When There Is Nothing Left But Love

I nodded as my head buzzed slightly. After reviewing Fuller Corporation’s financial statements, I moved on to Quinn Corporation’s.

Noticing that I kept yawning, Stacey brought me a cup co coffee and asked, “By the way, Ms. Stovall, will the company’s external audit be given to AC Credit or Harrison Credit?”

Thinking about this problem made my head spin. The middle-aged man from yesterday asked me to hold a tender, but left everything else vague.

Perhaps I could use this to my advantage. I contemplated for a while before answering, “How long will the audit take?”

“In previous years, it took about half a month, but I think this year, it’ll take at least one month!” Stacey spoke while placing the audit information from the previous years on my desk.

I gave it a cursory glance, already feeling a pounding headache as I queried, “How much longer do we have this year?” Every year, the company’s audit had to be published on the Economic Network upon completion. Fuller Corporation is a listed company, so many stockholders and investors were waiting to see it.

“Not much, there’s only one and a half months left, but Fuller Corporation has branch offices in other provinces. Although you don’t need to visit every branch office, you’d still need to visit a few of them. Otherwise, there’s no way for you to understand the specific situation.”

I nodded and put away the documents. Checking the time and seeing that it was already noon, I looked at Stacey and ordered, “I need to meet the president of Harrison Credit. Make an appointment for me. The sooner the better!”

“Yes!” She paused a beat before continuing, “Do you still want to see the president of AC Credit?”

but thinking about what happened last night, I couldn’t help but wonder if it was all AC

some thought, I replied, “I’ll see him. Did AC send some

AC Credit, Thomas Lowe,

here? It seems that Fuller Corporation’s audit is indeed a big

my bag with me. “Do it quick. I’ll go down to meet

left in

with its abundant funds, a luxurious and relaxing reception area was set up in the lobby

were on their lunch break now, so there weren’t many people left. Hence, when I arrived at the reception area, I immediately spotted a middle-aged man sitting

me, he got to his feet and walked toward me with a smile. Extending his hand out for a handshake, he greeted me, “Ms. Stovall, I’m the founder of AC Credit, Thomas Lowe. I’m glad you could

lately, so I couldn’t find the time to meet you until now.” I checked the time on my watch, then looked back at him. “Since it’s currently lunch hour,

nodded. “Sure, Ms. Stovall. And thank

talk about work just yet. When we arrived at the restaurant Stacey pre-booked for us, Thomas still

between two

asked, “Ms. Stovall, I