Chapter 117
Havenât had a few bites, Ben led five or six people from the chip project team and came over Everyone at the door said in unison, Tresident Hartley. Cornelia, good evening!
Cornelia, âGood evening!â
Marcus raised his eyebrows, and his eyes under the siverârimmed glasses clearly showed displeasure, âWhatâs up?â
Ben immediately handed over the documents. We reviewed the project plan again this afternoon and found a loophole. We need President Hartley to take a look
Marcus glanced through the documents and quickly found the loophole Ben mentioned without his guidance. âThe Hartley Groupâs selfâdeveloped chip has already been approved and is about to go on the market. The purpose of this meeting is to let everyone know that we the Hartley Group, no longer rely on other peopleâs mobile phone and computer businesses â
Ben probably understood Marcusâs meaning. âSo you mean we donât need to hide our strength this time, and we just want to show our cards to our opponents?â
Marcus nodded, his sexy thin lips slightly raised, revealing his confidence and ambition, âMany times, showing your cards can actually achieve a different effect
Hearing Marcus say this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. They were all shocked when they found out that the âcard dataâ appeared on the project plan, thinking that there was a mole in the team. Fortunately, it was not, otherwise all their efforts would have been wasted
Ben said again, âEveryone, go back and rest early. In the next few days, everyone needs to stay energized so that everyone can see the strength of the Hartley Groupâ
âOkayâThe others came quickly and left even faster.
Soon, there were only the three of them left. Cornelia asked Ben, âBen, have you had dinner? Do you want to have some food?â
Ben saw that Cornelia and Marcus were eating quite well, âdid you make the food?â
Cornelia nodded. âYeah, thereâs still some in the pot â
âYour homemade soup! I have to eat it even if Iâm not hungryâ As soon as he finished speaking, Ben felt a chill coming from his side, making his spine cold.
He turned his head and met Marcusâs gaze
Ben felt that Marcusâs gaze was like a poisoned arrow, and if he didnât run away, he could be killed by it.
He nervously swallowed his saliva. âCornelia, Iâve already had dinner, I wonât have the soup. President Hartley, you take your time eating. Im going to go upstairs and restâ
With that, he ran away, even faster than a rabbit
Cornelia was a little confused, âWhatâs wrong with Ben?â
âDonât worry about him âMarcus added the remaining soup from the pot to his bowl If he doesnât eat it, I willâ
Did Ben deserve to eat the soup his wife made?
Marcus didnât have a big appetite, especially for dinner. Plus, his stomach was uncomfortable, so Cornelia was worried he would eat too much, President Hartley, donât eat anymore. Its not good to eat too much at nightâ
Marcus was full, but he couldnât bear to waste the soup she made, âAm I a threeâyearâold child?â
Cornelia,â
She thought to herself, Marcus always bullied her just because he was her boss, completely unreasonable.
After finishing the food, Cornelia naturally wanted to clean up the dishes, but Marcus grabbed her hand, âIâll do the dishes.â
Cornelia couldnât believe her ears, âPresident Hartley, you said you will do the dishes?â
Marcus replied, âYou cooked the meal, Fl do the dishes. Thatâs how it should be divided, right?â
Marcuss parents didnât have a good relationship, and he had never had the chance to live with them or see how other couples got along. So, he felt that he couldnât let Cornelia take on
everything.