At night, the Sinclair Group was still brightly lit, as Assistant Collins sprinted down the hallway clutching a tablet.
"Make way, I have urgent news!"
At the entrance of the CEO's office, the secretary, who was holding documents and coming out from inside, stopped Assistant Collins, who was sprinting in disarray, and gestured to the shiny wall nearby: "Image! Going to meet President Sinclair looking so messy, are you looking to resign?"
"I have urgent news!"
Despite his words, Assistant Collins tidied his disheveled clothes and hair in front of the wall.
The bewildered secretary, who couldn't understand why he was in such a hurry, helped him straighten his shoulders: "What could be so urgent? I just sneaked a peek before coming out; President Sinclair looked quite fine."
Assistant Collins shook his head mysteriously: "After I share this news, President Sinclair's mood will change."
"You're exaggerating again; you always make things sound dramatic!"
