Demotion for a major violation? A job reassignment?
Hearing this, Sam Donovan let out a long sigh of relief.
No matter what, at least his position was secure.
At least he hadn't ended up in a terribly miserable situation.
It was a blessing amidst the misfortune.
"Jeremiah, thank you today. If it weren't for you, I might have suffered a loss."
They walked out of the doors of the College of Fine Arts.
Dirk Carter politely said to Jeremiah Linden.
Jeremiah smiled faintly and said, "Dirk, you're not someone who messes around. Even without me, I guess you could've handled it today, right?"
Dirk Carter smiled without saying a word.
He proactively extended his hand, saying, "In any case, thank you for hosting us today and for your help, Jeremiah. We have other matters to attend to, so we won't take up more of your time. Let's stay in touch."
Jeremiah was a man who knew his boundaries.
He didn't want to "get entangled" for too long.
