As Arabella followed Romeo into the cafeteria, Mr. Quennel immediately clapped his hands, raising his voice, "Hold up, everyone!
Let's give a warm round of applause to welcMr. McMillian and Ms. Arabella!"
Everyone turned to look at Romeo, their expressions flickering with surprise. They had been part of this subsidiary for quite some
tbut had never met the big boss in person.
To top it off, the man rumored to be indifferent to women was holding hands with a lady, and they seemed quite the item.
"Good evening, Mr. McMillian, Ms. Bella," many employees stood up to greet them.
Arabella nodded in acknowledgment, and Romeo spoke up, "The holidays are coming up, and | know you've all been working
overtlately. | appreciate your hard work."
"Not at all," they chorused in reply, while internally they were all abuzz. Was the big boss always this personable? Rumors had
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtpainted him as a cold, emotionless workaholic. Yet here he was, defying expectations.
"Please, make yourselves comfortable," Romeo gestured for everyone to sit.
Mr. Quennel respectfully said, "Mr. McMillian, Ms. Bella, here is tonight's menu."
"Looks good," Arabella said after scanning the menu. Though not as luxurious as the headquarters, the place was clean and bright.
"Thank you for the compliment, Ms. Bella." Mr. Quennel had been worried the ordinary dishes wouldn't impress them, but a nod
from Ms. Bella eased his concerns.
"Go ahead with your work," Romeo said.
Taking the cue, Mr. Quennel bowed, "Then I'll be taking off, Mr. McMillian. Need to pick up sgroceries to cook dinner for my
wife and kids."
Romeo, impressed by his family dedication, said, "Finance will award you an extra month's bonus. Treat your family to something
special."
Mr. Quennel's eyes widened in shock at the unexpected gift, taking a moment to register before exclaiming, "Thank you, Mr.
McMillian! | wish you and Ms. Bella a lifetof happiness. Enjoy your meal!"
With that, he bowed out.
Arabella chuckled, "You really startled him. He thought you were here for an inspection. He was too nervous to even breathe."
Romeo's eyes twinkled with a soft laugh, "This subsidiary has been doing well;. Carl reported tolast month. The staff is
motivated, and the cafeteria meets our hygiene standards. Every dish is freshly prepared, no pre-cooked meals, which is why |
brought you here. What would you like to eat?"
"Anything's fine," Arabella wasn't fussy, "Do we serve ourselves steak here?"
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"Letdo it."
"It's okay." Arabella grabbed them ssteaks.
"Just set them here." Romeo placed the rice on the trays, gesturing for Arabella to hold onto his sleeve while he carried their meals
to an empty table.
Many employees watched, intrigued at the sight of the group's boss being so down-to-earth, without a trace of pretension.
Arabella tasted the dish, "Pretty good."
The chefs in the cafeteria were impressively skilled, much to her surprise.
"Lettry," Romeo sampled a bite, "Not bad."
"Right?"
"Try a few more of these," Romeo said, offering her a selection from their shared dishes.