The 66th floor was filled with an ominous atmosphere, and almost everyone could feel a heavy sensation hanging in the air. Apart from the low pressure, they could also see the looming storm overhead.
At this moment, the door to the Presidentâs office opened, and a depressed man with a long face stepped out, wiping the continuous stream of sweat off his forehead before quickly hurrying downstairs.
As soon as he entered the elevator, the front desk and Secretary Office began to buzz with chatter and speculation.
âHow many is that today?â
âFour?â
âOnly four? I thought it was six?â
âI remember there being five. Three subsidiary managers and two directors.â The receptionist who spoke glanced at the Secretary Office, lowering her voice, âAdd Secretary Thomas, and thatâs six.â
âLily Evans, are you talking about me? You donât have to whisper, I can tell from your expression alone what youâre discussing.â Secretary Thomas had a gloomy and resigned expression.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
As soon as he spoke, a group of female receptionists immediately surrounded him, eager to gossip about the recent events, âSecretary Thomas, did President Lawrence really scold you just now?â
âWhat happened?â
âYou only brought him a cup of coffee, right?â
Being surrounded by a group of young women, even the experienced Secretary Thomas couldnât help but feel a bit embarrassed. Faced with their curious eyes, he couldnât bring himself to refuse. He touched his nose, awkwardly replying, âPresident Lawrence said the coffee was too hot.â
âHuh? The coffee was too hot? You got scolded because of this?â The beautiful receptionists obviously didnât believe him, âSecretary Thomas, did you make a mistake at work and are too shy to admit it?â
âIt really was just because the coffee was too hot.â Secretary Thomas felt wronged. He always prepared the coffee at that temperature and President Lawrence had never complained about it being too hot before.
For some reason, he had a bad feeling when he first brought in the coffee this afternoon.
As expected, President Lawrence took one sip, after he set it down, and flew into a rage â the reason being the coffee was too hot!
Thinking about it, he himself couldnât quite comprehend it.
âAnyway, the President is in a bad mood today. Everyone should be careful. Donât make any mistakes, and alsoâ¦â He paused, glancing at the Presidentâs office, and made a hand gesture mimicking someone in distress, âIf anyone is called into the presidentâs office today, be prepared.â
âIs it really that terrifying?â
âIt is indeed that terrifying! President Lawrenceâs mood today is really bad! Not just bad, but extremely bad! Just look at how Director Liu came out earlier, dripping with sweat and soaking his shirt. I donât know how badly he was criticized. So, everyone should pray they donât cross paths with the president. If you really get caught today, no one can save you.â
The beautiful front-desk women listened with stunned expressions before asking hesitantly, âSecretary Thomas, do you know why the President is in such a bad mood?â
âThat⦠Iâm not quite sure.â Secretary Thomas hesitated and said uncertainly, âAll I know is that President Lawrence had a meeting with Rhineâs representatives today, and when he came back at noon, he didnât look too happy. Perhaps⦠the contract wasnât settled? Ah, I donât know. If I knew why, I wouldnât have been scolded over a cup of coffee.â
The receptionists wanted to ask more about the meeting with Rhine but Secretary Thomas waved them off, âAlright, letâs not discuss the presidentâs matters anymore. Just behave today since we know heâs in a bad mood.â
Seeing that he no longer wanted to talk, the receptionists dispersed, each returning to their respective positions.