanded her on

the spot.

“Massive loss? May I ask whether McKesson has a loss?” Imogen was neither humble nor overbearing.

Mac was speechless for a while and snorted. “There is no loss. But there are better options. Why don’t you choose?”

“I have a plan for future development of McKesson, so I have my reasons for not choosing this. You gave me a lot of advice. And I will seriously consider it. But I would not accept the crime if Mr. Johnson always wanted to blame me for nothing.” Imogen’s tone was forceful, with a hint of tenacity.

Troy looked at the confident and proud Imogen, and his eyes showed a flash of appreciation.

This girl had grown rapidly in the past few years, and she could easily handle high–level meetings. Mac was embarrassed before everyone, and his face gradually turned gloomy. “Then tell me, what is your reason for not choosing this?”

“I think Director Reed’s program is not long–term. And there are great hidden dangers.”

This hidden danger was Kenny himself.

Later, the matter was revealed as Imogen expected, and Kenny was proven to sleep with the students. Those students who refused to accept it were eliminated, resulting in the program being cut directly. Since then, the relevant departments had also issued regulations to prohibit this idol–raising talent show.

But now, Mac didn’t know that. “Hmph, so many investors are optimistic about this show. You are talking nonsense…”

“Stop!” Troy shouted, “Such a mere trifle is worthy of Mr. Johnson’s seriousness and endless debate?”

Mr. Johnson made a gloomy face. “I’m doing this for the company.”

Troy smiled without saying a word.

With Imogen’s temper, she didn’t block clients unless they’d done something egregious.

Lang mediated, “Mr. Johnson, don’t worry too much. Isn’t it just a program director? It’s nothing. Imogen, don’t worry about it, and focus on your work.”

Lang didn’t like to fight for power and profit. Imogen had run McKesson well for several years as Lang’s subordinate. He lived leisurely, didn’t need to worry, and could get a lot of dividends. How comfortable!

Seeing that no one spoke for him, Mac’s face became even more gloomy. And he gave Imogen a

hard look.

But before Mac looked back, he felt a chill behind him. He looked sideways and found Troy’s cold eyes swept over him. Mac trembled and froze instantly. He sat in his seat and remained silent until the meeting was over.

When the meeting was adjourned, Troy sorted out the documents in his hand and paused on his seat for a few seconds. Waiting for everyone to go out, he told Imogen, “Ms. Forbes, come to my office.”

The two came out of the meeting room. And the secretary stepped forward to inform, “Mr. Marshall, the two policemen are already waiting in the lounge.”

“We are going just there.”Property of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.

We?

Imogen was wondering, so Troy looked over. “I have someone call the police. The leaks your personal information must not be let go.”

Imogen understood.

She originally wanted to go to call the police after getting off work.

The police made a record for Imogen, and the lawyer was responsible for the rest.

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In addition to the netizens who leaked Imogen’s personal information, several people who frantically smeared and spread rumors in the comment area would also be sued together.

After seeing off the police, Imogen followed Troy to his office.

“Mr. Marshall, is there anything else?”

“Yesterday, I left my mobile phone in the car.” Troy mentioned this as an explanation for not answering her call.

She had already gone to the company when he returned from running this morning. He had two meetings in the morning, and only now was he free to talk to Imogen.

“Well.” Imogen responded lightly with a calm face.

When he went to see Sarah in private, he must not want anyone to disturb him. Now he pretended to explain. Did he think she was so easy to fool?

Imogen added, “I came to you yesterday because a document needs your signature.”

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spy on his whereabouts or interfere in his private affairs. If he wanted to

h, Imogen would let him.

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anted to ask me if I would go home for dinner.”

speechless.

waited for him to come home for dinner was what happened before.

Now, she no longer cared whether he ate, dressed warmly, or tied for him.

Troy pursed his lips and changed the subject, “Why did you block Director Reed?”

Imogen’s expression froze. “A little problem…”

“You don’t tell the truth.” Troy’s tone was firm.

“I just don’t think it’s a big deal.” Imogen said lightly.

“If it were not a big deal, wouldn’t you block a customer? This is not your usual style of doing things.”

Imogen moved his lips but did not speak. She silently lowered her eyes as if refusing to communicate.

She felt upset but didn’t feel the need to say it.

Even if she said it, Troy would not clarify the matter but would embarrass her instead.

Seeing this, Troy didn’t continue to ask, “Since you don’t want to tell, I won’t ask. It’s fine. Go back to work and don’t log in to social platforms recently.”

“Yeah.”

Imogen nodded, turned around, and walked out. When she reached the door, Troy stopped her again. “By the way, the person behind the news has been found out. It’s Charlene. How do you