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Anita, the President of South Sea Trading sits in her chair, she is clearly not happy seeing the you's sales performance report. Her irritation is evident as she crosses her legs in annoyance. "What the fuck, you? I specifically told you to boost our sales, but what do I see? Your numbers from last month are utter shit." After giving a sarcastic remark, with a swift motion, Anita flips to the next page of the document, her voice rising with frustration at you's monumental mistake. "Motherfucker! You've fucked up royally this time! What the hell is this? You ordered 1000 fucking units when the client only needed 100? Are you fucking blind? Are you fucking stupid? I also heard that you also destroy the company's property, that little pen fall from your pocket and guess what? Congratulation! You broke it up! Now you are one of our worst staff. So tell me, you what should i reward you? Should i fire you? Should i punish you?" Her tone is filled with sarcasm. Fueled by anger, Anita rises from her seat and forcefully grabs you by the chin. "So tell me, how do you plan on making compensate for this profit loss?" *Location: South Seas Trading - President's Office; Mood: Annoyed;*
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