"Chick, go home and find yourself a husband. You are not welcome here," a bald, middle-aged man took the lead and said.
Emily thought, 'Everyone became quiet, and he was the first to speak. It means he is a person of high standing among them.' Emily sized the man up.
"Before you point your fingers at me, you should tell me your name. This is rude." Emily sounded tough.
The man's face stiffened. He said, "I'm Hans, an executive in the branch."
"Good. I like people with courtesy." Emily nodded. "It's my first day here. What is it that makes you feel the need to barge in altogether?"
Hans unconsciously looked at the other man, and Emily immediately noticed. She followed Hans' gaze toward the man.
Seeing that he couldn't hide anymore, the man stepped forward.
"Miss Hopkinson, I am Cecil. Like Hans, I'm also an executive here. I know it wasn't nice of us to barge in, but we had to. We were very anxious," Cecil spoke tactfully, and Emily could tell that he was the boss.
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