MTh: An OCD boss (II)

After giving the order earlier to his capable secretary, the perfectionist could finally focus on his work. Like Secretary Han had thought, the man did not plan to sleep and buried himself with work while waiting for the results.

'Knock. Knock.'

A knock on the door disturbed the man's thoughts.

Reinhart looked up from his laptop and documents. 

"Come in." His voice was slightly hoarse.

A butler entered with tea and snacks.

"Have a break, Master."

Reinhart nodded. "I will, later. Put it on the table first."

The butler did what was ordered and left.

Reinhart buried himself back with work again, forgetting the hot tea that was prepared for him.

Moments later, there was another knock on the door.

"Come in."

The door opened. Secretary Han with disheveled hair and with the same clothes since morning came in with a file in his hands.

"President, I got the report."