He saw a black SUV appear at the front door, and from it alighted a pretty lady in form-fitting clothes.
The pretty lady then made a beeline to the Petroleum Chamber of Commerce. More accurately, she made her way to where the long line began.
There was no denying her attractiveness, but the people lining up just were not in the mood to appreciate such beauty right now.
“You may be beautiful, young lady, but get in line! Go line up in the back!”
This pretty lady was Marsha, and these long lines of protestants were all part of her plan.
“I’m not here to line up. I’m here to help you solve your problems. I know what all of you are going through. Are you still insisting that I should get in line? Very well, then…”
Marsha pretended to behave and walk toward the end of the line, only for everyone to collectively take a step back.
“No need! Please, stand in front!”
Hearing this, Marsha smiled contently when she saw the striking change in everyone’s attitude.
Inside the building, Murik also happened to hear what Marsha said. Therefore, he walked toward the door and spoke to her through the window.
“What kind of nonsense are you spouting? The Petroleum Chamber of Commerce has disqualified you all after a round of strict testing. No individual has the right to change this result!
Marsha smiled when she saw how agitated Murik was and replied. “Relax, President Murik. Why don’t you open the doors and let me in first? Then we can talk this through.”
This was the most important step. She needed Murik to stand on her side. Otherwise, Marsha would be placed in an embarrassing situation, having caused an uproar that she is unable to resolve.
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