[Boss, I'm done evaluating the girls]
"How many models do we have now?" Viviana asked as she walked into her father's company, her phone propped by her ears.
[We have about six now]
Dawn was on the other side of the phone.
"That's not enough," Viviana shook her head as she stepped into the elevator to head to the second floor. "We need at the lowest, ten models. So yes, more than ten models will be prefered."
[But boss, aren't we tight on funds?]
"Not anymore. My bank issues are solved. Nothing to worry about. Just get as much models as you can. And let me know when you do."
[Alright!]
She hung up, and stepped out to head toward the conference room. Within were every employee that worked in the Project Management Department. The second she stepped in, every single one of them, rose to their feet, deeply bowing to her.
Every soul in the company was aware her title had been given back.
"Good morning, Boss."
