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Chapter 300
Chapter 300
Chapter 300 A Unique Charm
The petite woman had adorned herself with a touch of light makeup and was clad in an elegant business suit that accentuated her alluring curves. Holding a folder in her hand, she exuded a remarkable temperament that was captivating and beautiful.
Joseph’s gaze flickered, and his Adam’s apple bobbed as his eyes landed on her with a seemingly nonchalant expression.
Chloe saw that he had noticed her and silently encouraged herself, donning a professional smile as she approached. She gently tapped on the car window, indicating that she had something to discuss with him. Joseph graciously rolled down the window, his gaze indifferent.
“Mr. Joseph, if you have the time, I’d like to invite you for a meal. I’d also like your input on this proposal,” she said earnestly, devoid of personal emotions.
“I don’t believe Fairlight has any collaboration with your company, am I right?” he asked.
“No, the proposal I presented was submitted to the Grahams this morning. You mentioned that the proposal wasn’t acceptable, and I’d like to know specifically what’s wrong with it and how I should modify it,” she replied, maintaining a smile that concealed her seething anger.
Joseph casually dismissed, “To be honest, everything written in that proposal is unacceptable. Property © NôvelDrama.Org.
He thought Chloe would be disheartened by this. Little had he expected her to confidently shake the folder in her hand and say, “That’s why I’ve created a new one.”
A flicker of surprise crossed Joseph’s eyes, and a knowing smile played at the corners of his mouth. “My time is precious. How do you plan to show your gratitude?”
Her petite face tensed, and she cautiously raised her hand in front of her chest. “Treating you to a meal and drinks is fine, but not…that!”
If he had special requests, he should seek specialized services.
“What do you mean by…that?” Joseph drew out his words, his handsome face filled with confusion as if he genuinely did not know what she was talking about.
Chloe’s face sank. She knew that he was feigning ignorance. Without a trace of hesitation, she turned to leave.
Joseph’s temple throbbed, and he commanded in a deep voice, “Come back.”
Chloe halted her steps but did not turn around. “How do you want me to express my gratitude?
“Cook a meal for me,” he replied.
“No problem,” she readily agreed, opening the car door and jumping into the front passenger
seat.
Lucas looked at Chloe speechlessly.
Joseph’s expression darkened. “Drive,” he commanded.
Lucas looked at both of them speechlessly.
‘Fine. If both of you won’t say anything, I won’t either. Let’s all keep it to ourselves.’
Unaware of the strange atmosphere in the car, Chloe lowered her head and watched the passing restaurants. Silence enveloped them as the car moved forward. Joseph’s phone vibrated, and he took it out to check. It was a message from Xavia.
[Joseph, can you accompany me for dinner tonight? Dining alone is so boring.]
His slender fingers tapped on the screen as he replied.
[I’m not free tonight.]
Chloe chose a Dai restaurant as their meeting place.
Joseph had a plain palate, preferring Asven, Amer, or Estren cuisine, and disliked anything
outside of these options. Consequently, if he did not like the meals, he would have more time to look over her proposal.
The waiter brought all the dishes to the table, and Joseph picked up a wrap. His eyebrows furrowed as he placed it back on the plate and never touched it again.
Chloe handed over the proposal. “Take a look at the new one I’ve written.”
Joseph did not reach out to take it. “Why didn’t you invite Mr. Alexander to join us?”
“You’re a leader in the business world. Once you approve this proposal, Mr. Alexander will also approve it.’
“Hah, are you trying to flatter me?”
“I’m being honest.”
She did not want to do this either, but who would expect Joseph to play dirty so openly? Whether Alexander cooperated or not, it all depended on his words.
Joseph stared at Chloe’s beautiful face, which concealed a hidden resentment. Suddenly, a smirk tugged at the corner of his lips, and a word emerged in his mind-doormat.
‘An infuriated doormat who could not voice her anger.’
Looking at it from another perspective, he admired those who could suppress their temper for the sake of work.
Joseph composed himself, adopting a tone that a superior would use when questioning a subordinate, and said, “I won’t look at this proposal for now. First, tell me about the shortcomings of the document from this morning.”
Chloe straightened her posture, her eyes bright and spirited as she said, “First, there’s the issue of costs. The costs are high, and the profits are substantial. However, these so-called profits for the Grahams are insignificant. They’re optional and dispensable. Furthermore, if we want to increase the profits to over 7 million dollars every quarter, it means we have to invest more. As a medium-sized company, the Johnsons can’t afford such costs and can only rely on the Grahams to cover them.
“But the key is that once we decide to increase the profits to over 7 million dollars every quarter, the operational difficulty will also rise, and the risks will be significant. I reviewed several aspects and devised ways to reduce operational risks this afternoon. Please have a
look.”
She spoke confidently, with a focused calmness that exuded a unique charm.
Joseph’s eyes
flickered with surprise. He had only known her for her proficiency in Estren. He had not expected her to possess such quick and efficient problem-solving abilities too. Although there were still flaws, she was already remarkably impressive considering her age.
Finally, he picked up and viewed the documents placed on the table.
Chloe anxiously gripped her hands, her eyes fixed unwaveringly on Joseph. She resembled a student waiting for her teacher to grade her assignment.
“How is it? Is this plan feasible?” she cautiously asked, her voice filled with anticipation.
“Mmhm,” he replied.
‘Mmhm? What does he mean by mmhm? Does it mean that my plan is good?’
Chloe beamed brightly and asked, “Then, when will you help me talk to Mr. Alexander?”