I sat down, placing my handbag on the coffee table and watched with my usual default setting facial expression as she asked the secretary to get us some soft drinks.
“Or you prefer tea? I got this really healthy Oolong tea,” she began, taking the sit beside me. I smiled and declined the tea to go for the soft drinks instead. I would be having more tea tomorrow with Farida, and Rakiya had decided to join us. Remember Rakiya?
“So, just in case your plan of securing two competent employees fail, I have a back up plan.” Luba interrupted my thoughts to say confidently, as she picked up a portfolio from the other coffee table and handed it to me, “Have a look at this, I had my secretary print these out.”
I browsed through, brows furrowed quizzically, “This is nice Luba, but these questions are too many, I’m not employing scientists,” I joked.
