Marco
"What the f**k is going on out there, Marco,"
"Next time knock before you come into my office," I said looking straight at him. He did the same. "I don't give a f**k. I will repeat the same thing. Mind telling me why women are filled up in this building and all the girly colors around,"
Franco sounded like my father scolding me or much more the person who gave me the funds to start up the company. "Last time I checked I am the owner of this company and a lady's man. So I don't see the reason why I won't do what I did."
Franco scoffed and grabbed his seat, "You should not forget I have my share in establishing this perfume company too. All decision needs to involve me,"
I nodded my head. "Well right. Let me fill you in. A competition is going on or should I call it a giveaway.
