The Woman From Hell

After that came a long week of work.

In all honesty, I never thought one year could feel so long. It was probably due to how troublesome work was every day.

I was talking to Theo about the project procedure in the office when I heard a knock on the door.

"Come in."

Keith entered slowly. He looked at me, signaling me mildly before fixing his eyes on Theo. "President Grant, Mr. Nibel is here." His timing was immaculate.

"Invite him in."

He must have come to ask me how the face cream was after using it. My ears registered Nibel's voice a little while later. "President Grant, President Lane, you're all here."

We ceased our discussion and looked toward the arriving person simultaneously.

I continued before Nibel could say anything else, "Mr. Nibel, you're just in time. This is my report from using the Golden-O Face Cream."

I handed him the document on the table which had been for Theo's eyes previously.

Nibel accepted it with a smile. He then took a seat and read through it. "Your records are detailed, President Lane."

"I haven't used it for long, but it doesn't look like there are any obvious changes to the skin. Even so, I still noted the changes no matter how small they were. Generally speaking, it's not bad. My skin will definitely improve as long as I continue to use it," I explained while Nibel went through the records.Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

He closed the document, smiling. "If that's the case, we can launch it."

"Yes, it's a new product, so the distributors will definitely be more conservative in their purchase."

"It sounds like you've already figured out how to stimulate stock purchase, President Lane." Nibel looked up at me as if it went without saying.

I smiled and nodded lightly. "I was

discussing this with President Grant just now. To do that, I think we can allow the distributors to sell the goods first before paying us. They can pay as much as they sell and return whatever they couldn@sell. That way, they won't have to worry about remaining stocks due to poor sales."

Nibel rubbed his chin when he heard this as if he was thinking. After a moment, he slowly said, "But this won't only increase pressure in production but also sales. If we don't achieve the expected outcome in terms of sales volume, these returns Will be losses."

"I have confidence in Golden-O. It depends if both of you gentlemen would like to take the gamble with me." Although this method invited stress, it was a good way to allow the distributors to push out a large volume of goods. Nibel was hesitant. He was fidgeting with the ring on his finger and was silent.

It seemed that he really did care about this project. My previous concerns about him looked to be unfounded.

While waiting for Nibel's answer, I glanced at Theo. "Golden-O was developed by the EUR team. I have confidence in the team and the product. I'll bet on it," he said.

The moment he said that, Nibel's eyes were on him. Smiling lightly, he said, "If that's your answer, President Grant, it'll look like I'm a coward if I were to object. Alright. I'm in. But before that, the promotion efforts can't be allowed to lag behind."

"Of course. I'll first arrange for

smaller samples of Golden-O to be

attached to the rest of Grant Corporation's other products and have the consumers fill out their information for a follow-up. Next, I'll arrange for people to promote it locally and take a look at everyone's feedback first," I said. Everything had been planned. We were just waiting for Nibel to give the word.

Nibel's eyes were shining brightly, seemingly agreeing with my plan. "Since you've made the arrangements, President Lane, I'll also get my people to work with you on publicity and promotion. I'm looking forward to it." "Me too." I smiled brightly.