He shook his head and looked at me with a look of leisure: "If employees become sick from exhaustion, the company will have to reimburse a large amount of medical expenses.
I know it s not good for me to quarrel with him. I opened the agreement and looked at it from beginning to end. As I read it, I asked, "President Felix, what else do you want to add about the contract in the afternoon?"
"No." He replied very simply, not looking at the things I handed over, anyway, his super assistant took full responsibility. "Liam, your things are still in the office. Are you really not going back?" He whispered as if to persuade a lost lamb to go home with him.
But I am not a lamb. "I won't go back, I don't want to continue to be your anti-boring tool, I have to nod and bow at you after being skinned?" I closed the agreement calmly.
Hearing what I said, he smiled and moved closer: "Your analogy is not appropriate. I haven't skinned you, only..."