The next morning, Thomas was awakened by the ringing of his phone. He rubbed his eyes before he casually picked up the call.
“Hello, who is this?”
“Hi, Mr. Mayo. I’m Elior Salvatore, the chairman of North Desert Jewelry. I signed a contract with you before. I wonder if you still remember me?”
'North Desert Jewelry? Elior Salvatore?'
Thomas shook his head. He seemed to remember it slightly, but he had signed too many contracts, so he did not remember it very clearly at the moment.
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