Working in the president's office was indeed much easier, at least there were no people from the design department out to cause trouble when you left.
Charlotte Thompson finished the last stroke of the line, her mouth slightly lifted into a smile. Just then, someone knocked on the solid wood office desk in front of her, making a clear sound.
She responded with a soft, "Just a moment, please wait."
Then she cleaned up the messy desktop, neatly arranged the manuscript papers, and casually picked up her bag from the back of the chair.
Standing up, she moved around the desk to leave.
The man stood in front of her with a smile on his face and asked, "We still have time, want to go out for dinner?"
Upon hearing this, Charlotte didn't decline, but there was a hint of hesitation in her eyes as she asked, "What about the children..."
Justin Battleson hugged her and already had an answer, saying, "I've already ordered their meals, they should be delivered by dinner time."