II
“Arseniko!”
The mans voice boomed all over the place, stopping them from their menial work. Everyone was suddenly looking at the fat man holding his mug. It was Mister Florenzo, the head of their department.
“Boss,” he says as he stands to greet him.
“In my office now!” The man shouted then turns around and leaves.
“Yes,” He just nodded with a heavy sigh.
“What’s eating him again.” Arthur one of his co-workers snorts.
“Beats me,” Ruther not knowing what may have cause their boss irritated mood.
“Just ignore whatever he says, the hot air around here must’ve went straight to his head,” Joe the oldest among all of them said while tapping his finger on his head.
“You got that right,” The other two men added then laughed.
“Okay,” He could not help but laugh along with them.
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