Chapter 98

"I can perform surgery on your son now to save him." I stared at the man. He stared back in a daze. "Really?" "You can look me up online. My name is Jace Ranford. I'm confident enough to say that there are less than ten cardiologists in our country who are on par with me. You don't need to queue at the hospital or try to find anyone. I'm an expert; I can save him for sure. "I can use your employee insurance to have your son's treatment covered under the company's healthcare plan. With the special medication from Dramonia, the entire treatment until he fully recovers won't cost more than 150 thousand dollars. "If you don't believe me, I can write you a guarantee letter right now. If I can't follow through, you can sue me, report me—whatever you want. "Your son is still so young. Do you really want to leave his life in the hands of strangers after you're gone? As long as you say yes, you'll be there to watch him grow up. You'll be a part of his life. No one has to be sacrificed." He stared at me for a long time before he said, "Write the guarantee letter." I wrote one on the spot and handed it to him. He read through it carefully a few times. Eventually, he chose to believe me and stepped down. I let out a sigh of relief when the crisis was averted. "But I saw that you've been fired from the hospital… Where will my son's surgery be performed?" He looked at me nervously. I smiled. "I just invested in a new hospital today. I will be fully responsible for your son." Perhaps I looked so confident that he finally decided to really trust me. The reporters downstairs didn't get what they wanted and left. Mira investigated the man's claims that he was an outcast and found that there were indeed small cliques in his department. I gave them a warning and deducted their salary. With many people dissatisfied with work, I had to call for a meeting with the senior management. "Overtime hours for employees are not to exceed five hours per week, and the rate will also be doubled. Also, please take note of your team members' mental well-being. "If there are any cases of people being bullied or ostracized, please step in. If anything like this happens in the future, as the leader, you will be held partially responsible as well." I scanned everyone's faces, and most of them agreed. Jason didn't say anything, and the people on his side remained silent too. I asked, "Jason, what do you think?" Jason looked up at me with contempt. "I think you're being too idealistic. This is not a class; it's a workplace. "Everyone has their own responsibilities. If one can't handle pressure and finish their job, then they should be terminated instead of having us take care of them. If everyone uses this excuse to threaten the company and gain benefits, then who will provide benefits for the company?" Every word he spoke was targeting me. My face slowly turned cold. A few of his lackeys chimed in. "Mr. Lawson is right." "After all, Mr. Ranford just took over the company. It's understandable if he doesn't know some stuff." "That's not how a company should be managed." I slammed my palm down on the table. "Enough!" Everyone immediately became quiet as they shifted their gaze on me. "I am not asking for permission—I am informing all of you."