After dinner, it was overtime as usual.

The lights were bright and the work was heated over at Loyalty Group.

Everyone staying at this Seaside Villa felt as if they were on vacation every day now.

Eating well, sleeping well, living well, a little overtime beyond that, no one would complain.

However, that lack of complaints was only on Loyalty Group’s side, not Royal Palace’s.

In the small conference room of Royal Palace, Molly Wellington had just printed out the plan she rushed last night and handed it out to everyone.

Looking at the colleagues in front of her who wouldn’t submit to her, she said leisurely, "During the day, I saw none of you could answer a single question, and were rendered speechless by those from Loyalty Group. So now, I asked Johnson Williams to print out this plan and distribute it to you.

I’m giving you half an hour to familiarize yourselves with these plans. After half an hour, we will begin further detailed discussions on this plan."

What she rushed out last night was just an outline of a business center.

But if they want to breathe life into this business center and make it a landmark, they need to bring in more brands worldwide that match their business positioning.

A good business plan paired with unique and influential brands is absolutely indispensable.

However—

"I’m sorry, Secretary Wellington, I’ve got my period today, my stomach hurts, I’d like to go back and rest."

"Yes, it’s already overtime. Haven’t we been busy all day? Shouldn’t we rest now?"

"Molly managed to handle a plan alone last night, surely doing a branding plan alone today wouldn’t be a problem."

"Anyway, Molly is so capable, there’s nothing Molly can’t do. What do you need us for? We’re going back to rest, you go on, Molly!"

These people, each one of them, looking for trouble.

Some were provoked by Molly Wellington stealing the spotlight today, others couldn’t believe Molly could always emerge unscathed and wanted to teach her a lesson.

Stella Brown started first, and those who left Molly Wellington last night followed suit one by one, exiting the small conference room.

If they were in the company, they might not dare to defy Molly so openly.

But now, in Loyalty Group’s villa working overtime, there were 7 people there, and Molly Wellington only had Johnson Williams, who had no credentials, on her side.

Even if Molly complained to the company, they could collectively deny everything.

Moreover, from these seven’s point of view, especially someone like Maggie,

they simply didn’t believe last night’s plan was as good as Loyalty Group claimed.

"Mr. Mckinley treats Molly Wellington so well, speaks roughly with us, but speaks softly with her. I think he’s charmed by her, which is why he praised her plan so highly at the banquet today and looked down on ours."

In the double room, Stella Brown was complaining to Maggie.

Originally, Maggie only had a slight distaste for Molly Wellington, but after spending time with Stella Brown day in and day out, she now deeply resented Molly Wellington.

She nodded while folding clothes: "Stella, you’re right. In the past, I underestimated Secretary Wellington, thinking she only liked taking shortcuts a bit; overall, she was a decent girl.

Alas, after living and working out here, I realized you never truly know people. Just take yesterday’s plan for example; our plan was collectively discussed by the backbone of various departments in the company. Secretary Wellington is merely an intern secretary, Johnson is a newcomer too; what’s the chance their plan could be professional?

Ha, only someone like Ray Mckinley, who has a thing for Molly, would praise her to such an extent."