Brandon curled his mouth. "It's not that I'm picky, but the boxed lunch at the construction site is uneatable."

"You're picky about what you eat, and you won't admit it. So many people eat it, and you say you can't..."

"What are you whispering about? Are you complaining me? Huh?!"

Ann gave a dry laugh and changed the subject under Brandon's keen eyes. "By the way, we will be working in the sales department for a period of time starting Monday. Let's go back in the evening and do some strategies first, so we won't be in a hurry."

Brandon shrugged. "Ok, we'll go back to school this weekend."

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