Alexander Forest: ??? What the heck~ My company also has people participating in the selection, okay? Why should I vote for your wife? And not only that, you want my company’s people to vote for your wife too? Am I shaless as a boss?
Thomas Lancaster: You wish.
Yvette Quick: Hope for a wife?
Jas Black: @Alexander Forest, anyway, participating is just for show. In the end, Jane Sampson will definitely be first, so these votes would be wasted. Might as well give them to soone useful like her.
Alexander Forest: That makes so much sense, I have nothing to say.
Alexander Forest: Just for show???? I’m completely dumbfounded and want to smack you, you shaless guy.
Jas Black: Have you been released from Nina’s blacklist? @Alexander Forest.
Alexander Forest: ...
No, I haven’t.
Alexander Forest has been on Nina’s contact blacklist for a long ti, and Nina hasn’t been in the Capital Province recently. Even if he wanted to gamble on eting her at the hot pot restaurant, he couldn’t find her.
Nina went to deal with the branch preparation outside the region.
Thinking of this, Alexander Forest directly picked up his mobile phone and called Jas Black.
"If I throw away my face to help you, can you get off Nina’s blacklist?" Alexander Forest asked.
Alexander Forest was considering that if he still couldn’t reach Nina, he’d give Jane Sampson a call and try to persuade her.
"If I can’t, you won’t find anyone else either." Jas Black raised his eyebrows, "So, see if you want to try with ."
Alexander Forest had nothing to say.
Because Jane Sampson definitely listens to Jas Black.
If he doesn’t reach out to Jane Sampson, he really doesn’t know who else to contact. From what he knows, Nina and Jane Sampson are such good friends that they could literally wear the sa pants.
Alexander Forest sat in the office, squeezing his mobile phone and started thinking.
Is chasing a girlfriend more important?
Or is the face of being a boss more important?
After thinking it over and over, Alexander Forest figured that chasing a girlfriend might be more important.
"Then I’ll throw my face away. I’ll send an internal email to the company, I won’t keep my face, let everyone vote for Jane Sampson. If you don’t help , I tell you, I have plenty of ways to get back at you!" Alexander Forest gave a small threat.
After hanging up the call, he imdiately hurried his assistant to send an internal company email.
The assistant, upon hearing Alexander Forest’s words, had an expression as if they had eaten sothing unpleasant.
"President Forest, did you say Jane Sampson?" The assistant thought they might have misheard, otherwise why would they hear their idol’s na instead of the company’s own artist’s na?
"Yes, yes, Jane Sampson. Quickly, send the email, then promote it on the official platform to help boost Jane Sampson’s popularity." Alexander Forest was busy editing his twitter on his mobile phone, so he didn’t have the patience to chat more with the assistant.
Of course, mainly because he knew he couldn’t save face, so he sent the assistant away in frustration and embarrassnt.
For the sake of chasing Nina, there’s nothing he wouldn’t do, and a little loss of face is nothing.
If he can’t win over a girlfriend, having face is useless.
So, about five minutes later, not only did Alexander Forest’s company’s internal employees receive an internal email that left them dumbfounded, but the company’s official twitter also sent out a tweet that left the official twitter fans equally baffled.
The boss, Junior President Forest, just called to work.
Junior President Forest said we should all vote for the Monkey King of Sampton.
I thought I heard it wrong.
Later, I confird, I didn’t hear it wrong.
So, covering my face, I ca to rally votes for the Monkey King of Sampton!
The official twitter account could almost picture Jane Sampson’s daddy with a huge knife held to Junior President Forest’s neck.
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