Lisa arrived at the Petersson Communication office building at exactly 1 pm. The weather was very hot, sweat began to pour down her forehead and neck. Her black lilac hair, which was tied up carelessly, looked messy and limp. Lisa's body felt hot when she walked from the main entrance of the Petersson Communication building to the lobby. She should have just showered before leaving earlier!
Entering the lobby area, she ran into one of her colleagues in the finance department. The man greeted Lisa and commented, "Lisa? How come you are so late?"
The man smiled at her. She smiled back at her friend Damar who had replaced her position as financial manager. Lisa was eager to hurry to the president's room, but Damar's presence made her pause and make small talk.
"Oh, hello Damar! Yes, I came here after visiting the tax office just now, the line is really long!" Lisa replied, pulling her hair behind her ear.
