~ Valentina Stephenson (Val) ~
The situation here is getting more interesting. These managers and directors surround me as if bees flew around a flower. I don’t blame them at all. So far, the only attractive woman here is the receptionist. Yet, she’s not my rival either. Who can beat me anyway?
I raise my hand to my hair, then curl it with my finger. I’m bored since I keep listening to the factory’s history, the production data, and the facilities. Oh, please! Who cares anyway with all of those? Since being alone here, I can stimulate the situation by adding more tension. How about some old tricks? I can pretend to be tripped, so the guys will race in helping me.
After thinking about it again, it isn’t good anyway. Maybe I should approach a manager here. How he saw me was like a cut s
