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The young woman started to explain a problem for which she didn’t truly need his help Her supervisor likely had an easy answer He listened politely, then asked, “Have you asked Ann?”

“Ann’s at lunch,” she said, wringing her hands “And it’s due at one”

“It’s all right,” he assured her with a s to auction until next week, but I would suggest you take a look at section two in the documents Ann drew up yesterday,” he said, then explained specifically where she should look to find the answer to her query

She nodded, blushing “Thank you, Jack”

“No problem Good work”

He excited the cubicle, rejoining Mike and the other execs as they started toward the other side of the office “So, as I was saying, the properties don have always been our bread and butter, but I don’t think…”

Jack let his words trail off Mike didn’t appear to be listening Instead, he had a shit-eating grin on his face and see behind him Jack turned to discover Julie had co to another intern, in a skirt much too short to comply with the Fiorini dress code

“Good work is right,” Mike mumbled “I’d hit that so hard”

Jack scowled “And then what? She’s an employee”

“Who the fuck cares?” Mike grumbled “Fire her ass Even if HR came down on me, it would be worth it, for a taste of that sweet pussy”

Mike was all talk, and the things he said were almost never PC, which made him the unofficial court jester of the Fiorini Group

But Jack didn’t find this particular breed of bullshit funny “Are you out of your mind?” he asked in a cold, sharp voice

Mike blinked “Hey, noas just—”

“It’s unprofessional to talk about any of our e him off “Not to mention crass and classless And I won’t stand for it If I catch you so ain, there will be consequences Consequences you won’t enjoy Do we understand each other, Mike?”

Mike looked at the ground, sufficiently admonished The other execs had already drifted away, clearly happy to let Mike take his ue noises about following upon the Clement deal—Jack heard a voice over the usual office chatter