Bring Your A Game, Mr novel Chapter 661

Chapter 661 The First ‘National Goddess’

“What’s going on with Mr. Jack?” Winona confusedly asked Elise as they walked together.

It was Winona’s first time witnessing Jack flying into a rage in person.

“He was in a bad mood,” Elise calmly responded.

“Why was he in a bad mood?” Winona continued to ask.

Exasperated, Elise gently smacked her on the forehead and replied, “Because of your stupidity!”

“How is it my fault now?” Winona rubbed her head with a confused look on her face.

Elise merely shook her head and didn’t bother explaining. After all, Winona wouldn’t get it.

Winona sighed in response. However, when she remembered her unfinished cake, she put Jack

Cakes from Jack were unique. Every one of them was delicious in a different way. To be honest, she frequently dreamed of Jack bringing them more cake. Finally, she could have some today.

Meanwhile, the moment Jack exited the small white building, he pulled out his phone and called Ronald.

“I need you to look into a trainee for me, Ronald. His name’s Craig Baker,”

“A trainee? Are you going to recruit a newbie?” asked Ronald.

“Just investigate him already.” Jack then hung up.

“What happened? Why’s he so angry?” Ronald muttered.

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While Johnny was busy reading through his documents at his desk, Melody went through their accounts at the smaller desk beside him in the Smith Co.’s General Manager’s office.

Meanwhile, Alexander was sprawled out across the couch in the area designated for guests.

Sometime later, Johnny took off his spectacles and gently massaged his tired eyes before throwing an exhausted look at his boss.

“Your presence in the room while playing on your phone greatly reduces Melody’s and my productivity, Mr. Griffith,” said Johnny.

Alexander only glanced at him before re-focusing on his phone screen. “Correct me if I’m wrong, but are you trying to kick your superior out?”

Johnny pursed his lips but offered no denial.

“If there are no further orders, please head home and spend the day with your wife.” Melody was a blunt woman and decided to frankly voice out her displeasure. “You laze about while we’re working our butts off. Such a sight would easily make your workers go on a strike.”

“You guys are professionals. So none of you would do such a thing,” said Alexander. Still, he moved to sit up straight on the couch. However, his eyes remained trained on his phone as he kept scrolling. “Johnny, did you not make an official announcement when you ordered the staff to vote? People are now wondering if my wife bought these votes.”

“Noted. I’ll have the PR department work on it,” Johnny replied with a sigh.

“Good, good.” Alexander nodded in satisfaction. Then, he reported every mean-spirited top comment that had accused his wife.

A few moments later, he abruptly stood up and walked out of the door toward the meeting room as if he was suddenly reminded of something. Before he left the room, he called out to the other two, “We’ll have a meeting in half an hour in the big meeting room.”

“What’s he on about?” Melody asked Johnny.

“Maybe there’s another new voting link?” Johnny guessed with a shrug.

Although Melody didn’t respond, her facial expression stated her agreement with that guess.