ARGON
Our work started the moment we arrived at the factory. The workers had already begun with the task, taking out the remaining materials and starting with the production.
Brielle, Jerome and I sat in my office, attending to the finances of the company and what we can use the money to cover.
"The materials won't last us for the production, so we'll have to take some money for that," I planned with them.
They both agreed with me, especially Brielle.
"Let's hope the materials cover a large portion of the batches, because we'll be needing more money for more goods, " She said, pointing at the file.
I agreed with her on that, hoping everything goes well.
Two days later, we had covered a quarter of the batches Sir Derek ordered for. We haven't slept at the mansion since that night, bu
