After all, she always knew how to handle people.
Otherwise, she wouldn't have survived school with her dorm sisters standing up for her.
On August 3rd, Daisy Ginger finished reviewing the last document, put down her fountain pen, leaned back in her leather chair, and closed her eyes to rest for a moment.
With the contract from the Swiss company, the company's crisis for the second half of the year was considered resolved, and there were no more disturbances from the board, work was smooth.
As dusk fell, darkness started to set in, Daisy Ginger opened her eyes and called out to the door: "Oliver Rubio."
The long-waiting secretary opened the door and walked in carrying a gown: "Director Ginger, can we start the makeup?"
Daisy Ginger nodded, stood up from the leather chair, and nodded slightly towards the few young makeup artists behind Oliver Rubio: "Thank you."
