NovelEnglishChapter 987 Hospitality But the moment didn't last long as Jennifer soon came to herself.
Ivan came over, put his arm around her shoulder, and took her to meet the executives of the Clarke Corp.
They greeted each other.
"I'd appreciate it if you can cooperate with Jennifer," Ivan had exquisite features, "You should cater to her needs at work unconditionally." "That is for sure." Zack made his stand, "Mr. Marsh, you can be rest assured. Mrs. Marsh is our honored guest, we will treat her with hospitality. Mrs. Marsh, will you please follow me?" Jennifer looked at Ivan, "You should go back to work now. You don't have to walk us upstairs, you are busy and | am not a child." With just a few words, everyone around was envious.
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Ivan waved at everyone and kissed Jennifer on the forehead before walking back to the car.
"Mrs. Marsh, please." Zack was polite and wanted to look at her for a few more seconds, but he was afraid it would be offensive, so he held it back.
Although the Clarke Corp was not as big as the Marsh Group, the office environment here was good. The CEO here seemed to be a thoughtful man.
Taking the elevator upstairs, Zack and the executives took them to the newly-decorated office.
The layout of the place was refreshing, with plants and a fish tank.
"Mrs. Marsh, nice to meet you." Tristan waited here, tall and cool.
He was very polite, "My name is Tristan Norwell, | am Mr. Clarke's assistant. In the following month, you can call me if you need anything." As he was speaking, Jennifer watched him and had a good impression of him.
Tristan was the last one to leave. Zack had a meeting, so he left first.
"Mrs. Marsh, do you like fish?" Tristan came to the fish tank, "I bought this. | do not know if you will like it. If not, | can move it away." "| like it." Jennifer smiled at him. "Thank you, Mr. Norwell." "Just call me Tristan," he said, "Everyone in the company calls me Tristan." After just a few minutes, all the designers from the Marsh Group had had a good impression of Tristan.
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Right after he left, Phoebe couldn't help saying, "He's quite composed and handsome!" "And he's the CEO's trusted man here, young." "He's like Finnley, but he seems more alienated than Finnley." "That makes him more attractive, like Mr. Marsh." Susan, another designer, could not help but express her views, "I wonder if he and I will have a story in a month." At this time, the only male designer here, Drew, said, "You didn't even have any story with Finnley, who you used to see every day." "Shut your mouth, Drew!" Susan was pissed, "Can't you just say something nice?" "You can teach me," Drew laughed out loud deliberately.
A quiet designer, Daisy, said, "Well, we are here to work. Let's hear Mrs. Marsh arrangement." "Stop thinking about Tristan. 200 clothes in a month, this task is not easy." Phoebe also said, "We have to prove our worth here." Jennifer smiled and sat down in the office chair. "I like the office. They did make much efforts." Her father must have done all this.
She suddenly felt strange. Her dad's office was right next door and she was so close to him...
"The room is spacious and | like the chair." Drew said.
"Mrs. Marsh, should we start working now?" Jennifer came to herself and turned on the computer, "We should first review their previous designs to find the commonness and the differences. | have sent them to your emails last night." The designers all gave her a thumbs-up.
"You are so efficient, Mrs. Marsh!"
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