So here I am, left by that bastard in his office to do his job. Well, I think I just have to sit here and wait until the day ends. 

Then a knocking sound came through the door. Soon after, Miss Secretary rushed inside and went straight infront of my table.

"Sir, we have an emergency." She immediately declared. "There's been a large manufacturing error at the laboratory. One batch of our products have been mislabeled but the deliveries were already dispatched last night. We have to recall all the products before it reaches our consumers." She quickly explained before handing me a file folder.

I stared at her. Honestly, I didn't understand a thing from what she just said. But even my gut feel says that its quite a problem. I suddenly had the urge to vomit the remaining alcohol from last night and run away from this place. Then I remembered my conversation with Father this morning. I forced myself to try and digest what I just heard. 

"So... " I tried to sound as calm as possible. 
"... what you want from me is my approval to proceed with all the necessary countermeasures right?"

"Yes Sir." she quickly answered looking a bit disappointed with my reaction.

"Fine, you have my approval. Do your job." I told her again trying my best to sound authoritative.

"Yes Sir." She then bowed and hurriedly left the room.

"That's one problem alright. That will be it right? I can finally relax now right?" I told myself as I l