Eiji was ready to rip his paperwork to shreds when the phone rang.
"Sorry to be a bother....just wondering if you have any scheduled time for breakfast and if you do lunches, dinners also and times for them too" He heard the boy speak. Eiji put on an annoyed smile, glad no one saw, "Breakfast is between 5-11 AM, there is no lunch I'm sorry, and dinner is from 5-10 PM. Would that be all, sir?" He asked.
While he held the phone on his shoulder, he read over some of the bills that needed paying. He glared at the raised prices. He was sure he'd cut down on costs. Why would they have gotten higher? He made a mental note to ask his staff what was going on. Maybe call the belling companies.
Eiji hated dealing with people and seriously wished he didn't get stuck with this damn place. He felt bad for his grandchildren (if he even got any) because they too would most likely end up with this hell hole of a place. Maybe, someone would get the sense to burn it do the damn ground. He couldn't, 'cause he had no where else to go.