Chapter 1281: Chapter 1281: Questioning
It was from that time that the development of the River Clan had always been ahead of the Simmons Clan, until Arnold Simmons appeared.
Old Sir River, who once thought of acquiring the Simmons Clan, had to abandon the plan due to Arnold’s sudden emergence.
Back then, he couldn’t have imagined that a bastard son, overlooked by everyone, could lead the Simmons Clan back from the dead and even surpass the River Clan.
Even if Old Sir River was reluctant, he knew that in terms of doing business, even if he were decades younger, he wouldn’t be a match for Arnold Simmons.
It was because of this realization that Old Sir River repeatedly urged George River not to oppose Arnold Simmons.
He handed the River Clan over to his grandson entirely, not seeking the expansion and strengthening of the River Clan, but merely hoping that George wouldn’t aggressively chase development and put the River Clan into crisis.
But he hadn’t imagined that George would be so bold.
So bold as to sign off on the South City Project behind his back.
With such a big problem in the River Clan, even if George wanted to hide it, he couldn’t.
When the news reached Old Sir River, he was so angry that he was hospitalized and still hasn’t regained consciousness.
The illness of Old Sir River and the serious mistakes of the South City Project together overwhelmed George almost to the point of breathlessness.
After the South City Project, other projects under his responsibility also started to encounter problems, and voices of dissent began emerging within the company.
They were questioning his ability.
Questioning whether he could lead the River Clan through this crisis.
Or perhaps they were blaming him for plunging the River Clan into the current crisis.
It’s ridiculous, at the time the profits from the South City Project were being hailed as a business genius, but now that there are just starting to be problems, they’ve all turned to blame him.
The fickleness of human nature, George experienced for the first time so vividly.
Even though he is the President of the River Clan, the successor chosen by his own grandfather, he still can’t silence these people.
The voices of doubt and blame compounded the already severe situation.
With such a major problem in the company, other shareholders naturally couldn’t sit still.
Three days later, the River Clan held a shareholder meeting.
The purpose of the meeting was only one, to discuss whether George, with his current capabilities, could still be fit for the position of President.
This was the first time George faced scrutiny from so many senior company leaders simultaneously.
Most of these people were "battle-hardened," remaining calm and shrewd.
Especially when a barrage of questions came his way, which seemed calm but were actually loaded with deep skepticism and targeting.
Looking at the gazes cast by everyone, George felt deeply powerless, unable even to utter a word in his defense.
He had never encountered such a situation before.
Although he had learned management from his grandfather before, he had also heard about such matters.
But he couldn’t really empathize.
For the past twenty-some years, his life had been meticulously planned as a promising successor’s path, and no one questioned his abilities.
Nor did anyone doubt his decisions.
It seems now, it was only because he had not yet touched the interests of these people.
Once there was a problem, these "meditating" old shareholders would emerge like sharks smelling blood, their eyes fixed on him, then exposing their rows of sharp teeth.
At the end of the meeting, the summary was made by a major shareholder of the company.
Similarly, this person was also a good friend of his grandfather.
