"... Okay." The secretary felt sympathetic to Amelia in her heart. She thought that Amelia must have offended Patrick.
Before entering the president's office, the secretary threw away the roses at first. Then she begun to report work to Patrick, "Mr. Hopper, according to the technical department, we have developed our male perfume successfully. We can sell it on the market after giving it a decent name."
Patrick leaned against the big chair, thought for a while and said slowly, "Just call it... Perfume of Life."
The next day in the president's office.
After the secretary told Patrick his work schedule, she stood in front of his table hesitantly.
Patrick was playing a pen casually. Then he raised his head, looked at the secretary and said, "Just say what you want to say."
The secretary hesitated for a moment and said, "It's about Madam Amelia Ramsay..."
The secretary always felt that Patrick paid special attention to Amelia's private life, but she was worried that she would annoy Patrick if she mentioned Amelia at work time.
Hearing the secretary's words, Patrick frowned slightly and asked, "What's wrong with her?"
The secretary said cautiously, "When I passed by the sales department this morning, I found a few pots of orchids in it. I asked for you... Oh, no, I asked myself and I heard that they were sent by Hobart."
Patrick's turned unhappy, "I've told the security guards that they're not allowed to send flowers in, haven't I?"
The secretary said innocently, "You only said that roses can't be sent."
Patrick changed his words, "From now on, anything sent by Hobart are not allowed to bring into Roxxon."
The secretary said naively, "How about Mills's products?"
Hearing it, Patrick was so speechless that he almost broke the pen. Why were people around him all so silly?
What he said had nothing to do with the cooperation with Mills. He aimed at Hobart!
"Well, Mr. Hopper, forget it." The secretary didn't dare stay here longer, so she left in a hurry.
After the secretary closed the door, Patrick took out his mobile phone and called Hobart angrily!
On the phone, Hobart's voice was clear and elegant, and he seemed to be in a good mood, "Patrick?"
Patrick asked straightforwardly, "What on earth do you want to do?"
"What?"
"Don't play dumb! Yesterday you sent Amelia roses, today you sent her orchid. What's your purpose?"
Hobart smiled, "You told me to choose a better woman. I listened to you and chose a better woman indeed. What do you think? Is she a better woman?"
Patrick was speechless.
Hobart said again, "Patrick, let me tell you another good news. I've made an appointment with Miss Amelia to watch a movie tonight, and she agreed."
Patrick's heart trembled, "What?"
Hobart laughed and said, "That's it. Bye."
Patrick called Amelia quickly, "Are you going to watch a movie with Hobart tonight?"
Amelia said frankly, "Yes."
Beep...
In the sales department, Amelia stared at the phone which had been hung up by Patrick and touched the tip of her nose with confusion.
At this time, Doris pounced on her and kissed her face, "Amelia, thanks to you. We can admire beautiful flowers and watch a movie for free..."
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