Female Novel
Chapter 1582
Chapter 1582 The President Has To Eat Too
After discussing the whole morning, they still did not get a solution.
"Lancer Corporation’s medicinal materials are of the best quality in the country.Getting a supply ofmedicinal materials of their grade won't be easy.Moreover, the quantity needed is a lot, which will bechallenging."
One of the senior employees sighed.
If even he had no way, others would not have any either.
"If there’s nothing we can do, we can only give in and change the price to what Lancer Corporationwants."
Someone was already expecting the worse.
Everyone in the conference room looked dejected.
Rosalie’s hope was crushed, and her heart sank.
Since it was already time for the lunch break, Rosalie had to dismiss the meeting.
"Let’s end this meeting here.Please keep this matter concealed from other employees.Let’s keep thismatter to ourselves first.Spreading the news might make others feel dejected too.I'll think of some otherway to solve this matter."
Everyone agreed.
Rosalie thought of something and smiled.
"The research institute’s atmosphere seems down lately.Why don’t you guys take your subordinates forlunch? It’s on me."
She wanted to ease the tense mood of the supervisors.
Everyone knew her intention and smiled.
Rosalie watched them leave.
She did not have the mood to eat and sat in the conference room, dejected.
All she wanted to do now was think of a way to solve this matter.She even thought of calling herteacher.Her teacher would be happy to hear she had invented a drug like this.
Moreover, her teacher had a high reputation in the field and probably knew some high-end medicinalmaterial suppliers.
When she was about to call Quentin, Byron’s call came in.
Rosalie adjusted her mood and answered the call.
"Have you taken your lunch?"
Byron's voice came from the other end of the call, easing her mind.
Rosalie felt graveness striking her when she heard his voice.novelbin
"No, I've been in a meeting this morning and don’t have the appetite..."
"Come out.I’m outside the research institute."
Byron seemed to have expected this, and his voice sounded comforting.
Rosalie’s eyes lit up in joy, and she headed out.
"Why are you here? Aren’t you at work?"
"The president has to eat too."
Byron sounded helpless, yet he doted on her.
"You were so tired last night, and I had to apologize.Otherwise, I’m afraid you might pack your thingsand sleep in the guest bedroom."
Rosalie’s face flushed red upon thinking about what happened last night.
She subconsciously looked around.
After ensuring no one was around, she was relieved and muttered, "Stop talking nonsense.I’ll be at theentrance in a while."
Byron smiled and said nothing but did not hang up the call.
Rosalie had just walked out of the research institute and already saw the familiar Bentley.
The window facing the research institute rolled down, and everyone who walked out of the researchinstitute could see the man in the car.
It seemed Byron had seen her, and he hung up the call.
Then, he got out of the car.
Rosalie approached him and got into the car as Byron had opened the door for her.
"What do you want to have for lunch?"
Byron entered the car through the driver’s seat as he asked her.
When he spoke, he glanced at her.
All he saw was the same expression from yesterday on the woman’s face again.
Apparently, the problem of Lancer Corporation had not been solved yet.
It seemed the problem had worsened.