In the office.
Sitting behind his desk with his legs on the table, George stared at his phone intensely as he flirted with several women on a dating app.
Just then, his phone buzzed, and a text message popped up.
George pursed his lips in annoyance. As he reluctantly opened the text message, he saw that it was the interview schedule from the HR department.
He frowned as soon as he laid eyes on it with a tinge of shock, and then he sneered sarcastically, shaking his phone at the people sitting next to him. “Hey, guess who came to Spikeworth?”
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