The Woman From Hell

I was already feeling a little drowsy by the tenth group. I looked at the big companies seated on one side and noted that many of them were starting to feel sleepy and were yawning.

They were feeling sleepy even though the people on the stage were giving their hardest in their presentation.

Shannon also yawned. She turned and looked at the people around her. "I'm probably going to fall half asleep if I continue listening. I think those big companies may already have their choices in mind. They definitely will behave very casually toward us."

Her thoughts were the same as mine. Things were indeed unfavorable for companies like us who were at the back.

I nodded with a glint in my eyes. "Leave it to me."

Hearing my affirmative answer, Shannon stared at me with confusion in her eyes. "What are you thinking?"

"Marius gave me some inspiration." I raised my brow at Shannon.

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"Next is Group 18. We invite Miss Lane from Green Orange Cross Trading Company to come on stage."

"Good luck, Wanda."

I stood up and heard Shannon cheering me on. I glanced at her and then walked confidently onto the stage.

With every step I took, I could clearly hear the sound of my high heels tapping on the floor. Every tap seemed to travel into my heart, giving me enough courage.

When I walked past Marius, I also heard him whisper, "All the best."

I smiled when I received his encouragement.

Standing on the stage, everyone's faces in the audience were so clear.

Exhaling, I inserted the USB flash drive into the computer and brought up the first page of the presentation.

I looked up and bowed to the big company leaders on one side. One would never lose anything by being polite. Perhaps they would have a better impression of me.

With a slight smile, I parted my lips

gently, "Hello, everyone. I'm Wanda Lane. I'm sure anyone who has been paying attention to the news has heard of me. After all, I've been part of the tending searches before The good and the bad, everyone has seen them all. To be honest, I'm practically catching up with the popular female stars, probably because I look comparable to those artistes."

The moment I said that, I heard a burst of laughter from below. I had successfully alleviated the somewhat dull atmosphere from before.

"But everyone, don't think I'm

narcissistic. I was just worried

halfway through the conference that

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no one would listen to me as I presented on stage. Hence, I decided to do this. I hope everyone will hold the sleepy bugs at bay temporarily and listen to me. Of course, I value the leaders' attention the most, so please don't look at my slides. Instead, just look at me."

There was another chuckle from below me, but I had finally achieved my goal.

"Let's get down to business. Let me introduce you to our brand, Green Orange..."

After being inspired by Theo and Jordan, Shannon and I summarized our dozen or so pages of presentation slides into only five. The first page was still the cover, so our real content only consisted of four pages.

These four pages covered the three major sections of our brand concept, brand prospect, and brand development. Among them, the prospect and development were explained in detail, with specifics on profitability.

As for my presentation, I condensed the time to ten minutes.

"My presentation is over. Wasn't it quick? I hope the leaders were able to understand Green Orange, thank you."

I did not care about the applauseAll content © N/.ôvel/Dr/ama.Org.

and whispers of the people below when I went off stage. Instead, I turned my attention to the leaders of the companies. Seeing them nodding their heads while having a discussion, I felt a little relieved.

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Shannon gave me two thumbs-ups when I got back to our seats. "You were amazing, Wanda!"