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Alyssa Hope pretended to help cover up and said anxiously, “Oh, he might be checking the equipment in the workshop now. Manager Walker has always been very responsible.”

Upon hearing this, Taylor Ware’s expression immediately darkened. In her view, this so-called Manager Walker was the instigator behind the workers blocking the road.

She was about to speak when Greg Jensen suddenly coughed, and Chestor Ware also shook his head at that moment.

She was taken aback for a moment before she caught on.

If Manager Walker was behind the scenes inciting the workers, then as long as he wasn’t a fool, he would definitely be waiting in the office for the new boss.

Otherwise, wouldn’t that be a self-admission of guilt?

Taylor Ware’s cold gaze slowly swept over everyone’s face, from the director of human resources, to the head of the equipment department, and finally landed on the workshop director, Alyssa Hope.

The air in the conference room suddenly quieted down, the other two became somewhat tense, while Alyssa Hope still had a smile on her face.

Seeing Taylor Ware’s unpleasant expression, he could hardly contain his joy. The main reason Manager Walker hadn’t come was that when he had been looking for someone to inform the other party, he had deliberately given the wrong time.

His original plan was to let the workers block the road first and then step in to resolve it, making a presence for himself in front of the new boss.

Plus, the tardiness of Deputy Manager Walker would make him appear even more outstanding.

If the new boss got angry and chased Manager Walker out of the factory, wouldn’t he, the workshop director, be the best candidate for deputy manager?

Although the first step of the plan had gone awry, it seemed to be working out quite well so far.

Just then, the door to the meeting room opened, and a middle-aged man with disheveled hair walked in.

He glanced at Alyssa Hope and then at Taylor Ware sitting in the main seat, nodded, and said, “Sorry, I got the time wrong.”

“No problem, have a seat.”

Taylor Ware was no fool and immediately understood there was something fishy going on.

At that moment, the faces in the conference room were extremely colorful, especially Alyssa Hope, whose schadenfreude nearly spilled out from his face.

However, to his disappointment, the scene that unfolded was not what he anticipated.

Taylor Ware not only didn’t scold Marvin Walker, but her face even had a hint more of a smile, “Well, no problem, take a seat.”

Marvin Walker was also taken aback, then smiled and said, “Thanks, boss.”

“Boss…”

“Do you have something to say?”

Alyssa Hope instinctively wanted to say something, but seeing Taylor Ware’s icy gaze, he immediately swallowed his words.

“No, nothing, please continue.”

Alyssa Hope gave a forced laugh but was filled with confusion.

Taylor Ware looked at Alyssa Hope and said indifferently, “Go to finance and complete the procedures, you’re fired.”

“Okay…”

Alyssa Hope answered reflexively, then realized what had been said, his face immediately darkening as he stammered:

“Boss, what… what do you mean by this?”

Taylor Ware sneered, “Isn’t it clear what I mean? Don’t tell me you had no idea about the workers causing trouble outside.”

“Boss, I really had no idea,” Alyssa Hope tried to argue, but Taylor Ware didn’t give him the chance.

She looked directly at the other two directors and said coolly, “Who instigated this? Whoever speaks first gets to stay.”

“It was Director Alyssa…”

“He instigated it, it has nothing to do with us.”

The two said in unison.

“You… You’re full of it!”

Alyssa Hope’s face turned ashen as he glared fiercely at the two, then turned to Taylor Ware:

“Boss, please don’t listen to their nonsense, I really didn’t know anything about the workers.”

“Heh, it doesn’t matter, go and handle your paperwork.”

“You…”

Taylor Ware spoke indifferently, “I’m still giving you face right now, but if I call security, it won’t look good.”

Alyssa Hope’s mouth twitched slightly as she struggled to stand up. She opened her mouth but didn’t say anything, then turned and walked out.

Scott Lampe and Felix Cooper both sighed with relief.

“All right, let’s start the meeting.”

Taylor Ware turned to the finance director and said, “Let’s first talk about the current economic status of the factory…”

In fact, the situation at Jamae Herbs Factory was much better than Greg Jensen and others had anticipated.

Before buying the factory, they naturally had a comprehensive understanding of its financial status, but this understanding didn’t include some details.

Some factories look good on the surface but are a complete mess inside.

Compared to those factories, the condition of Jamae Herbs Factory could be considered nearly perfect.

Besides the somewhat outdated equipment, there were no other issues.

After briefly getting a grasp of the factory’s situation, Taylor Ware made some arrangements and made promises to the current management team.

As long as they worked diligently, their salaries would definitely be higher than before.

After the meeting, Greg Jensen drove off, while Chestor Ware stayed to help his daughter with the transition.

“Finally done.”

Back at home, Greg Jensen felt that attending the meeting had been exhausting, even more tiring than fighting against more than a dozen people.

Thankfully, with Chestor Ware and his daughter, if it were up to him to manage such a large factory alone, he probably would have been worn out.

The medicinal herbs factory would probably be able to start production in about a week. He was unsure about the status of the herbal base, however.”

Greg Jensen thought for a moment and then called Boss Liu to inquire about the situation at the herbal base.

Learning that the medicinal herbs had entered their maturity phase and could be harvested in about a month, Greg Jensen hesitated for a moment before deciding to ask Boss Liu to come over now to find a piece of land nearby to prepare for setting up a vegetable base.

The herbal base could be left to Third Brother Liu, since he had a share in it anyway.

…

Zhang’s Homestyle Dishes was also located in a small courtyard, with not many rooms—only six, and the largest one was often left vacant.

It was only used when important guests arrived.

At that moment, in the biggest private room, Cindy Harrison was personally hosting, with a middle-aged man seated at the head of the table.

Next to him sat Lena Holmes from Trigova Trading Company, as well as Judy Lampe from Zhang’s Homestyle Dishes.

The middle-aged man had a distinctive, chiseled face with a scar over his left eyebrow, giving him a fierce appearance.

This person was none other than the local mafia boss of Jamae City—Jay Brent.

“Brother Jay, I’ll drink to you.”

Cindy Harrison lifted her glass, gestured to Jay Brent, and then with a sweet smile, she drained her glass.

Jay Brent’s eyes lingered for a moment on Cindy Harrison’s delicate neck, the greed flashing by, but he quickly put away his thoughts.

He knew he couldn’t afford to mess with a woman from the Lin family.

After the third round of drinks, Jay Brent went straight to the point, “Miss Harrison, surely you didn’t ask me to come all the way over here just to have a drink, did you?”

Cindy Harrison smiled and replied, “Indeed, I have a favor to ask of Brother Jay.”

“Haha, don’t hesitate to ask. As long as it’s something I can help with, I won’t refuse,” Jay Brent said with a hearty smile, staring at Cindy Harrison, “I just hope Miss Harrison can say a few good words for me in front of Young Master Lin.”

“Brother Jay, you are too modest. With your capabilities, you hardly need me to put in a good word for you,” Cindy Harrison complimented, then continued, “Actually, I’d like to ask you to take care of someone for me.”

“No problem.”

Jay Brent agreed without hesitation and casually asked, “What’s the person’s name? Where do they live? I’ll call my people right away.”