61- Good things

When she kept standing there drumming her fingers on her other arm, Marwick released a sigh and closed his eyes.

“Ok. Sit down.” River nodded in appreciation and took a seat around the large table. Marwick sat beside her and picked up the intercom.

“Greta. Please send breakfast for three people inside the conference room,” he barked and placed the receiver.

“Now spill. What it is?” River demanded.

Gerald raised his hand to ask for Marwick’s permission. When Marwick nodded, Gerald cleared his throat.

“Marwick came here on my insistence so that we can get the bidding. And we succeeded. It was necessary for our international market. This bidding is signed and now we are again number one on the international market.”

“Ok, that’s good.” River was aware of it because last night’s party was the celebration for securing the position back to number one.

“The problem is these small biddings from local vendors. We are failing in it. Yesterday when we got this bidding, we also failed to grab a sm