"Indeed, Mr. Battleson, hasn't your injury healed yet? If that's the case, it's better to rest quietly. We shareholders can help you discuss and handle the company's affairs."
"Mr. Battleson, after you suddenly got injured and hospitalized, many of the company's issues were handled with Mr. Robbins' assistance, allowing our company's operations to stabilize. I believe, during this period, handing over the company's management rights to Mr. Robbins shouldn't be a problem for you, right?"
Although some shareholders were eagerly praising George Robbins, a surprised expression appeared on his face, and he quickly waved his hand, refusing.
"After all, it's ultimately Mr. Battleson's company. Although I am the vice president, handing over the management rights to me seems somewhat inappropriate."
Even though George Robbins verbally refused, his eyes unmistakably revealed what was on his mind.
