Nooo. This was bad. How far did “make him happy whatever it takes” go? Would Binick reschedule the tour to accommodate Noe?
For all of Chananya Hartstein’s generosity, when it came to company meetings — and they didn’t happen often, even though he kept saying he wanted to make them a weekly thing — the
most his accountants could expect was bottled water.
“Streamlining,” Hartstein boomed. “I can’t stress it enough.”
You stressed it enough, Yochi wanted to say, but instead he closed the cap of his water bottle and looked down at his phone. Keeping his eyes on his phone was the safe thing to do. If he looked anywhere else, it required too much eye contact avoidance effort on everyone’s part. Why make things uncomfortable?
Besides, the discussion was irrelevant to him — he’d long be out of the firm by the time all streamlined procedures were re-streamlined — and he had work to do.
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