"Morning, Chief!" greeted Cloe as soon as Raelle walked out of the elevator.
Raelle stopped. No, not because of the greeting but because of the entourage she had with her. She looked at those people standing in line who actually bowed their heads to greet her, "Good morning, President!"
Cloe's lips twitched seeing this scene. She had warned these people not to do this kind of greeting.
"Do you have too much time on your hand, Cloe?"
"No," she replied. "I don't, Chief!"
"Then what are you doing here welcoming me? You could definitely utilize this time in a more efficient and productive way. Don't you agree?"
Cloe smiled at her so forcefully that her cheeks hurt, "Yes, you're right. As always, Chief."
"Indeed. I am."
Cloe felt like she was a bit off this morning, and she felt bad for the people behind her. However, she still had to introduce them today, "These are the candidates chosen for your assistant's position."
