The Billionaire CEO Wants to Marry Me Every Day-Chapter 586: An Even Harsher Slap in the Face
After the executives left the conference hall, they went straight to the restaurant to find Damian Knight and reported the recent events to him in full detail.
Damian Knight took a sip of his soup, then calmly spoke, "Hmm, let them continue to make a fuss. No need to implement any controls. Just ensure no outsiders break into the hotel and disrupt the upcoming press conference."
The executive, though usually composed, couldn’t help but question, "CEO, are we really not going to control anything? The online backlash against us is quite severe. If we don’t suppress it now, I’m afraid..." 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖
The executive didn’t finish the sentence, but the meaning was clear—to not suppress the news on the internet now would mean that even if the Knight Group used their influence to block keywords, it wouldn’t be enough. People would always find alternative ways to describe the event.
It’s noteworthy that on Cathaysia’s largest online platform, Knight Group holds a twenty percent share, making it the second-largest shareholder.
Even with such chaos, if Knight Group wanted to suppress news, it wouldn’t be a difficult task.
However, Damian Knight remained unperturbed, waving a hand and saying, "No need to bother."
The executive could only acknowledge and exited the restaurant, allowing Damian Knight to eat in peace.
As the executive walked out, Assistant Shelton, who had hurried back, happened to bump into him.
Assistant Shelton saw the executive coming out and quickly asked in a low voice, "Did you report the online issue to the CEO? Did he mention suppressing the news?"
The executive shook his head with a wry smile, "No, the CEO said to let them do as they please."
Originally very anxious, Assistant Shelton, upon hearing this, felt his heart settle.
He remarked, "Given how critical the situation is and the CEO still chooses not to suppress it, it seems he has a plan. The more intense this gets, the more it will backfire on them in the end. Let’s not interfere either."
Hearing this logic, the executive felt relieved.
"Then I’ll keep an eye on those media outlets. I’m afraid some uninvited ones might disrupt the event and affect the forthcoming press conference."
"Alright, you keep busy. I’m going in to report something to the CEO."
The executive couldn’t help but curiously ask, "What is it? Is it important?"
Assistant Shelton nodded solemnly, "Important, even more so than the Midnight Coffee House issue."
"What is it?" The executive grew even more curious.
But Assistant Shelton simply shook his head, "It’s confidential. You’ll know on the announcement day."
"Announcement day?" The executive frowned. This sounded like a celebrity about to announce a relationship.
He wanted to ask more, but Assistant Shelton had already made his way inside, so he gave up and headed towards the conference hall.
Once Assistant Shelton closed the restaurant door behind him, he respectfully called out, "CEO."
Damian Knight had just finished his soup. He ate slowly, like a noble from medieval Europe.
Damian Knight wiped the corners of his mouth and turned to ask, "You’re back? Has she eaten?"
"Yes, she has," Assistant Shelton retrieved a picture on his phone and handed it to Damian Knight, adding, "You ordered chicken soup; Miss Monroe drank half of it but only ate a few slices of liver before refusing more."
Damian Knight glanced at the image and nodded, "That’s sufficient. How’s her preparation coming along? How much longer until she can come over?"
Assistant Shelton replied, "When I left, the customer’s intravenous drip was almost done. Miss Monroe told me she should be able to arrive in about half an hour. Also... Miss Monroe said she wouldn’t be coming over because she has matters at home."
