"You're dismissed."
Once the words were announced, a group of executives sitting inside the meeting room began to collect their things from the table. They quickly exited the room before all of them let out a collective sigh. From their appearance, it was enough to deduce that everything that was discussed earlier was not totally favorable.
"To redraft and resubmit the report to the president by tonight..." A man in his early thirties rubbed the space between his temple. He looked so much in a headache when he was talking.
"Your position is still alright! President trashed my proposals like they are garbage... I do not dare to face him again if my next proposals... are not accepted." Another one shivered as his face turned pale. He glanced at the crumpled documents in his hands.
