Chapter 34
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[I have already persuaded her. Now, she should be convincing her family to make Mara the representative.]

Greg sat at his desk, a satisfied smile on his face as he read the screenshot messages from his subordinate. "Well, she's not bad. Pretty fast too," he thought, contemplating hiring Joy for future tasks.

Without wasting any time, he instructed his subordinate to immediately send compensation money to Joy for her successful persuasion.

As Greg finished sending the message, Dylan entered the room, carrying a bag of food. "Hey, I've got your order," Dylan announced, placing the bag on the table. "They didn't have the drink you wanted, so I got you a smoothie instead. They say it's their specialty."

"Thanks," Greg replied, walking over to the table to retrieve his food. He returned to his desk and began happily munching on his meal while continuing his work.

Dylan couldn't help but notice Greg's contented expression.

"Good things just seem to happen to him," Dylan thought before frown
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