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Chapter 8-2
He walked up to his boss’ who was standing behind his desk with a big smile and his arm outstretched. It didn’t strike him as incongruous that his boss should stand up to greet him, because almost everyone did that. “Sit down, my boy, no need to stand on ceremony when we’re alone, is there?” He pointed to a chair opposite him with an open hand and resumed his seat before Mike could sit down first – Khun Suchart still had some pride. “How are your father and your charming mother? Please give them my best wishes when you next see them, won’t you?” He shuffled though some papers before him pretending to be looking for something but in reality only regaining some of the ground that he had just lost by having to be over affable to a junior less than half his age. Ah, yes, here it is. I unders
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