Beyond the Divorce

I inwardly applauded the folks at the market, knowing that they were a lazy bunch and had always found ways to slack off. Surprisingly, Eleanor had managed to rally them with enthusiasm. Eleanor displayed excellent control and seemed like a person who could get things done.

She had also revamped the store without reporting any expenses. I had examined her monthly financial reports before, and they were clear and precise. It was clear that she had years of experience in the market.

She seemed like a mature and outstanding market manager, a potential gem of a high-level executive. It seemed that I had unintentionally acquired a valuable asset. Surface Solutions had lost a precious

asset.

I remembered that Eleanor had mentioned before my trip to the capital that Surface Solutions's representative in Foswood wanted to discuss working with us upon my return.This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - ©.

I turned to Eleanor and asked, "What's the situation with Surface Solutions? Are their people still waiting?"

Eleanor nodded immediately and reported, "Yes, they're still waiting. I outlined our general opinions to them, but they insisted on waiting for you. Surface Solutions's boss came to Foswood personally for the meeting."

I glanced at her and almost asked if she had met Surface Solutions's boss. But since there were others present, I held back.

Eleanor understood my intention and gave me a meaningful look while saying, "No, I haven't met anyone from there."

I nodded in approval once again and thought that Eleanor had handled things pretty well.

"Call and tell them I'm back. Don't keep them waiting too long. Resolve this as soon as possible," I instructed.

"If they want to dominate the market in Foswood, it's fine for them to sell their materials through us. However, we won't use their products for our projects anymore," I asserted confidently.

"I'm granting them this opportunity because of you. It will make things less awkward for them. Business is business, after all," I said.

I did this to give Eleanor some

breathing room. I didn't want to put

Surface Solutions in a hard spot. Circles were small in this industry, and maintaining a good reputation was crucial.

"When we negotiate, you and I can play a good cop, bad cop routine. It'll make things easier for you," I suggested.

Eleanor looked at me gratefully and led me to the display area to show me the products.

Jaxford Doors impressed me. Their doors were elegant and practical in both design and performance, with reliable safety features.

The other company, though high-end, seemed more niche. It didn't have the grandeur and practicality of Jaxford Doors.

I immediately made a decision since we were on limited time, telling Eleanor to contact Jaxford Doors' sales department.

"We'll go with Jaxford Doors. There's no need to waste any more time. Arrange for them to come to Foswood for a face-to-face meeting," I told Eleanor.

Eleanor quickly informed me, "Jaxford is negotiating with another company in Foswood. It seems to be just about the price difference."

I looked at Eleanor and said firmly,

"We need to secure it. We have conditions that are sure to win. There shouldn't be any doubt here You have full authority over everything. We'll rely on quantity and speak with quality. These are high-end products, and you have my full support."

I was resolute.

Both Carol and Eleanor seemed a little shocked by my decisiveness.

I continued, "But there's one thing. We need to push down the price a little more. Remember, they have no other options! Let's not waste any more time. We are an absolute powerhouse in Bourdamun alone."

My tone was firm and authoritative, exuding confidence.