In the lobby of the Snow Sea, Ben stood silently with his subordinates. "Mr. Challer, do you really want to report this to Mr. Hanson?" one of the subordinates asked worriedly."This is a big issue which will affect the company's development. If we can successfully get the Arctic Snow Mask, then the position of general manager of the marketing department will be mine for sure," Ben said. "At that time, you will become the manager of the eighth marketing department."The subordinate was immediately excited. He laughed ingratiatingly, "Thank you in advance, Mr. Challer. In the future, I will go through the fires of hell for you!"Ben laughed heartily and patted his subordinate's shoulder, looking immensely satisfied. He liked the idea of being the general manager.Suddenly, his phone rang. When he saw who was calling, Ben immediately picked up and said flatteringly, "Mr. Hanson, what can I do for you?"An arrogant voice traveled through the phone and asked, "Ben, how are thing
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