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He smiled awkwardly at Abigail.
Our lady is not as angry as other women. Although she still wants to eat, Abigail still remembers business, so she does not blame her colleagues.
"Well...Herman...Abigail...I'd better call you Herman..." Stephen suddenly became hesitant for some reason, "That's right, I actually know that our boss is looking for
You talked about, um...something about promotion..."
Abigail looked at him strangely, wondering why the other party knew about this?
"Because... if you can be promoted, you will be the team leader of the section, and then you will be my boss, so... you know what? I think... you are really an outstanding... excellent and charming...
reporter……"
Stephen didn't know what he was talking about until he said it. He swallowed several times and finally choked out: "Congratulations...Team Leader Heman!"
"Are you just congratulating me?" Abigail glanced at the other person, leaned her face closer, and showed a rare smile that saw everything.
Stephen's cheeks immediately turned red. He gritted his teeth and said, "Miss Herman, I know that there is a big gap between our births. It doesn't matter to me that we can still work together under such circumstances."
It can be said that I am unexpectedly lucky... Sometimes I do have delusions... But when I saw you having dinner with that gentleman that day, your behavior was so elegant, so far away from my world.
... Now you have been promoted again... I have to say that you are an excellent reporter with a bright future, unlike me, a third-rate 'recorder' who is just hanging around. I..."
"Don't you want to try?" Abigail reached out and touched Stephen's forehead, stopping the other person's words.
Stephen covered his forehead in confusion. Abigail walked forward with her hands behind her back. Halfway through, she suddenly turned around and said to Stephen: "To celebrate my upcoming promotion, you have to treat me to a big dinner when I get back, oh...
Just choose Lucius’ restaurant in King’s Square, the one... that’s next to the bridal salon.”