When There Is Nothing Left But Love

My head was muddled as I stared at my lunch on the table.

I shook myself out of my stupor a moment later and cleaned up before leaving his office.

It had been ages since I’d last written a bid proposal, and I didn’t know where to begin.

When Linda came to my desk, I was staring blankly at my computer screen, my chin propped up in my hands. She laughed before imparting her wisdom to me. “Fuller Corporation is calling for bids in A City because they want to expand their market share. Since they’re a listed company, you can more or less view Ashton as an investor. Since an investor’s fundamental goal is to multiply their profits from an initial investment, any form of profit will be important to them.”

She continued, “Public enterprises in A City are clamoring to work with Fuller Corporation because, like us, they believe that this project shows a lot of promise. No one wants to miss out on a cut of its potentially lucrative profits. Their advantage lies in their stability, though their bid may be lower owing to their limited funds. This also implies that they may end up cutting corners during the late stages of the project to save costs. So when you’re drawing up the proposal, there’s no point in bidding extreme prices. Price wars are meaningless, and you only need to come up with a price that guarantees quality and profitability. Then, you should consider and address any concerns that the Fuller Corporation may have when it comes to developing a project in A City. If there’s a need for it, you can arrange for Mr. Murphy and Mr. Fuller to meet for a private discussion. It may be much more fruitful compared to whatever us employees can accomplish.”

She leaned closer to me and smiled. “This is my advice to you regarding the proposal. You can gather more opinions from the others in the office. Everyone has different thoughts and strengths.”

I nodded and got up to thank her.

Nora called as I was contemplating Linda’s advice in silence.

started chatting excitedly, “Scarlett, are you busy? I’m downstairs;

a tricky project on me, and I’m panicking like mad. I’m definitely not in the mood for some posh

How can he dump a project

hard to explain. Oh right, where did you go? You

tailing that hottie until I lost him, but now I’m back! By the

for a bit before

answered, “No, I don’t. Why are you suddenly asking about her?

I was thinking that

it was quite trendy to gift overpriced teas, so she must have rubbed elbows with many rich

City. After all, it can’t hurt to know more about the competition!” The

obvious that Derek was present to discuss collaboration opportunities with

after a moment’s pause. “You might as well ask me or Tabitha instead of Tessa. My grandpa may be retired, but he’s still got some useful connections. He might be able to get some

pondered her suggestion for a while before asking,

like someone who’s got nothing better to