In the middle of the night, Lena White was woken up by her phone.
Wills called her and asked her how the design was going. He wanted to know the progress.
Lena White checked the time. Knowing that there was a jet lag, she had no choice but to get up and show the sketch to Wills through the video.
Fortunately, the other party was very satisfied in the end, but there were several parts of the clothes of the three main characters that he wanted to adjust, so the two of them made an appointment to meet tomorrow, but they had to go to the capital city.
After hanging up the phone, Lena White sent a message to Sister Anna, telling her what had happened just now.
To her surprise, Sister Anna didn't go to bed yet. She called back directly to ask about the situation.
Knowing that it was Wills who wanted to meet her, she didn't dare to disagree. She only asked her to take Marcia with her.
It was settled then
On the early morning of the second day, Lena White rushed to the airport with Marcia without even having time to tidy up her house.
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The boss was so wayward that he often skipped work recently.
As the most capable assistant of the boss, Mark had been on a business trip for half a month recently. He had just returned to New Deli last night.
Before he returned to the company, he received a call from the project director. There was a project that had a problem. Please go to the headquarters to have a look.
He called his boss to ask for his permission, and he had to come to the airport with his suitcase today.
He had no choice. After all, he was a "worker"?
He was very tired, but he would not say it, because it was useless to say it
Just as he was about to enter the VIP lounge of the airport, Mark saw a familiar figure walking towards him.
Why did he feel like his boss?
Although he thought it was impossible, Mark still looked at him a few more times
"President Robert..."
Mark's eyes widened. "Why are you here?"
Besides, Why are you still wearing the uniform?
Robert lightly tidied up his sleeves, still wearing a lukewarm face. " hands itch. Fly over."
"What? Oh..."
Mark answered blankly, but in fact, he was very upset.
As Robert's assistant, he had known that his boss had this' itchy hand 'problem from time to time. But in the past, at least' itchy hand 'would tell him in advance to arrange the time in advance, and then let the airport arrange a more comfortable flight.
What's wrong today?
Why are you in such a hurry?
More importantly, he said, "well, although I don't think it's appropriate to say that now, I have arranged other schedules for you today. It's very important."
Robert said, "I have asked secretary to cancel it."
"Ah... Oh..."
He answered blankly and said to himself, 'since our boss has come, he has made up his mind.'.
Even if he helped his boss make an appointment with that project for half a month today, so what? Even if there was a meeting that had been prepared for two months, so what? Even when he called his boss yesterday, he didn't mention that he wanted to "itch" today?
Even if
He would rather die than die!
He wanted to shout, "since you are going to fly to the capital, why do you have to bother me to fly with you? Don't you want me to go back to the company to help you with other work?
When Mark was spitting out blood, he suddenly found that his boss had been staring at the distance with deep eyes. Following the direction, his eyes lit up immediately!
Wasn't that woman his boss' wife!