"You should hold the cutter this way or you will harm yourself, young man." Mr Payne chided a young boy who had recently begun working in his lumber factory.
"Thank you, Mr Payne! I will be careful from now onwards." He nodded and took the cutter from the old man.
"WHAT? What are you saying?" Mr Payne heard loud noises coming from his left. It was the manager of the lumber factory.
Mr Payne dusted his hand on his pants and walked towards the manager.
"Sire, if I may ask is there any problem?"
The manager's furious face softened at his voice. He nodded his head lightly.
"Yes, Mr Payne. There is a big problem."
"What is it? Please tell me if I can help."
The manager looked conflicted but answered anyway. "You know we have to receive the premium quality wood from a caravan tonight."
"Yes, what about that?" Mr Payne nodded. He knew how valuable that kind of wood was.
