Chapter 227 Please Save My Grandpa

"Mr. Fuller, the morning briefing is about to start. Let's head over," Corey said. Gideon nodded and walked into the conference room. Inside, department heads lined up with their updates. "Our gaming division has been—" "With numbers this bad, what am I even paying you for? Charity?" Gideon cut in. "The new architectural blueprint—" "Pay a freelancer a thousand dollars and they'd still do a better job than you." "Our latest publicity plan—" "Scrap it and start over!" By the end of it, nearly everyone had been dressed down. When the meeting was dismissed, Gideon strode out of the conference room, his face a brewing storm. The others filed out uneasily. "What crawled under his skin this morning?" "Who knows? Oh great, another long night for us!" "He wasn't wrong, but he's never been this harsh before." "How dare you grumble about Mr. Fuller?" Corey said coldly. Mouths snapped shut. A moment later, they crowded around Corey. "Mr. Lawson, what's going on? Why is Mr. Fuller