He Will Have to Quit the Position!

People were coming and going in the spacious hall.

But at this moment, the hall was silent because of the aura about James.

Everyone liked to hear the tea, but not the tea on James. His gloomy expression indicated that any audience would be in trouble.

When questioned closely by James, the deputy director of the sales department could not speak. Her glib tongue seemed to be sealed.

"Are you a mute?"

"She soiled the floor and ordered me not to step on it. President, I just wanted to remind her to clean it up quickly."

James sneered and glanced at the deputy director's high heels.

"You care too much about your shoes. Now run a hundred laps around this building and then clean up every corner of the building."

"Mr. James, it's not my fault. Why should I run?"

At the thought of running in high heels, the deputy director felt her legs went weak before she got started.

It seemed that the president was even going to transfer her to the logistics department to be a cleaner.