MY Masochistic CEO-Chapter 65 Negotiations

Just then, Melody approached, her face a mix of emotions. "You’re back. Jessica is waiting for you in the office."

"No. I’m going to see Tatiana first. I’ll come down later."

She frowned and questioned, "Why are you going to Tatiana’s office?"

"She has something to discuss with me."

With that, I turned and left, feeling quite satisfied!

I knocked on the door upstairs, and Linda’s voice came from inside. "Come in."

I pushed the door open and saw Linda sitting at her desk in a blue professional suit and gold-rimmed glasses. "Tatiana!" I greeted.

"It’s you."

She glanced up and gestured towards the sofa. "Take a seat. Let me wrap up some paperwork."

I nodded and sat on the nearby sofa.

I had to admit this woman was really beautiful, with no flaws from any angle.

She exuded an air of superiority and sophistication. I couldn’t help but wonder what Steven saw in her, ditching a bombshell student for this stunner.

But then again, that student of his is also a top-notch goddess.

After ten minutes, she closed the files and sat in front of me, legs crossed. Her flesh-colored stockings wrapped around her slender legs, looking smooth and delicate.

Through that thin gap, it seemed like you could vaguely see the scenery inside.

"Would you like black tea or green tea?" Linda asked.

"Either is fine," I replied.

Damn, can you believe that one day even the deputy director is making tea for me? That’s really something.

But then I thought, what’s making tea? If the deputy director could sleep with me, now that would be something!

"Your hand is hurt? Let me make you some black tea to help it heal faster."

Linda’s voice was pleasant and enticing, the kind that made one feel at ease instantly.

"Thank you, Tatiana!"

In the past, I would have definitely been nervous as hell, but not anymore because I had grown fearless.

No wonder they said that without desires, one was strong. Damn right it did.

Coupled with the fact that I wore clothes worth tens of thousands of dollars, despite not having much money, had invisibly enhanced both my demeanor and confidence.

I used to find making tea was dull, but watching Linda prepare it, every move was so graceful.

So, it wasn’t the tea steeping was tedious. It was that the person making it lacked charm.

"Here, give it a taste!"

She pushed the tea toward me. I thanked her, picked up the cup, and took a sip. Describing the flavor was difficult. It simply had a slightly bitter note on my palate. Yet, how could someone of refined tastes say that? "It’s quite delightful. It leaves a lingering fragrance, truly a fine tea!" I said.

"As long as you enjoy it."

Linda let out a soft chuckle and commented, "I’m surprised you have not only built a solid relationship with the President of Wallace Company but also with the President of Marquesa Vines company. They seem to be quite supportive of you."

I set the cup and smiled. "Maybe I just get along well with them, and they happen to appreciate me."

I believe she should understand the implication of my words.

"I’ve heard about what happened yesterday, and I know you were wronged. I’ve already held Jessica accountable, and Nicole’s had her warning too!"

"So you punished them? Then how is that any different from not punishing them at all?"

I felt a bit discontented, but now wasn’t the moment to dwell on such trivial matters.

"You’ve been a dedicated employee for years. Recently, you’ve helped the company secure a 1.2-million-dollar deal, demonstrating your excellent performance. Jessica mentioned that upon your return to the company, you’ll be promoted to deputy director. Are you satisfied with this?"

"Tatiana, the promotion isn’t my primary concern right now. I have another crucial question here. If the company cannot provide a clear answer, I might not be able to continue working here."

"Go ahead. What’s the issue?" Linda set down her cup.

"Previously, the company suddenly implemented a rule that for projects exceeding 3 million dollars, the commission is calculated based on net profit. For instance, the Wallace Company’s 8-million-dollar project was calculated to have a profit margin of forty percent or 3.2 million dollars. The commission that ended up in my hands was only three hundred and twenty thousand." freeweɓnøvel~com

"Even with the Marquesa Vines company project, my total commission might barely reach five hundred thousand. This doesn’t even amount to a single percentage point. I find this regulation unfair. Our marketing department depends on commissions and performance for our livelihood. If securing a big deal is not as profitable as a few million small ones, then what’s the incentive?"

I might be a bit out of touch to refer to a multimillion-dollar deal as a small one.

"We are here at Skylight to make money, not to do charity. Skyliart Group next door already offers higher commission rates. If this continues, many might shift their big deals over to them."

I used to speak softly, and no one paid attention to what I said.

Ultimately, the most important department in the company was the marketing department.

Without sales volume, Skylight was nothing!

"Are you suggesting that commissions should be based on the total project amount?"

"Exactly!"

"I can tell you, the previous project system was just a trial. Since there are significant issues, it will be revised. Your commission for the project should rightfully be a solid 2.4 million dollars."

"Thank you, Tatiana, you are wise!"

"Oh, by the way, Melody has promised me previously that once the initial payment for the project is received, I will be able to get an advance on the commission."

I tried to read Linda’s expression, but she remained impassive. She simply said calmly, "If Melody mentioned it, then proceed as she directed."

"However, in the future, refrain from involving Melody in such affairs. Remember that she oversees the project department and isn’t your direct supervisor, clear?"

Her mild warning didn’t faze me. "I’ll be more cautious in the future!"

"Well, when can you return to your position?"

I forced a bitter smile, rolled up my left sleeve, and admitted. "Tatiana, I sustained a minor injury. In fact, I sneaked out of the hospital this afternoon."

Linda suddenly realized. "No wonder you said you were busy this morning."

"Here’s the deal. You manage the project and rest well in the hospital. I’m allowing you to work from there. There’s no need to take your annual leave. We’ll treat this as regular work hours."

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