In the end, I paid extra to have replacements rush–delivered.
uad the meeting room looked impeccable.
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By the time the client arrived, the meeting room looked impeccable.
I poured Mr. Zhang a cup of premium tea, and after one sip, he was impressed, praising the
Director Collins glanced at me, her expression approving
1 exhaled in relief, one crisis averted.
Later, in the break room, Val sidled up to me, her voice oozing sarcasm.
“Well, aren’t you resourceful. She’d clearly been hoping to see me in trouble.
1 patted my chest dramatically. “Don’t even bring it up. One more me
She tried fishing for information. “Do you have any idea who took everything?”
and service.
t, and fl be out the door.
I pretended to think. “The meeting room usually len’t locked. Maybe the janitor or security guard thought we
“So, you’re just letting it go?”
I shrugged. “The job’s done, no point dwelling on it.”
didn’t need it
Mr. Zhang was so pleased wit
eception t
meeting.
I made sure everything was ready, saying, “This time, let’s lock the meeting room.”
Everyone agreed–except for Val, who looked uncomfortal
next week, Collins aske
The next day, the
I’d put the tree
went wrong again. This time, everything spoiled in the heat.
fridge along with some
gifts for the client, but th
I turned bad.
