Chapter 40


    Brielle lingered at the Premier Pce until Friday before returning to her apartment.


    In truth, she had expected to be sent back the day she woke up, but Max hadn’t broached the subject.


    However, when she attempted to flirt with him the previous night, she was swiftly pinned against the


    massive floor-to-ceiling window.


    “You don’t want your hands?” His tone was casual, as if her advances hadn’t affected him. Brielle tried


    nibbling at his Adam’s apple and noticed his eyes darken, his voice bing husky. “Does Spencer


    know you’re such a firecracker in bed?”


    She couldn’t remember her response, only the crackling sound akin to mes consuming wood and the


    dance of ever-changing shapes of fire before her eyes. The vibrant colors burst before her, swirling,


    eventually turning into stars scattered across the sky.


    When she finallyy beneath him, she heard him softly say, “Thanks for the hospitality.”


    Now, remembering it still made Brielle’s ears burn. She rubbed her ears, trying to focus her


    attention on theputer screen in front of her.


    Today, the news about that building would break, and of the implicated directors, Ryan was bound to be


    the most affected. Michael likely wouldn’t allow Max to pull out so many people at once, so someone


    needed to be made an example of.


    Thinking of Ryan, a chill passed through Brielle’s gaze.


    At twelve sharp, Dorsey International announced the removal of Spencer’s position.


    At twelve ten, Dorsey International further announced the revocation of Ryan’s directorship.


    At twelve twelve, a heavyweight document circted within Dorsey International, causing


    an uproar.


    The directive, issued by the president’s assistant directly to each department, strictly required all


    departments to manage personnel ording to this ssification.


    Having been kicked out of the work group chat by Lucinda and unfriended by several colleagues,


    Brielle could only find the document on the Dorsey International’stest news website. After reading it,


    her eyebrows slowly rose.


    Before Max’s return, Dorsey International’s hiring, retention, and even dismissal of employees was


    largely at the discretion of department heads. But this document meticulously ssified all employees


    based on their skills and alignment with thepany’s values into four categories.


    The first category,beled as Scrap Metal, consisted of those with poor skills and values


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    drastically misaligned with thepany. Dorsey International had no ce for such employees.


    The second category, Iron, included those whose values matched thepany but whose


    performance fell short. These employees would be given a chance to transfer. To put it inly, a sales


    employee failing to meet performance standards might be asked if they wished to switch to a different


    position, with thepany offering at least one. opportunity to choose.


    The third category, Steel, represented the core of thepany’s workforce.


    The fourth category, Gold, consisted of employees with exceptional abilities and values highly aligned


    with thepany.


    Beyond these four, there was a fifth type: those with top-notch skills but low value alignment, known as


    Rust. These were the most challenging to deal with, with


    management needing to address rust as a priority.


    Rust was worse than Scrap Metal. Thettercked both skills and values, posing no significant threat.


    Rust, however, was corrosive; highly skilled and potentially influential, such individuals could lead


    others and, if they turned against thepany, cause considerable damage.


    For Rust, no matter how great the loss topany performance, not a minute could be


    wasted in removal.


    Brielle grasped the intent behind the document and sensed the unrest brewing within. Dorsey


    International.


    Scrap metal, Iron, Steel, Gold, Rust. These ssifications were innovative and resonated with the


    grassroots.


    Max had not only achieved a warning shot with the building situation but had also used it as an


    opportunity to overhaul thepany’s management system.


    Brielle had always seen Max as a shrewd and detached figure who belonged in the clouds, holding


    vast resources, perhaps only seeing the grandeur of fleeting dreams. But it turned out, he could also


    see from down low, witnessing the myriad human conditions among the ordinary staff.


    In the financial sphere, he truly was a godlike figure.


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