Chapter: 1800

Rosa nodded. “Yeah. It's pretty easy. I learned some techniques myself. Like I said, the masseuse was often busy, so I had to learn it for Elliot. Whenever he's on standby, I massage him if he needs it."

It turned out talent agents didn't only manage their artists' and schedules. were also to take care of projects They expected the personal stuff, like providing massages when needed.

"That's actually a good idea," Rachel said. "Can you teach me then?

That way, you won't need to contact the masseuse you know."

“Sure. How about now?"

Rachel nodded, following Rosa to the dressing room and dropping the plan to go home.

In the president's office of Sullivan Group, the assistant came in with a folder in hand.

“Here's the analysis report you asked for, Mr. Sullivan," the assistant said, putting the folder on the desk.

Sitting across the desk, Odin glanced at it momentarily before picking up and opening it. "Have you studied it?"

"Yes, Sir. Their project is expected to be finished at the beginning of next year if everything goes smoothly. Given its progress so far, our company's project can't be finished earlier than that. But now that we've obtained these data, we can save at least half of the planned time.”

While tapping the desk with his fingers, Odin looked at his assistant.

He seemed dissatisfied with the deadline his assistant gave him. He asked coldly, "Half?"

"No, Mr. Sullivan." When the assistant noticed Odin's dissatisfaction, his voice trembled. "We can release it before the New Year's Day."

Odin closed the folder and said, “Good. I want you to give me a complete system before New Year's Day. Make sure that it's better than the Gibson family's."

Layers of cold sweat covered the assistant's forehead.

Before the New Year's Day...

It only meant he had less than a month to release the system.

Shelia had only given them the first set of data. Their system could only copy from the Gibson family's because they had not independently developed their own yet. They didn't even have the fundamental data.

How could they have it done before New Year's Day?

But he had no other choice. It was his boss's order, so he could only bite the bullet.

Actually, he only had two options. One was he would be fired now.

And the other was he would be fired after New Year's Day. Of course, he would choose the latter.

"Okay, Mr. Sullivan. We will do our best."

"I don't care how you do it. What I need is a result, a positive result. We must achieve our goal at all costs." Odin's eyes narrowed.