Before they even got to go downstairs, Quella Radcliffe received a call from Zade Radcliffe.
It was about the new person in charge taking office and the need to invite all the employees out for a meal.
This was considered a tradition at Radcliffe Group.
Quella Radcliffe had planned to treat the employees on Friday night, but Zade Radcliffe called ahead of the schedule.
The venue had already been chosen, Azure Percival Hotel.
One of the top hotels in Gonzalez City.
Of course, the company would foot the bill.
"It seems that we will have to join everyone for the meal."
When they reached the downstairs, Quella Radcliffe told Julius Reed about it.
Originally, this was to be the first time the two dined out together, but now it was instantly disrupted.
"This call came out of nowhere, with even the location preselected?"
Julius Reed's brow furrowed slightly, feeling that there was more to it than meets the eye.
The person least pleased about Quella Radcliffe becoming the project manager was surely Otis Radcliffe.
And the second most displeased had to be Zade Radcliffe.
Now Zade Radcliffe had even chosen the restaurant for them, why did it smell like a weasel paying a New Year's call to a chicken?
He knew about Azure Percival, one of the largest hotels in Gonzalez City.
Usually, when the group went out for meals, it was to regular restaurants.
So why was Zade Radcliffe being so generous this time?
If it were because of the position as project manager, that Zade Radcliffe had a change of attitude towards Quella Radcliffe.
Julius Reed didn't buy it.
There is something fishy going on when there's an anomaly!
"After all, he is my grandfather! I know they always gave you a hard time, but from now on, I'll protect you. In the end, we are family, let's not get too stiff with each other…"
Quella Radcliffe pouted slightly and said with a touch of coquetry.
Family.
The word carried a special significance when it reached Julius Reed's ears.
Quella Radcliffe was finally starting to accept him.
But did those people even deserve to become his family?
If it weren't for Quella Radcliffe's sake, Otis Radcliffe might already be dead in a bar.
However, some thoughts he ultimately kept to himself.
After getting into the car, the two drove the Rolls Royce towards the Azure Percival.
But when they arrived, they found that many Radcliffe Group employees were already waiting at the hotel entrance.
"Damn! Isn't that the Rolls Royce Sky Reed had this morning? How come Quella Radcliffe is sitting inside?"
"Do we even need to say it? This morning when Quella Radcliffe had the 'Dawn's Light', I guessed she had someone outside…"
"Could it be with Sky Reed? No wonder at today's board meeting, he insisted on selecting Quella Radcliffe as the project manager!"
Seeing the two alight from the Rolls Royce, everyone started to buzz with speculation.
"Julius Reed, that loser, is bound to be cuckolded sooner or later!"
"Exactly, I didn't expect this day to come so soon!"
"I used to think Quella Radcliffe was a decent person, but now it turns out she's nothing but a floozy!"
Inside the Radcliffe Group, many people were dissatisfied with Quella Radcliffe.
The reason was simple.
They were all supporters of Otis Radcliffe, and naturally unhappy when their interests were affected.
"Haha, I knew this floozy suddenly rose to the top!"
Otis Radcliffe sneered incessantly to one side.
His head was wrapped in a bandage, his mouth stitched up, and his face was battered, blue and purple.
"President Radcliffe, what happened to you?"
Many employees expressed their concern. Otis Radcliffe was fine in the morning, so how did he end up looking like this by the afternoon?
"Just had a little fall!"
Otis Radcliffe said with an awkward smile, his eyes filled with a colder intent.
He had not even left the bar in the afternoon before he was severely beaten.
Those people had even warned him not to trouble Quella Radcliffe in the future.
So subconsciously, Otis Radcliffe held a grudge against Quella Radcliffe.
Today was the birthday of Jaxen Brandon, the young master of the Brandon Family in Gonzalez City.
Because the Brandon Family had a substantial reputation in Gonzalez City, as a first-rate wealthy family.
Therefore, Jaxen Brandon booked the entire Azure Percival to celebrate with his friends.
After Otis Radcliffe got wind of this through Calvin Leopold, he planned to purposely make things difficult for Quella Radcliffe.
He had Zade Radcliffe notify Radcliffe Group employees in advance that Quella Radcliffe, having been promoted to project manager, would host them at the Azure Percival.
If they ended up facing a situation with no seats available, it would surely breed resentment among the employees.
Then, when Zade Radcliffe reported back to Titan Group, even if Sky Reed and Quella Radcliffe were having an affair, it wouldn't save her position as project manager.
"Otis, what happened to you?"
When they reached the entrance, Quella Radcliffe looked at her brother in disbelief.
"Just a little tumble, it's nothing!"
Otis Radcliffe's smile deepened, knowing his plan was about to succeed.
"Could it be for doing too many wrongs that you got beaten?"
Julius Reed smiled faintly, his eyes brimming with mockery.
If it hadn't been for Quella Radcliffe's face, Otis Radcliffe might already be floating in the river by now.
"Julius."
Quella Radcliffe held his hand, signaling him not to go on.
She could see those obvious signs of assault, but in front of so many people, she still needed to give Otis some dignity.
"President Radcliffe, why did you only just arrive? We are nearly starved to death!"
Employees crowded around.
After Quella Radcliffe was promoted to project leader, even though they were unconvinced, they still had to address her as President Radcliffe.
This made Otis Radcliffe feel even more imbalanced inside.
"Don't worry!"
Calvin Leopold, seeing his dissatisfaction, muttered softly at his side, "Let's see how she handles the employees' anger in a bit."
Otis Radcliffe nodded, cursing continuously in his heart.
"Sorry to keep everyone waiting!"
Quella Radcliffe said, slightly apologetic.
She had rushed over here after receiving a call from her grandfather, but why did it seem like these employees had been waiting for a long time?
"We received a call from the chairman at three, saying that you would treat us, but now it's already four-thirty!"
A member of the Radcliffe Clan pointed at his watch and said.
"Three o'clock?"
Julius Reed furrowed his brows, wondering how they were not informed about this.
Logically, shouldn't Quella Radcliffe have been notified immediately?
But when the two of them received the call, it was already four-oh-five.
A full hour and five minutes later than everyone else!
"Was your phone turned off?"
Julius Reed looked at Quella Radcliffe beside him, sensing that something was amiss.
"No way!"
Quella Radcliffe hadn't thought that much about it.
She walked into the hotel with the employees and said apologetically, "I'm sorry for the long wait, everyone!"
"No worries! We should thank President Radcliffe, we normally wouldn't dare to come to a place like this!"
"Exactly, this is one of Gonzalez City's top restaurants. If not for your auspicious promotion, who knows when we would have the chance to eat here."
Once inside the hotel, the employees began looking around curiously.
Azure Percival was well-known, and many were visiting it for the first time.
They knew of the hotel by name, but it certainly wasn't a place for ordinary people to patronize.
So, hearing that they were going to dine in Azure Percival, many had dressed up carefully in advance, planning to take photos for their social circle.
Dining here with so many people would probably cost hundreds of thousands.
However, Zade Radcliffe had said over the phone that the company would cover this expense.
"Hello, we have a total of twenty-one people," Quella Radcliffe said to the receptionist.
Today, it was the junior managers and above, along with the Radcliffe Clan, who had come.
In essence, these were the core forces of the Radcliffe Group.
"Sorry, but Mr. Brandon has booked the entire first floor, and there are no seats available," the receptionist said, pointing at the noisy group of youths nearby with a light smile.
"What about other places?" Quella Radcliffe inquired, getting a bad premonition as she looked at the group on the first floor.
"There is a VIP box available, but it requires a membership card," the receptionist responded with a smile, asking, "Are you a member by any chance?"
"I'm not yet, but how does one apply for membership?" Quella Radcliffe breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that at least they could dine here.
"A membership card requires an annual spend of five million Yuan. Would you like to apply for one?" the receptionist replied.
"How much?"
Quella Radcliffe was somewhat stunned at the five million figure.
Where could she possibly find so much money at a moment's notice?
"You need to have spent five million to become a member," the receptionist explained with a smile.
"Damn! That's outrageous!" the employees complained dissatisfied.
"Sorry, how about we go somewhere else?" Quella Radcliffe suggested apologetically to the employees.
Even though she knew Azure Percival was a high-end establishment, she hadn't expected the membership threshold to be so high.
"President Radcliffe, are you toying with us by dragging us all the way out here on purpose?"
"Exactly! If it wasn't for Azure Percival, I wouldn't even bother coming!"
"If you can't deliver, then don't talk big!"
The employees were quite discontent, and many unpleasant words were spoken directly.
They were already unhappy about Quella Radcliffe's appointment as project leader.
With this incident now, those who were envious began to mock and jeer.
"President Radcliffe didn't know, give her a break!"
Otis Radcliffe was inwardly pleased, but he tried to mediate on the surface.
"What a letdown! Are we a joke to you?"
"Forget it! I am already full from anger! Waited more than an hour, just to be told to change locations!"
Many people had already turned to leave.
"I am really sorry, I apologize to everyone!" Quella Radcliffe said, looking somewhat helpless.
"I have a card, maybe it will work," said Julius Reed, who had been silent all this while, suddenly speaking up.