The Woman From Hell

After that came a long week of work.

In all honesty, I never thought one year could feel so long. It was probably due to how troublesome work was every day.

I was talking to Theo about the project procedure in the office when I heard a knock on the door.

"Come in."

Keith entered slowly. He looked at me, signaling me mildly before fixing his eyes on Theo. "President Grant, Mr. Nibel is here." His timing was immaculate.

"Invite him in."

He must have come to ask me how the face cream was after using it. My ears registered Nibel's voice a little while later. "President Grant, President Lane, you're all here."

We ceased our discussion and looked toward the arriving person simultaneously.

say anything else, "Mr. Nibel, you're just in time. This

the document on the table which had

then took a seat and read through it. "Your records

still noted the changes no matter how small they were. Generally speaking,

document, smiling. "If that's the case, we

distributors

sounds like you've already figured out how to stimulate stock purchase, President Lane." Nibel looked up at me as

nodded

just now. To do that, I think we can allow the distributors to sell the goods first before paying us. They can pay as much as they sell and return whatever

slowly said, "But this won't only increase pressure in production but also sales. If we don't achieve the expected outcome in terms of sales volume, these returns Will

Golden-O. It depends if both of you gentlemen would like to take the gamble with me." Although this method invited stress, it was a good way to allow the distributors to push out a large volume of

that he really did care about this project. My previous concerns about him looked to

glanced at Theo. "Golden-O was developed by the EUR team. I have confidence in the team and the product. I'll bet on

look like I'm a coward if I were to object. Alright. I'm in. But before that, the promotion efforts can't be allowed to lag