After speaking, a line of employees carrying cardboard boxes filed in from outside, with each person's name written on the box, containing personal items they used for work.
Nolan Morrison finished speaking and everyone's expressions turned into shock—was this...making them take their things and scram?
No one spoke, and the conference room fell into a brief silence.
Finally, after a long pause, someone abruptly stood up, forcefully slapped the table: "Nolan Morrison, what do you mean?"
After he took the lead, everyone else stood up one by one, filled with righteous indignation, their eyes blazing at Nolan Morrison...
They shouted: "Yes, what are you trying to do?"
Nolan Morrison spread his hands: "Did I say something complicated? Or did you not understand my words? It's quite simple, you're fired."
"What gives you the right?"
"What qualifications do you have to fire us?"
