Chapter 1179


    The designs were nearly identical to QY''s but at a cheaper price, so the sales were quite good.


    “Take it from the fabric of the clothes, the price, the style, the design, try to find a way to knock them off


    the market.” As Romeo spoke, there was a knock at the door. With a poker face, he uttered a single


    word, "Come in,


    “Mr. McMillian-’


    A woman entered, bncing files in one hand and a cup of coffee in the other. There was a mix of


    admiration and eagerness in her eyes that she couldn''t hide.


    Romeo looked at her, "I asked for the head of HR."


    Carl, who was standing beside him, couldn''t help but speak up, "Mr. McMillian, she is the new head of


    HR, Belinda.”


    Belinda, her wavy hair falling over one shoulder, handed him the coffee with a smile, "Mr. McMillian, I''m


    Belinda.


    It''s nice to meet you. Your secretary sent this coffee, and I brought it in. This is the file you requested


    about this quarter''s staff changes. Some of the reasons are rted to a decision made by one of our


    group''s decision-makers. I wanted to discuss it with you.”


    Romeo inspected her meticulously made-up face, nced at Carl, and Carl quickly bowed and left.


    As soon as he stepped out of the office, the elevator doors opened with a ding sound, and Arabe


    walked out with a bag in her hand.


    “Ms. Be?” Carl was taken aback and rubbed his eyes, doubting if he was seeing correctly, "Why are


    you here today?"


    Arabe smirked, "Can''t Ie?"


    “No, no, I''m just surprised. Mr. McMillian will be thrilled to see you!" Carl hurried forward, "Let me help


    you with that. Is this for Mr. McMillian?"


    "Yes." Arabe handed him the bag, “Is he still busy?"


    “There have been a lot of staff changes recently, and many people have resigned. It''s said that there''s


    a reason behind it, and Mr. McMillian is investigating’


    “Then I''ll wait here for a while."


    "Ms. Be, why don''t youe in and sit in my office?"


    Romeo''s office was right next door, and this room was Carl''s workspace. Arabe entered and found


    the environment quite pleasant.


    She suddenly felt she had been underappreciating the hardworking people who had been managing


    her corporation.


    Their offices were not even half asrge as this one.


    “It''s a little messy, Ms. Be, have a seat. I''ll make some coffee.” As Carl was speaking, he added, “We


    can finally use the coffee beans Mr. McMillian bought. If you didn’te, the coffee beans would have


    expired. And the snack cab that''s only for you, those things have been sitting there for quite a


    while."


    Arabe felt a warmth inside, and was about to speak when she heard the sound of a cup shattering


    from the next room.


    Following that was the irate voice of a man.


    The specifics of what was said were unclear, but it was obvious that Romeo was very upset.


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    "Ms. Be, just sit tight, I''ll go check it out.” Carl quickly opened the door.


    “Is he always like this?"


    “No, no, no, Mr. McMillian is very considerate of his staff, very easy to talk to. Maybe something today


    hit a


    nerve.” After knocking on the door next door, Carl pushed it open, only to hear Romeo angrily say, “Get


    out.”


    Carl shut the door in fright.


    Seeing Carl''s scared, shrunken figure, Arabe, out of curiosity, knocked on Romeo''s door.


    "Didn''t you hear me? I said.”


    His sentence was cut off when he saw the person who pushed the door open was Arabe.