Doris chuckled suddenly, "You missed the most important one."
The female employee asked with curiosity, "Which is...?"
Doris answered instantly, "Which is that Mr. Hopper is so handsome! Have you ever seen a president more handsome than Mr. Hopper? As a face-judger, even without the above benefits, I would absolutely stay here!"
"So do I..." When it came to Patrick's extraordinary, charming face, all the female employees couldn't sit still any longer.
Employee A commented, "It would be excellent if I could take Mr. Hopper home for Christmas. My parents are urging me to get a boyfriend..."
Employee B answered, "All right, stop dreaming. Mr. Hopper would never go home with you. But you can invite him to our karaoke night before you go home and take a picture with him. Then you can go home and tell your parents a white lie."
This proposal was quickly approved by two-thirds of the employees, and the remaining one-third were all males, who hoped they could say no for the fact that
Patrick would steal their moments once he came!
Some begun to plan. "So... how should we invite Mr. Hopper?"
Everyone went silent, then someone said hesitantly, "Er... Mr. Hopper seems to be quite chilly. He never cast a glance at us whenever we meet him. What's more, other departments may have the same idea as ours. How could he agree to our karaoke party?"
"It's not big a deal!" Doris suddenly hooked her arm around Amelia's neck and said proudly, "You have no idea how close Amelia and Mr. Hopper are!"
Was there really something going on between Manager Ramsay and Mr. Hopper?
Everyone stared at Doris with their eyes lit up, waiting for her to reveal something juicier.
"Doris!" Amelia gave a look at Doris, warning obvious in her eyes.
It occurred to Doris that she might have said something inappropriate. She corrected herself seriously, "Er! I mean, the success of our new products had much to do with Amelia. If Amelia invites him, Mr. Hopper is very likely to come."
Her coworkers' intense, thirty stares made Amelia's toes curl. With no other choice, she nodded and said, "Well, I'll have a try then."
In the president's office.
Seeing Amelia, the secretary rose from her chair and said, "Manager Ramsay, you... you're here?"
Noting the uneasy look on the secretary's face, Amelia asked, "What's the matter?"
"Er, nothing." The secretary touched her nose and took a glance at Patrick's office before she whispered to Amelia, "Manager Ramsay, if you're here to invite Mr. Hopper to your department's party, you'd better prepare yourself before going in."
Amelia was surprised. "There are a lot of people inside?"
The secretary nodded solemnly and said, "Female managers!"
Amelia had an impulse to turn around and leave.
But at the thought that she was shouldering the Christmas wish of Doris and others, she finally cheered herself up, pushed the door open, and walked in heroically under the secretary's gaze.
As soon as she entered the office, she was forced two steps back by a flying shoe before she could locate Patrick.
Rubbing her forehead, which was almost smashed, Amelia looked around the chaos in the room with widened eyes. Except for the managers who were red from arguments, she couldn't find Patrick at all.
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