Carl walked into the high-tech lobby of the Ross Group a little after four in the afternoon, and the employees lit up the moment they saw him. Some waved excitedly. Others giggled and whispered as he passed.
“Mr Carl!” one receptionist called out with a big smile. “You look handsome today as usual.”
Carl grinned and waved back. “Thank you, beautiful farfalla."
The receptionist blushed so hard while giggling.
Unlike Damon, whose presence made everyone try to disappear when he walked by, Carl was a breath of fresh air. He chatted with a few people, cracked jokes and made them laugh before he headed to the executive elevator.
He reached the top floor and greeted Chen when he saw him. “Chen, my guy. Get me something cold to drink, please.”
Chen nodded with a small smile. “Right away, sir
