Benjamin lifted his phone and dialed a number that showed GM on the display screen.
"Who are you calling? GM? General manager? Do we even have a general manager in our team?" Mike asked him.
"The grim reaper," Benjamin replied and walked away briskly.
In a few minutes, he came back with someone who was dressed in complete black. Even his face was not visible outside. Mike came near Benjamin and asked while examining the newcomer from head to toe,
"Who is he now? And why is he completely covered in black?"
"I told you earlier! He is GR!" Benjamin muttered and glared at his foolish son.
"GR and not GM? You had written M instead of R. Are you stupid?" Mike asked Benjamin.
"It's a typo. Is that even important now? Let us allow him to do his job now," Benjamin mumbled and moved away from Mike.
