Toto coughed. “Mr. Ferguson, it’s all cleaned up. Do you…”

Eric nodded indifferently. “Have someone replace the broken microwave oven. Don’t work with this brand again. Their quality is just garbage!”

The corners of Toto’s lips twitched as he thought, ‘You’re clearly just using it the wrong way!’

“Yes, sir.”

Although Toto thought that in his heart, he still readily agreed to whatever Eric said because whatever the boss said was always right.

“By the way, I heard Mitchell say that a woman who knows you wants to work for Ferguson Corporation, but you were busy all day…”

Toto frowned as he thought of what Mitchell told him before leaving the office. Mitchell instructed him to make sure to mention this matter to Eric.

Eric looked indifferent. “What woman? I don’t know her.”

Toto understood and immediately relayed Eric’s original message to Mitchell.

Two days later.

Gremlin Club.

The weather was still a bit chilly. Everyone was wrapped in thick clothes when they were out.

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