92. It's Fikri Harika or Aylin

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Inside his office, Emre had just finished getting ready and is on his way out when his phone rings. Again. He frowns but answers anyway. "Yes Aylin?"

"Emre, why aren't you answering my calls? Aren't you wondering at all why I've been calling and calling?"

"I can't talk now." He closes his office door. "I've been busy since I got in, why can't you understand that? I told you I need to think. I asked you to give me time."

"Alright fine! Forgive me for disturbing your delicate thinking process!"

She hangs up the call and Emre shakes his head at the phone, putting it away and then leaving, making sure he's got everything before he does.

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"You know, I plan my day by the hour. To the minute," Levent says as he paces Can's office, checking his watch every now and again while Can watches him boredly. "Exercise, shower, shave, get dressed, go to a meeting, have lunch. I have a minute memo."

"Is there really that much to keep track of?"

"If I don't write it down my day is a mess and I fall behind."

Can snorts. "No thank you. I'd rather do what I feel like doing. Decide what to do while I'm in it."

An alarm bell comes from Levent's pocket and he stops pacing. "Ah! See? When I came in, I set myself 20 minutes for personal chatting. It's time for work now." He claps his hands together and sits down.

"Really? Okay." Can shakes his head, opening his eyes wide to wake his brain up. Twenty minutes and it felt like hours... He suddenly remembers why he didn't spend a lot of time with Aunt Remide's children.

"Alright, so as you know, I'm in charge of the new organic production line for Galina."

"Yes I know, of course."

"A store is going to be opened that encapsulates all our products and promotes the organic environment."

"Yes."

"And someone from your agency suggested it?"

Can rolls his stones around on the desk, nodding.

Levent looks at his notes and back up. "My mother mentioned someone by the name of Sanem? Apparently she had the idea initially?"

"Yes, she did."

"Good. Check, check and check." Levent closes his notes. "I'll take care of everything then. Have a look at all the details and progress and then I'll head out."

Can nods as Levent lists his next movements.

"Hey, don't look so worried, I won't bother you too much."

"What?" Can shakes his head and scoffs. "Bother me as much as you want, it's fine."

"Mom planned to talk to both you and Sanem today." Can nods again and Levent glances around in question. "By the way, why isn't she here for this meeting?"

Just as he asks this, Sanem appears in the door with a tray and knocks.

Speak of the devil...

Levent looks at her as she walks in, smiling too widely.

"Your coffee." Sanem hands him a cup.

"Thank you?" he says in surprise.

"You're welcome," she says brightly.

Can frowns at her behavior, feeling both confused and irritated. This is just wrong...Why the hell is she smiling like that?

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