"Don't worry, I will investigate thoroughly." Charles Seymour reassured her seriously before leaving as usual, just like that... he left...
Sophie Wilson scratched her cheek with her index finger, silently watching the closed bedroom door, chuckling to herself. Thick-skinned people are indeed extraordinary.
The key issue inside was simply skipped over by him.
Forget it, let him go this time. They have a long way to go and there's no rush.
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"This supplier..." Sophie Wilson spotted a company name in the pile of documents. If she remembered correctly... she dialed the intercom and said, "Come to my office."
Thanks to landing this large project, Sophie's office was upgraded from a large common office to a private one.
Quickly, there was a knock on the door.
"Come in."
"Sophie, what's up?" Lucy Wells walked in, closed the door, and asked Sophie Wilson, "Do you need any documents organized or copied?"
