50

GRAYSON

"Listen up, gentlemen," sambit ko para kuhanin ang atensyon ng mga tauhan ko. "We've got a new set of merchandise for our esteemed clients. Mr. Wong, Mr. Lee, Mr. Melendes, each order 200 bottles of the latest. Mr. Chu, wants 700 bottles, and Mr. Monreal, an impressive 1,500 bottles. They want it delivered ASAP. Zamir, I'll assigned you to lead the task immediately. Irwin, Dave, Teng, Tim, Arthur, Stef, and Maicu, you handle the bulk orders. Aldi, take care of logistics. The rest of you," I gestured towards those unnamed associates, "make sure every detail is impeccable."

"Yes boss!" sabay-sabay nilang sabi.

"Great," aniko. "I expect all of you to do the job, discreetly." Tumalikod na ako para umalis ngunit nang alis na sana ako ay naulanigan ko ang mga yabag na tila nakasunod sa akin.

Nang humarap ako ay si Zamir ang nasa likod ko, iniaabot niya sa akin ang kanyang cellphone. "It's Mr. Jellal Fitzgerald from FG Enterprises, boss. Says it's urgent."

I nodded as I get the phone