Chapter 159 His Tone Was Recognizably His

• Then Doris texted Franklin privately. "Mr. Lynch, could I inquire in private whether this is Mr. Yarwood's or your request?" " I asked for it. Any issues? Franklin answered back. It was Franklin's duty as Dalton's special assistant to be aware of his boss's priorities. One would expect a professional CEO's special assistant to possess this competence. Well, not at all an issue. Simply put, I thought this after Mr. Yarwood unexpectedly gave an internal account to a female streamer the other day. "Well, then, forget it. Kindly disregard me, Mr. Lynch. Fear not—just the three of us senior executives are aware of Mr. Yarwood's account!” A woman who streams? Woman?
• "Please share that streamer's live streaming channel with me as well, Ms. Yoder," typed Franklin after taking a big breath. Doris grinned as she complied right away. Mr. Yarwood appeared to be intending to concentrate on growing their department. It's a good thing this streamer was signed! Later on, they would have to give that moderator a bonus! Franklin eagerly browsed through the "Empathy Clinic" live streaming channel as he exited the conference room. When he realized it was a medical channel, his heart began to calm down a little. Dalton must be interested in it for work-related reasons, he reasoned. Dalton, in the in the meantime, waited in the meeting room for almost three minutes before getting a response.
• "Mr. Yarwood, it appears you're quite interested in me and have been following closely," said the Empathy Clinic. With a faint cold feeling behind her medical goggles, Wynter stood up in front of the pharmaceutical cabinet and typed. Her gesture, which emphasized the delicacy of her face, was to bite off the glove from her other hand. Dalton could tell by her response that she wasn't feeling well at the moment. He hesitated a minute before answering. "I apologize for any rudeness from the Yarwood family in the past," said Emperor VIP Sir Yarwood.