Henry Russell looked helplessly at his phone: "This girl really, not allowing people to talk, what's there to be shy about?" He smiled and put his phone back in his pocket.
Then he hurriedly continued his itinerary without stopping.
After rushing back to the company, he looked at the stack of documents on his desk, rubbed his temples, and thought he was in for a busy time.
It must be said that his assistant did a good job; all the documents only needed Henry's final signature before they could be sent on their way, making his life a little easier.
Once the company documents were all processed, Henry called his assistant on the landline.
"These documents are all sorted. You can take them downstairs now. If there are any new documents, help me process them first, then put them on my desk. I'll come by later to sign them."