pushed his glasses up on his nose. His voice shook slightly as he spoke. “Um, well yes, it’s true. We did use three of our smaller holding companies to purchase the stock but that is a regular practice of ours. Depending on where the company we are interested in acquiring is located, we decide which of our holding companies offer the best tax incentives in those areas.”
Bill Amos shook his head. “I don’t care how you try to justify it, Ms. Welsh. You went beneath the radar to secure the majority share of my company’s stock.”
“We’re not even sure that buying up your stock is in the best interest of Welsh. At least I’m not,” Allen said from the end of the table.
“I tend to agree with Allen,” Robert offered, adding his two cents.
Sydney looked at Robert and then at Allen. She could not believe what she was hearing. She would put both of them in their place later. How dare they undermine her decisions. She looked at Bev. “Have you had time to review the financials I sent you?” she asked.
“I sure have,” Bev said with a smile and pulled out several documents.
“What do you think about it, Bev? Your honest opinion,” Sydney said, knowing that Bev would support whatever decisions she made. If she had a problem, she would talk to Sydney privately about her concerns. She would never undermine Sydney’s decisions as Allen and Robert had just done.
“I think it’s a wise investment. Coupled with our manufacturing division, a computer oriented design firm that specializes in office renovations and custom architecture design offers Welsh a large market share that we would never have been able to get otherwise. We will be a one-stop shopping avenue for our business customer division.”
“Thanks, Bev. I understand that you have an important meeting yourself so if you have nothing else to add, you’re free to go.”
Bev stood and gathered her things. “No, I’m good,” she said and left the room.
Sydney looked at Kenneth, who had been quiet the whole time. “What are your thoughts, Kenneth?” Sydney knew what his answer would be before she even asked. Kenneth was a follower, a man who could not think on his own, and a man who had never had an original thought in his life.
Kenneth looked at Allen before turning to look at Sydney. “I hate to say it, Sydney, but I’m not sure how I will fit office design into our business model,” Kenneth answered, confirming Sydney’s opinion about him.
Sydney looked at Meredith who immediately averted her eyes. Sydney had told Meredith that she thought she was making a mistake when she had hired Allen, Robert, and Kenneth. Their comments today only cemented what Sydney already knew. “You can be excused,” she said finally, when Meredith looked at her. “I want the documents we discussed earlier on my desk before you leave for the day.”
Without a word, Meredith gathered her things and left the room.
Sydney felt the heat rise up her neck all the way to her ears. “Can someone please explain to me how I can be in a room that’s overflowing with male testosterone, yet I’m the only one who has any God damn balls?” she asked, her voice rising several octaves.
She glanced at her executives and then turned in her seat to look Bill Amos directly in the eye. “Here’s the deal, Bill. I own Welsh Enterprises and the buck always stops with me. As the majority owner of Welsh, I also control ninety-five percent of your company. I don’t give a rat’s ass if you built EMCOR from the ground up. If you had done your job, I would have never been able to get my foot in your door. Therefore, I’m now going to give you two options. Number one, you will sell your remaining stock to me at three times what it’s worth or number two, I will slowly and systematically disassemble your entire company down to the nuts and bolts, and then I will fire every single employee.” She looked at Andrew Amos. “And I’ll start with your grandson first.” She
Bill Amos shook his head. “I don’t care how you try to justify it, Ms. Welsh. You went beneath the radar to secure the majority share of my company’s stock.”
“We’re not even sure that buying up your stock is in the best interest of Welsh. At least I’m not,” Allen said from the end of the table.
“I tend to agree with Allen,” Robert offered, adding his two cents.
Sydney looked at Robert and then at Allen. She could not believe what she was hearing. She would put both of them in their place later. How dare they undermine her decisions. She looked at Bev. “Have you had time to review the financials I sent you?” she asked.
“I sure have,” Bev said with a smile and pulled out several documents.
“What do you think about it, Bev? Your honest opinion,” Sydney said, knowing that Bev would support whatever decisions she made. If she had a problem, she would talk to Sydney privately about her concerns. She would never undermine Sydney’s decisions as Allen and Robert had just done.
“I think it’s a wise investment. Coupled with our manufacturing division, a computer oriented design firm that specializes in office renovations and custom architecture design offers Welsh a large market share that we would never have been able to get otherwise. We will be a one-stop shopping avenue for our business customer division.”
“Thanks, Bev. I understand that you have an important meeting yourself so if you have nothing else to add, you’re free to go.”
Bev stood and gathered her things. “No, I’m good,” she said and left the room.
Sydney looked at Kenneth, who had been quiet the whole time. “What are your thoughts, Kenneth?” Sydney knew what his answer would be before she even asked. Kenneth was a follower, a man who could not think on his own, and a man who had never had an original thought in his life.
Kenneth looked at Allen before turning to look at Sydney. “I hate to say it, Sydney, but I’m not sure how I will fit office design into our business model,” Kenneth answered, confirming Sydney’s opinion about him.
Sydney looked at Meredith who immediately averted her eyes. Sydney had told Meredith that she thought she was making a mistake when she had hired Allen, Robert, and Kenneth. Their comments today only cemented what Sydney already knew. “You can be excused,” she said finally, when Meredith looked at her. “I want the documents we discussed earlier on my desk before you leave for the day.”
Without a word, Meredith gathered her things and left the room.
Sydney felt the heat rise up her neck all the way to her ears. “Can someone please explain to me how I can be in a room that’s overflowing with male testosterone, yet I’m the only one who has any God damn balls?” she asked, her voice rising several octaves.
She glanced at her executives and then turned in her seat to look Bill Amos directly in the eye. “Here’s the deal, Bill. I own Welsh Enterprises and the buck always stops with me. As the majority owner of Welsh, I also control ninety-five percent of your company. I don’t give a rat’s ass if you built EMCOR from the ground up. If you had done your job, I would have never been able to get my foot in your door. Therefore, I’m now going to give you two options. Number one, you will sell your remaining stock to me at three times what it’s worth or number two, I will slowly and systematically disassemble your entire company down to the nuts and bolts, and then I will fire every single employee.” She looked at Andrew Amos. “And I’ll start with your grandson first.” She
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