Suddenly, Demir stood up so fast his chair clattered to the floor. The sound cracked like a gunshot. Demir roared.
Selim stopped tapping. He leaned forward, his smile thin and cold. "Promises don’t pay the bills, Demir. If you aren't here Sunday, don’t bother coming Monday. There are a hundred men outside that gate who would beg for your chair." Yeter Lan Yeter
He reached into his pocket, pulled out his factory ID, and slammed it onto the desk. Suddenly, Demir stood up so fast his chair