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“What are you staring at? Hurry up and get over here.” Fathead Fish snapped, unhappy with Enna’s daydreaming.
Enna turned her gaze to the ground and walked to the desk, asking, “Boss, what did you want for?”
“Nothing really, but you see, Ms. Winters is scheduled to appear on the broadcast the day after tomorrow. She said she’s free today, so Enna, I need you to accompany her while she shops and, at the sa ti, gather information for the interview.” Fathead Fish explained in his most fawning voice to Tessa, “I was actually supposed to go shopping with Ms. Winters in Capital City today, but now I have an unavoidable eting this afternoon. What a sha.”
“etings are important,” Tessa Winters flicked her nails, saying dismissively without giving Fathead Fish a friendly look.
Not bothering to ask Enna’s opinion, Fathead Fish made up his mind, “Only when you have ti next, Ms. Winters, will I be able to accompany you personally. Today, Enna will have tea with you while you chat. What do you
Tessa glances at Enna, unable to hide her disdain, and reluctantly says, “Fine, I’ll go with her.”
With that, she frowned and walked out, clearly displeased.
Fathead Fish imdiately urged the unmoved Enna, “What are you still doing here? Follow her.”
Enna was speechless, protesting, “Boss, my job is at the radio station, not accompanying Ms. Winters shopping…”
Before Enna could finish speaking, Fathead Fish had already pushed her out, scolding, “How dare you ntion work to ? What about the advertising deal you were supposed to close with Mr. Smith last week?”
“If you make Ms. Winters happy today, I’ll let it slide.” He continued.
Hadn’t she just beaten Brody Smith up in a bathroom? Could Fathead Fish really let her off that easily? Seriously?
Enna was doubtful, this wasn’t the Fathead Fish she knew.
Was there so kind of plot she wasn’t aware of?
Thinking of the word “plot,” Enna’s thoughts turned to a certain soone.
Ignorant of her thoughts, Fathead Fish prompted her, “Anyway, don’t you have a feature interview with Ms. Winters the day after tomorrow? Take this opportunity today to gather so information. It’s part of your job too. Now, hurry up and follow her.”
Enna had no choice but to follow. As she left, she made sure to remind Fathead Fish, “Boss, you said it yourself, if I accompany Ms. Winters today, you won’t hold the sponsorship issue against and Sister Tiffany.”
Annoyed, Fathead Fish waved his hand, “As long as you make Ms. Winters happy today, I won’t.”
Reassured, Enna smiled, gave him an OK gesture, and hurried out.
Tessa Winters hadn’t waited for her at all, stomping into the elevator first in a huff. If Enna hadn’t run fast enough, the elevator would have closed without her.
Enna rushed into the elevator, and in a spirit of friendly cooperation, smiled and asked, “Where would you like to go shopping today, Ms. Winters?”
“I’m eting a friend,” she snapped impatiently.
Since Tessa didn’t want to deal with her, Enna didn’t want to embarrass herself either, so she kept quiet and blended into the background.
Downstairs.
A blue Bentley was waiting below. Tessa opened the passenger door and took a seat. Enna obediently sat in the back. She took out a notebook, asked a few questions in a responsible manner, and quickly recorded the answers. Tessa, however, was uncooperative. After only a few questions, she lost interest in responding. Enna had no choice but to put away her notebook, planning to collect more information when the capricious princess was in a better mood..
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