“Look, here boy, I do not like the news I am hearing at the moment, what is going on? Why am I not receiving the news I expect to receive? Why are you slow in your work?” he asked the boy standing at the door. He had his hands behind him and his head bow, looking at the floor and wishing this man drops dead soon so he can be free from him and his worth. “No-- nothing sir” he muttered still looking at the floor. “You look at me when I talk to you and you speak louder, okay? I do not want to tell you to speak up, am I clear?” he asked banging the table hard and glaring at the boy. The boy flinched by that sudden sound and looked at the man with fear written in his feature. “Ye-yes sir,” he spoke louder this time and the man nodded. “Good, now tell me, why is the progress slower than I expected?” he crossed his arms. “I can't really explain that, I did all that you asked me to do but can't give a definite reason as to why it is go
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