"You're welcome!"
"But Mr. Jones, the good stuff is to be shared. And it's useless to keep it. Why not share it? The whole Design Department can improve." Abigail said with a smile.
But why did Liam always find her smile so unreal?
"You're right. I accept your suggestion." Liam said.
Abigail smiled, stopped talking, and continued to look down at the magazine in front of her.
"Have you eaten yet?" Liam asked immediately.
"I'm asked to work overtime, so I have no time to eat," Abigail said.
'Is she complaining?'
"I told you to work overtime. But I did allow you to eat." Liam retorted.
Abigail thought for a moment. She didn't even raise her head and said, "I forgot."
"Let's go. I'll treat you to dinner." At this moment, Liam said.
'Am I hearing it wrong?'
'Treat me to dinner?'
Abigail thought she was not that brave.
"I have to work overtime." She flatly rejected.
At this time, Liam looked at his watch. It was almost nine o'clock.
"I announce the end of work." Liam said word by word, "Now go eat with me!"
As he was the boss, he had the right to ask the employees to work overtime or stop working.
"Since it's over, I'll go back home." Obviously, Abigail didn't want to go to dinner with Liam at all.
Hearing her repeated rejections, Liam was a little angry. "Abigail, how dare you reject your boss like that? Come to dinner with me. No rejections."
"Are you a fascist?"
"Yes!
Abigail, "..."
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