"That's not a good idea."
Today, with Silas Cheney absent, Old Gao naturally had to look after Thea Lynch.
Opposite, Valiant's representative dismissed it, "Our live broadcast is only an hour. Just have Foreman Lynch sit for ten or twenty minutes. It won't take up too much time."
"It's not about the time..." Old Gao felt the matter was inappropriate.
"It's fine."
Beside them, a long-silent Thea Lynch suddenly spoke up, drawing everyone's attention to her.
Old Gao was choked up, trying to say something to stop it, but the Valiant representative was quicker to respond, "Then let's schedule it for this weekend. Would that work for you, Foreman Lynch?"
Thea Lynch didn't hesitate and nodded, "Sure, I'm fine with it."
The Valiant representative breathed a sigh of relief, stood up, and extended a hand towards her, shaking it firmly, "Thank you, Foreman Lynch, thank you so much!"
"It's the right thing to do." Thea pulled her hand back calmly.
