Buying a Suit

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Bright glanced at his watch, realizing that it was time to prepare for the fundraising dinner. With a decisive nod, he pressed the intercom button on his phone.

"Win, could you come in for a moment?" he said into the intercom.

Within a minute, there was a knock on Bright's door, and Win entered the room with a polite smile.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Vachirawit. How can I assist you?" Win asked, his tone professional yet approachable.

Bright returned the smile, gesturing for Win to take a seat. "Win, I have some news," he began. "We have a fundraising dinner to attend tonight, and I'd like you to accompany me."

Win's eyes widened in surprise, but he quickly composed himself. "Of course, Mr. Vachirawit. I'll make sure to prepare accordingly," he replied, his tone eager to assist.

"Great," Bright said with a nod. "Do you happen to have a suit for the occasion?"

Win's expression faltered slightly as he shook his head. "I'm afraid not, Mr. Vachirawit. I don't have a suitable suit for such events."

Bright hesitated for a moment, considering his options. Then, with a determined look in his eyes, he spoke up. "No worries, Win. How about we go shopping for one together?"

Win's eyes widened in surprise at the unexpected offer. "Are you sure, Mr. Vachirawit? I wouldn't want to impose," he replied, his tone grateful yet hesitant.

Bright waved off the concern with a smile. "Consider it a team-building exercise," he said with a chuckle. "Besides, it'll give us a chance to bond outside of work."

With Win's agreement, Bright stood up from his desk, ready to embark on their shopping excursion. "Let's go, Win. We have a dinner to attend," he said, leading the way out of the office with a sense of purpose.

As Bright and Win exited the building, they were greeted by their team of security, who fell into step behind them as they made their way to the waiting car. The security team's presence was a constant reminder of the responsibilities that came with Bright's position in the public eye.

Once they reached the car, Bright and Win climbed in, greeted by the familiar face of their driver. "Good afternoon, Mr. Vachirawit, Mr. MetaWin," the driver said with a respectful nod.

"Good afternoon," Bright replied, returning the nod. "We're headed to a suit shop. Please take us there."

With Bright's instructions, the driver started the engine and navigated the car through the bustling streets of the city. Meanwhile, the security team followed closely behind in a van, ensuring that Bright and Win's journey remained safe and secure.

As they neared the suit shop, Bright and Win exchanged brief glances, a sense of anticipation hanging in the air. Today's shopping trip was about more than just finding the perfect suit—it was an opportunity for them to bond as colleagues and friends, strengthening their connection outside of the office walls.

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