The Woman From Hell

I quickly arrived at Hyperspace Group based on the time that was decided back then with Yosef.

Sure enough, Yosef was already waiting at the company's reception desk.

"President Lane."

He nodded at me with a smile on my face.

"You're on time, President Lane. You're here more than half an hour before the agreed time. You didn't need to do this, President Lane."

His tone was relaxed but also with an indescribable intimacy.

This deliberate and strange attitude quickly struck me that something was not quite right.

It stood to reason that a big company like Hyperspace would never be so friendly to a small, little-known company.

Yosef said that I arrived half an hour early, but was he not the same?

Would Yosef not have been left to wait here for half an hour if I had not arrived at this time?

Hyperspace seemed to value this partnership more than I imagined.

This seemed a bit too strange.

I was puzzled on the inside, but I did not show it on my face. "No need to be so courteous, Mr. Faust. This was also a coincidence. I didn't expect you to be at the reception desk so early." Hearing my explorative tone, the smile on Yosef's face became even brighter. "Yes, I just happened to be down here and had something to do. I saw you arrive the moment I got here." He spoke in such a controlled manner that revealed nothing.

wonder he was able to

simple person could survive in a

other's minds a little, and we get along. I hope this

at

boss attaches great importance to this

of Hyperspace

not expect Hyperspace to attach so much importance to this

felt the pressure double

and we soon arrived at the

I saw a familiar

person sitting in the

was this guy

This was really...

I did

the most important thing now was

time to think

had not completely left me, I instinctively turned on the computer and started my speech based

slides I had

en

is all for my presentation. Is everyone satisfied with

O proposal between

companies?"

though I was fully prepared up until this point,