บท 284: Little Old Thing

Demyan 

I tapped my foot on the golden elevator floor as I held multiple Tote bags in my hands as I looked at the number on the elevator screen as I rode up to the top floor. Today I had a huge meeting with Ethan to finally show him my final designs for his office. If that went well I could finally push my attention to the rest of the building with his permission. 

Out of all the design pitches I had ever done, this was the most nerve wracking one because it was obviously our family legacy and I did not want to disappoint Ethan. We had completely stripped his office bare last week and he was still using his old office downstairs. 

There was a lot of pressure to finish his office in the next three months and time was truly money because Ethan needed his own floor for private meetings which could still happen in the general meeting rooms, but I knew how much he wanted his own space.