Contract Marriage With Mysterious President novel Chapter 300

Amy asked Finnley to revise the plan. He said yes so as to improve his ability.

After Amy left, Finnley, taking the draft, returned to his room and locked the door. He didn't answer the door whoever knocked it.

The staff from HD Group and Newell Group got a little bit anxious. They worried that Finnley would ruin their fruit on which they spent a week. What worried them more was whether Finnley would take all the credit for the plan.

Some reported what happened to Amy, but she asked them to leave him alone, so that he could intensively work on the plan.

Finnley didn't leave the room until 9 o'clock in the next morning. Amy and the rest of the staff were waiting for him outside the room. Finnley stayed up all night, so he was so worn that he rubbed his eyes. Tiredness appeared in his face, however, made him look much more handsome.

"I need to go home and change my clothes. I will come back and explain what I've revised to you after an hour." Finnley was so obsessive about cleanliness that he had to change his clothes on a daily basis.

He walked out the door without waiting for Amy's approval.

"Well, let's take a look at it first. You guys separate into two groups to check on different parts of the plan and write down what has been revised on notebooks." Amy delivered the order and handed out the draft.

The staff found Finnley had highlighted where he had revised by using pens in different colors. And they confirmed that the parts he highlighted were where he had revised after contrasting with the original version.

"Miss Newell, we have confirmed that the parts he highlighted are where he has revised." the staff reported after checking.

"What do you think about it?" Amy started reading the draft.

"We think it's not bad." they stammered. The parts that Finnley revised were exactly the loopholes of the original version.

"Well, have a rest then. I assume you're exhausted too. I will hold a celebratory party for you. Moreover, you can have three days off." Amy said to the staff.

"What about us?" the staff from HD Group asked.

"It's just as the same as what Miss Newell said." Richard came in and said. Today was the day to examine the result, so he and Amy both came to Starway Hotel.

"Nice! We can also take three days off." the staff from HD Group were about to jump when hearing they also had a vacation.

"But the fruit that you produced must be examined by Miss Newell. You will get extra prizes if your work is good. You will get extra working hours if it's not good enough." Richard said to his staff.

These words startled them. They started praying their fruit of a week could pass. They had no idea how many days they needed to work on it if it didn't pass.

The staff kept silent and looked at Amy anxiously when she were reading the plan.

She was reading the plan in no hurry. After finishing reading, she took a sip of tea without saying a word.

The staff were so nervous that they felt like their hearts were stuck at their throats. ‘Does it pass or not?'

"In my opinion, your plan..." Amy didn't finish her sentence but took another sip of tea, which made them more eager to know the answer.

"Miss Newell, how about it exactly?" someone couldn't help asking.

"Excellent. In my opinion, your plan is excellent. Everyone will have a big red envelope with prize money." The staff got thrilled when Amy said it.

"Amazing! We can have both vacation and bonus. We can go shopping." the staff cheered.

At the moment, Finnley, dressed in clean black clothes, came back. He had a similar habit with Amy that they both liked wearing black clothes.

"Finnley, you did a good job in adding and revising, so you will get a red envelope too." Amy said to Finnley.

"I will have one too?" Finnley was surprised. In his mind, he just corrected what was wrong. The thought of getting a prize had never come across his mind. But what he wanted was being acknowledged by Amy rather than the prize.

"Of course, you're outstanding. All of you are outstanding." Then Amy suggested that everyone should stay here and have a rest, since she had already ordered people to prepare for tonight's celebratory party here.

"Miss Newell, I don't need that red envelope. It's enough to make me happy that my work can be recognized by you." Finnley walked to Amy and whispered to her.

"You deserve it. I know you don't need it since you born in a rich family. But it's more like a souvenir that you get from work." Amy explained the reason to him.

Finnley accepted the explanation. ‘That's my first salary that I receive on my own hands. I should keep it as a souvenir.'

"Who is the man next to Amy? He is so handsome." Hilary looked at Finnley and had a crush on him.

"He is the new assistance that she newly hired. It's said that he has a PhD in finance. I know what Amy got. Newell Group will definitely go bankrupt under her leadership. Mr. Newell will kick her out if she doesn't find a helper." Allison told her what she knew.

"I think I have a crush on him. I want to learn more about him." Hilary had turned thirty years old but she didn't achieve much.

"You have your eyes on him? That guy is cold as ice. What are you like him about?" Allison was drinking coffee. She looked at Finnley through the glass. She was more into Richard, though Finnley was good-looking.

"I think he's cool. That's what I like him about. Anyway, you said you were going to deal with Amy, but you haven't make any move yet." Allison had said that she was going to embarrass Amy, which suddenly passed through Hilary's mind.

"No hurry. I need to make a plan. Well, I need you to give me a hand. Will you help me?" Allison darted a sly glance at Hilary. She hadn't let her guard down to Hilary.

"OK. What is it? Just tell me. I will do it if I can. I must take revenge for my dad." Hilary gnashed her teeth and said.

Allison didn't say a word but just watched people outside the cafe coming and going. There was white smoke coming out from the ground due to the high temperature. Though it was autumn, the heat was still like it was in summer.

"Tell me, Allison. I will do whatever you ask." Hilary got anxious finding Allison only looking outside.

"Lean over. Let me tell you." Allison whispered in her ear.