“Young Mistress, I’ve worked at the Blue Suede Textiles Shop for over a decade, and I know this store like the back of my hand. Please allow me to assist you in taking the Blue Suede Textiles Shop to greater heights; please give me another chance,” the manager begged.
“You’ve been here for over a decade, during which the store has been on a steady decline. As such, there’s no reason for me to keep you.” Gloria looked at the manager, and shook her head as she said, “Besides, you can’t even discipline the employees. I’m not going to use a manager who can’t even enforce store rules. I’ll ask them to assign you a new job; you can go now.”
The manager opened her mouth to say something, but remained silent in the end as she extended a bow toward Gloria. She then turned to the staff room, and began to pack up her things.
All of the remaining employees were petrified upon seeing that. Even their manager had been fired; this new boss was absolutely terrifying. Her way of doing things completely belied her captivating appearance, and she was certainly not some weak sniveling little girl who could only hide behind her veil.
_Compared to the young master, his daughter seems to be more suitable for this type of role. Taking off the veil is like removing a set of shackles from her heart; perhaps this is what natural talent looks like? When she was talking about following the rules, she reminds me of the president. _Mars looked at Gloria with approval on his face. He clenched his fists, and his expression became more resolute as he thought to himself, _From this day forth, I have to be as loyal to Young Mistress Gloria as my father was to the president. I want to see her rise to become the president herself, and bring more prosperity to the Moreton Manor. _“Let me introduce myself. I am Gloria Moreton, your new boss.” Gloria turned toward the employees with a smile on her face. She then pointed at Mars, and said, “This is Mr. Mars. He was the secretary of the president, but he will now become the new store manager here.”
Everyone turned toward Mars, and drew sharp breaths in unison. They were already stunned by the lofty status of their new store owner, and they were now shocked to find that their new store manager was also such an important figure. The secretary was the president’s most trusted subordinate, so why was he undertaking the role of store manager here?
All of a sudden, everyone came to a realization. Perhaps the young mistress hadn’t been deployed to their store as the president had given up on her. Instead, he could be harboring very high hopes for her, and wanted to test her by assigning her to a failing business. Even though the Blue Suede Textiles Shop’s situation was not very optimistic, it was the first business that had paved the foundation for the rise of the Moreton Family.
The store manager was packing up her things, and her expression stiffened upon hearing that. She became even more dejected and remorseful for her foolish actions. She knew that she had missed out on her only opportunity to potentially enter the inner circle of the Chamber of Commerce.
The chubby employee had also struggled to her feet at some point before packing up her things, and leaving the shop that she had worked at for eight years. She knew that after being fired from a Moreton Family business, none of the subsidiary businesses under the Chamber of Commerce would want to hire her. As such, it would be extremely difficult for her to find employment in Chaos City again.
Gloria turned to the employees with a serious expression, and declared, “Today, I want to announce something: the president has given me an ultimatum, demanding that I make the Blue Suede Textiles Shop a profitable business in a month. Otherwise, the shop will be closed down, and all of its employees, including myself, will be fired.”
All of the employees were stunned to hear that. They looked at each other, and no one dared to say anything.They were very familiar with the situation that the Blue Suede Textiles Shop was in. The shop still had stock from many years ago, and just the storage and maintenance of that stock required a lot of expenditure. As such, it was completely impossible to make the business profitable in just a month.
“A… a month?! Young Mistress… isn’t that time period a little too short?” A petite employee finally mustered up her courage, and stated the query in everyone’s hearts.
“Something that can’t be changed in a month can’t be changed in three months, either. This is just like the ultimatum that was delivered to all of you three years ago, except this time, the president is the one delivering the ultimatum.” Gloria shook her head.
Mars stepped forward with a smile, and said, “Alright, Young Mistress, we’ll work hard to make our textiles shop a profitable business in a month.”
All of the employees looked at Mars, and their panic gradually subsided. He was the president’s most trusted subordinate. If he said that it could be done, then there should be no issue.
“Mr. Mars, I’ll be in your care from now on, then.” A smile also appeared on Gloria’s face as she turned to Mars.
…
Following the breakfast service, Mag was in a good mood, and he lay down in his lounge chair to sunbathe again. Meanwhile, Yabemiya and Sally were also both in high spirits, and they were dancing to Gokuraku Jodo.
The supremely talented Sally had already perfected the dance, and each and every one of her motions was filled with seduction and exuberance.
In comparison, Yabemiya wasn’t as talented, but she practiced more often, so she had also reached a high level of mastery in the dance.
_Life sure is good. Only in this world would I be able to see an elf and a half-dragon dancing to Gokuraku Jodo. _Mag stretched lazily before closing his eyes. The autumn sun shone its light upon him, and he felt as if he didn’t have a care in the world.
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That night, during dinner, Amy looked at Yabemiya and Sally with anticipation in her eyes, and asked, “Big Sister Miya, Big Sister Aisha, can we perform the ‘Spring Is Here’ dance for my friends tomorrow?”
“Huh?”
“Hmm?”
Both Yabemiya and Sally were surprised by her request.
“But… I’ve never danced in front of anyone, and I’m not good at it, either. It’ll just be embarrassing.” Yabemiya’s cheeks were a little flushed, and she wore a nervous expression.
“I… I’ve never danced in front of any people before, either.” Sally nodded in agreement. She had only danced in front of elves before, so technically, she wasn’t lying.
“That’s alright, both of you look really good when you dance. My friends will love it. All three of us can dance together.” Amy offered encouragement to Miya and Aisha before turning to Mag, and wheedling, “What do you think, Father?”
“I think all three of you look really good when you dance. Your little friends will definitely love to watch you dance.” Mag nodded with a smile at the sight of Amy’s adorable little face.
A Gokuraku Jodo performance in an alternate world? How exciting!
