Kayla followed her friend’s eyes and saw a group of men in formal attire walking past. They seemed to be senior executives of the mall, having an inspection tour of the mall.
The leading man was none other than Mark, who walked in the front middle of the group, yet his striking appearance made him stand out.
The other men followed him with respect. They were reporting to him while other personnel greeted him wherever he went.
Looking from this direction, Kayla could only see his side profile, which looked as sharp as a knife. He was s o charming that Kayla's heart was thumping out of control.
"Summer is so lucky!” Kayla said with envy before letting out a sigh. "Let's go shopping. I need to fill up that space in me."
"How is the preparation for New Year's Eve?" Mark asked while walking ahead.
"Everything is in place." The manager replied quickly.
"New Year's Eve is the busiest time of the year. Make sure everything is done diligently, especially the firewalls of each corridor and the emergency
passages. Fire prevention is of utmost importance. Also, the number of children in the mall will increase i n the next two days. Beef up the mall security, and use the PA system when any missing child is found."
His voice was deep, but every word was clear and authoritative. He then suddenly changed the topic. "0 n which floor are cosmetics?"
The groups of managers and executives were listening to him attentively. They did not even dare to blink their eyes. So this change of topic from their company president threw them off-guard. They all looked at each other, not knowing how to respond.
"It is on the fifth floor, Mr. Valentine." Harry was the most quick-witted one.
They all followed Mark to the fifth floor. Mark arrived i n front of a cosmetics counter. "Which set of cosmetics is the best?"
The lady at the counter was also taken aback. After a few seconds of daze, she took out a set. "Mr. Valentine, this set is the most famous and saleable. There has been much positive feedback from customers. It hydrates the skin and keeps the moisture in during dry winter."
Mark stared at the pale-yellow makeup box, flipping through the instruction manual. "Any chemical composition?"
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