Chapter fifty-four.
In tunisany country.
In the high scraper.
A young handsome man sat in from a laptop in front of an official office desk in a big executive office. His black jet hair was combed backwards.
After the call, the expression on his face changed. He picked up his telephone and made a call.
" Come to my office this minute!"
Within two minutes, the door of the office was opened and a young lady in her early twenties worked in.
She wore a white office shirt and a pencil skirt complementing it with black wedged high heels.
Her short brown hair was left cascaded down.
" Yes sir, you called for me." she stood in front of the black office leather desk.
Junya raised his eyebrows " Inform, Mr Edwards that his presence is needed in my office. Tell him that I want him here in ten minutes. A minute late means deductions from his salary."
" Yes sir," she replied as she worked out of his office sweating.