Book TRK
Chapter 85
Danae officially went to Raymond enterprise one week later.
During this week, she made a lot of preparations, although she still didn’t know much about what she should do.
When she first joined the company, she attracted the attention of many employees and looked at the girl who joined the company at the age of 18.
Of course, as they all know, her surname was Macaulay. Whether she was a relative of Mr. Macaulay was another matter.
“What do I need to do?”
In the office of the senior president, she looked at the man who was working. Here, subordinates all called him Mr. Macaulay.
She also had to adapt to her identity. When she saw that Raymond did not speak, she made another noise－
“Mr. Macaulay, may I ask… what work do I need to do?”
It had been two hours since she came.
He had been sitting there reading the documents, but herself, like a primary school student being punished, did not dare to make any noise for fear of disturbing him.
However, after standing for a long time, the patience was naturally polished.
Raymond looked up and looked at her. Instead of the spoil in his eyes in the past, he was serious－
“Stand still.”
“…”
Danae had to straighten up and regain her footing.
In her heart was a silent resistance, when would I stand?
“Knock, knock, knock…”
A symbolic knock on the door came, and Joe came in wearing a white shirt and a black hip－wrapped skirt, with the beauty of a mature woman and the strength of her work.
She looked at the girl and rightly ignored the “person who was punished” and took the documents in her hand to the direction of Raymond.
“Mr. Macaulay, this is a new project I plan to do in the near future. See if there is any objection.”
Joe said and placed the document on the table. She leaning forward slightly. Under the button of the shirt was the beauty of women.
She caressed the back of the man’s hand and stirred him intentionally. In the view of Danae, it was really－
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“Ahem… Mr. Macaulay, what kind of work should I need to do?”
She made a noise again. It was obviously impatient with deliberately interrupting someone’s flirtation this time.