**8**
Damon personally came to my house.
I had already prepared myself for his fury, ready to take any punishment.
I said sincerely, “Boss, whatever you want me to do, just pick. I won’t have any
complaints. There’s also a baseball bat, and some thorny branches over there. You can use
whatever you want to hit me.”
Damon’s handsome face darkened slightly. “Do you really think I’m such an unreasonable
person?”
Of course not.
“But I’ve caused you to lose your eligibility to inherit the company now. Killing me wouldn’t even be enough to vent your anger, right?”
He sighed. “Riley Morgan, you really are an idiot.“”
Yes, I’m an idiot. A big, dumb, self–important idiot.
I shouldn’t have interfered back then. I should have just let the director, screenwriter, and
actors do their own thing.
Why did I have to be so nosy?!
Damon walked past me and sat on the sofa, slowly saying, “Pour me a glass of water.”
“Boss…”
“What? I’m broke now, and you won’t even give me a glass of water?”
I quickly went to pour him some water.
Damon told me.
So, inheriting the company was out of the question.
Tears were about to stream down my face. “But your cousin was put away! Aren’t he the only two grandsons in your family? If you don’t inherit it, who will?”
you and
Damon looked at me with amusement. “Did someone say it had to be a grandson to inherit the company?”
Me: “…”
“I’ll take my losses. I don’t regret it.”
Damon patted my head. “Besides, we haven’t completely lost. There’s still a chance to turn things around.”
I knew what “chance to turn things around” Damon was talking about.
The tens of billions in box office earnings were no small sum.
But compared to his grandfather’s family empire, it was truly nothing.
“Boss, if you start a new company, can I be your first employee?”
I looked at him expectantly.
I was afraid he’d think I was a jinx and cut ties with me forever.
“Of course. When we set up a new company, who else will do the laundry, cook, and clean if not you?”
I immediately took back what I said.
“Just kidding. You’re a major shareholder now.”
He looked at me, smiling.
No sooner said than done.
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I went to pick out a company location, and Damon went to recruit people.
The director, seeing his movie earn a fortune, came to me again. “Ms. Morgan, I have a
new movie proposal here. Are you interested?”
Not really.
This kind of miraculously blind luck only happens once.
“No, I don’t want to get into movies right now. I’m interested in Al.”‘
I wasn’t making things up. Damon was indeed planning to develop in that direction.
His grandfather’s company was traditional manufacturing, stable and steady.
But Damon didn’t like that industry.
He wanted a new approach.
That evening, as I was eating my takeout, I stared at the chicken drumstick in my boss’s takeout box, my eyes shining.
He was still talking endlessly.
He looked up and saw me staring at him, then cleared his throat, his handsome face
flushing slightly. “Why are you staring at me?”
I licked my lips. “Boss, your chicken drumstick looks so beautiful.”
Damon’s handsome face darkened. “Go find somewhere cool to stand.”
I hesitantly moved further away from him.
“Come here.”
He waved me over, annoyed.
I cautiously approached him again.
Sa The Ding Chicken drumstick ander in my vi
Damon sa a fint of seation in his voice
Boss, now that our company is set up and employees are being hired, what’s next?”
He looked at me “Like you, no plan is the best plan
Inoticed that Damon was taly different
Before, working at his grandfather’s company he was methodical, playing the role of a Comineeing CEO every day
He was active and serious, but something always felt missing.
But now, I could feel the fire and passion in him, so stimulating that I wanted to get up and ren ten lags around a track
Starting a business is tough, especially in AL. It’s incredibly expensive.
The problem is, even if you spend the money, there’s no guarantee of a return.
Damon recruited a group of researchers, and one little fatty confidently declared, “My technology, once developed, will be a revolutionary innovation, unprecedented and unparalleled…
My boss and I ignored his rambling. “How much money?”
“Conservatively estimated, one billion.
One billion. To the old Damon, it was a drop in the ocean.
But now, we had to stretch every cent.
Because we no longer had any backing or support.
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Thu, 3
If we failed, this game might truly be game over.
I looked at Damon. “Do we do it?”
He nodded. “Yes. If we don’t, we’ll have no chance at all. If we do, there’s infinite possibility.”
“Including failure?”
“Including failure.”
