Paul was astonished and said, “Mr. Dalton, your pants...”
Chase looked down at his custom-made pants that had no wrinkles, and said impatiently, "Are you dissatisfied with my pants?"
“No,” Paul replied. How dare he make any comments about the president’s clothes? He pointed to Chase’s back awkwardly and said, "In the back of your pants..."
“Tell me now!" He was annoyed by Paul’s hesitation.
Paul said in a low voice at the risk of being punished, "Mr. Dalton, you'd better change your pants. There is... There is a piece of s**t in the back of your pants!"
Chase was shocked.
He was stunned and gloomy when he heard the words. Then he turned back and walked to his office.
When he changed the pants and found the chocolate cake on them, he nearly got mad.
No wonder Paul said that there wa
