“Who are you?”
“My name is Winslow Moore. I am an executive director in charge of the materials for renovation. I'm often out and about while sourcing new clients, so it's normal if you haven't seen me around, Mr. Campbell. I came here today to deliver a report along with a few managers from the departments I'm in charge of. Would you care to join us and listen in on my report?” Winslow replied.
Judging by Winslow's attempt at dominating the conversation with his lengthy response to a simple question, Donald could tell that he had lots of experience in the corporate world.
“Thanks, but I'll pass on the report. I came here to see Ms. Wilson. Is this report of yours important? If not, we'll just go ahead and cancel this meeting.”
Winslow narrowed his eyes and stood in the corner without saying a word.
Of course, the report was a lie all along. He only came here to see Donald as he wanted to know the kind of person Donald was.
Jennifer didn't know about the conflict between Winslow and Donald, but she would always listen to Donald, and this time was no different.
“Have them send me the report in written form instead. It would be a huge waste of time to have all department managers deliver their reports orally in person,” Jennifer said with a nod.
Winslow understood the situation when he saw Jennifer go along with Donald's request.
“Sure thing, Ms. Wilson. I'll have them deliver the reports in written form as soon as possible,” he replied with a smile and left her office.
Winslow had just stepped out the door when Huey, who had been waiting outside, came running toward him. “How did it go, Mr. Moore?”
“I'm afraid Donald is no pushover. Judging by his hostile attitude toward me, it's likely that he already knows something,” Winslow replied with a solemn expression.
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