I parted my lips, adjusted my face, and leaned over to hold his arm. "Well, there will be a lot of people watching. Don't let them gossip. Cheer up."
Hendrix didn't respond. He looked down at me and smiled. "It's my duty to cooperate with you."
He was being very compliant, but as I looked into his eyes, I felt that something was wrong.
We went straight into the building. When the elevator doors swung open, the entire floor was filled with company staff who were waiting for us. When they saw Hendrix, they all greeted him respectfully, "Good morning, President!"
Hendrix kept calm and took me through the corridor.
Naomi, the manager, followed him obediently. She was only as tall as Hendrix's shoulder, but she still bowed politely and said, "President, what a surprise to see you. We didn't have time to prepare for your visit. Which department are you going to inspect? I'll arrange things for you right away."
Hendrix didn't respond and entered the office. He carefully brought me to the sofa to sit down. I leaned back, crossed my legs, and placed one hand on the armrest. He then asked, "Ryan, are you familiar with the company's policy on staff management and resignations?"
"That's one of the core responsibilities of the personnel department. Naturally, I am well aware of it." Ryan said humbly.
"Well, please assist me with the resignation procedure. From today onwards, remove me from all associated responsibilities in the group," Hendrix said.
"What?" Ryan thought he had misheard, his forehead was glistening with cold sweat. He nervously asked while he was wiping away his sweat, "President, you're joking, aren't you. I am merely a simple manager from the personnel department. How am I qualified to dismiss you?"
This was probably the first time any company had to dismiss the president of their own company.
"Do I look like I'm joking?" Hendrix then calmed down and his face went blank. His look of indifference was so frightening, Ryan the manager, shivered again.
"I heard from Ryan that you intend to be dismissed from the company, Hendrix?" Jennifer asked.
Hendrix arched his fingers and twiddled his thumbs. He looked at her and smiled meaningfully. Suddenly, he beckoned to me. "Everything is up to your sister- in- law. You can speak to her."
Huh?
I was confused. We had talked about it at home, and I was only here to accompany him for the formalities. What was the meaning of this?
As we ought to be on the same page, I smiled and said, "Yes, this was my idea. Your brother has been very tired these past few years. It's not easy for him to be with his family. I want him to retire and stay with me and the children. Weren't you always interested in managing a company? Would you like to consider taking over your brother's position?"
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