Contest to be Wife of the President

CH-8 Cold War (Part 2)

The next day…

Sean had breakfast alone. He doesn't talk much, just eat. The woman was really angry apparently, good, her mind.

“Nona ask for breakfast in the room only,” again Mr. Roby reports.

“Who is it?”sean grumbled in his heart, without answering the words of Mr. Roby. Anyway Mr. Roby why should report everything about the woman.

Arriving at the office, Sean again had to be faced with the files of contest registrants that piled up.

“Sam! I told you, I don't want to see this form again!” sean yelled angrily, turning to Sam who kept the files.

“You still have to see it! The second day the woman is more beautiful than the first, let's see, this is also the result I sorted,” said Sam.

Sean seemed to frown not talking, directly sitting in his chair.

“You why?” sam asked, seeing his friend and boss was surly.

“That woman is really annoying. He doesn't eat breakfast, doesn't eat dinner,” lamented Sean.

“What? Women don't eat breakfast, don't eat dinner, what max?” ask Sam, confused.

“Yes that woman next to my room. He's angry, doesn't want to eat at the table anymore, I do care, he eats where the cake is, stupid,” Sean replied.

Sam seemed to be massaging his forehead, not caring but angry, what did that mean?

“Ya already why should be dizzy, let's see the form. Tomorrow we start the interview,” Sam said. Sean had to look at one of those files.

“What is this?” sean asked, widening his eyes, as he looked at the file in his hand. Then take another file. She looked at Sam.

“This is my ex-former woman joining the contest as well?” ask Sean.

“Iya,” replied Sam, nodding.

“Why did you receive?” ask Sean.

“Yes I think maybe there is something you want CLBK,” Sam said.

“When I went out with them, I never knew if I loved them or not. No one has been dating me for a long time, only a few dates have broken up. You know yourself from long ago like that,” complained Sean.

“Yes I'm just trying to help you find a woman who can make you fall in love, maybe now you will be enamored with your ex, they are beautiful, from a rich family again, they are perfect, they are perfect,” replied Sam, while sitting on the sofa.

“I know they are beautiful, but I don't feel at home with them,” complained Sean, while saving the file, then retrieving the new file.

“Bored!” he complained, not yet read, he kept the file on the table again.

The sound of the door being knocked. Some of the officials in his company are already at the door.

“Log in,” he said, then turned to Sam.

“Take the file, reject all my ex-members,” Sean's orders.

Sam immediately stood looking at him. His head was getting dizzy just looking for a candidate for Sean.

“Better I work than take care of women,” lamented Sean.

“What else does that bothersome woman,Ih,” grunts again.

Sam just looked at her not understanding, then took all the marks out of Sean's room.

Sean was again busy with his work with several important officials in his company earlier.  Because Sam was still busy with the preparations for the contest, so he did not attend the meeting this time, only his Secretary Devi Bu replaced him. Until it doesn't feel like it's noon.

“Pak, how about if we eat out?” ask Miss Devi.

“Yes well,” replied Sean, nodding.

After the meeting was over, Sean, Devi and the other officials went out to lunch at a restaurant.

“This new restaurant?” sean asked Ms. Devi, because she just now eats at this restaurant.

“Yes sir, there is about one month. The food was good, the service was fast. I have eaten several times here, it could be an occasion if we entertain guests later,” replied Bu Devi, walking into the restaurant beside Sean followed by other officials.

“The place is also good, very modern,” continued Bu Devi.

Sean just nodded. As soon as he entered, he heard the voice of the accompanist singing a slow song. In this restaurant, there is also a mini stage for the singers to accompany guests to eat or guests can perform singing, there is a single organ that accompanies.

Bu Devi pointed at the table of chairs that she had ordered for them to sit all there were seven chairs.

Not long after the waiter came to bring the dishes that had been ordered earlier by Bu Devi by phone while still in the office, so they did not wait long to start eating.

The visitors who ate lunch, looking towards the mini stage while eating food

them.

“Why singers are always beautiful-cantk huh. The cafe singer is also beautiful, her voice is good,” said Mr. Dion, one of the company's officials Sean.

“Yes they are very talented,” replied Mr. Erwin, nodding.

Sean did not comment on anything, he only ate his food, he did not like the chatter filled with stale bases.

The MCs spoke through the mic.

“Girls, today we will present a special appearance from one of our new employees. Please!” the MC voice.

Seeing the figure of a beautiful girl with a violin, making the guests who ate lunch seemed antusiaa look. There are also the ones who are careless, continue to eat the food, as Sean did. He tends not to care about the environment.

Sean also listened to her, beautiful music, but she did not notice it at all. Moreover, the chairs near the mini stage looked full so the violinist was not so clearly visible from Sean's table.

“The game is very good right Sir?” ma'am Devi said to Sean.

“Hem,” replied Sean short.

There was a boisterous applause as the violinist stopped the music.

Mr. Erwin raised his hand.

“Can songs reques? Enter to Bill!” yells.

The MCs looked to look at the violinist.

“Can, one more song, for whose Father?” ask MC.

“Pak Erwin,” replied Mr. Erwin, smiling happily, also responded by his friends, who immediately clapped as the violinist began to swipe his violin again.

“Father want songs reques?” asked Bu Devi, the woman with glasses, short-haired shoulder-length, who was a senior in Sean's company.

“No,” replied Sean, ketus. Bu Devi was finally silent, she was already used to the attitude

sean's Cueknya.

Music Biola is back on melodious. The guests who had lunch were very entertained by the performance. Once again a standing ovation echoed in the room as the music game stopped.

Sounds like the MC ended the game from the Violin player.

“Nona! Can you come here?”call Mr. Erwin while raising his hand again because their seats are quite far from the mini stage.

Sean turned to Mr. Erwin, for what Mr. Erwin called the violinist all. He also turned to the violinist who walked over to Mr. Erwin. His gaze came to a halt as the violinist also turned towards him. The sight of her eyes today eluded her. The mood immediately turned bad.

The girl immediately frowned when she saw Sean, and looked away pretending not to see. Quickly approach Erwin sir.

“Nona, this is my business card, can you be present at my daughter's birthday, the day after tomorrow, the address is on that card,” said Mr. Erwin.

Lorena took the card and smiled kindly at Mr. Erwin. After that without looking at Sean, he left the table.

Sean was upset to see it. The woman ignored him, the woman who hitchhiked in his house screwed him? Just be right! His heart is really shitty.

Watch out for you, grunts. It feels like only this time he is ignored by women like this, let alone the woman hitchhiking free at his house, eating at his house, using his servant's services, pay him later if he has become the President's wife. The dream!

Coming home from lunch, his mood got worse. Still remembered the attitude of Lorena who ignored him when he approached Mr. Erwin.

“Truly that woman will I disqualify!” grunts, when he arrived in his room.

“Who?” suddenly Sam asked, apparently he was sitting on the sofa doing something.

“The woman! That woman ignored me!” sean grumbled, while opening his suit then thrown into his chair.

“Which woman?” ask Sam, not to look.

“Which other woman? The one who lives in my house, he just sees me, ” replied Sean.

“See where?” sam asked again, he was confused why Sean was so fussy today.

“It turns out he was playing violin at a restaurant I was at. He looked at me and ignored me!  He lives in my house, dares to ignore me! I want him disqualified!” sean said with a sniffle.

“Lorena?” ask Sam.

“Iya, who else?” sean snarled in annoyance.

Sam was silent, seemingly thinking again.

“But he's scheduled for an interview tomorrow,” Sam said.

“Cancel! Abort it! It's a waste of time interviewing him!” grouch Sean.

“Yesterday you said you wanted to know the interview, you asked me about the schedule, why did it turn out this way?” grouch Sam.

Sean sat in his chair with a sour face. Sam walked closer.

“Ya is like this. We see the interview tomorrow, then the decision will not pass. If it's suddenly canceled before the interview, it's weird. What if he protests and is heard by other participants, later people think we are not professional,” said Sam.

Sean seemed to digest Sam's words, he finally nodded. He also wanted to know what the interview was like tomorrow.

Sam doesn't talk anymore, day by day his head gets dizzy with the uncooperative Sean. He also did not want until the results of this contest were disappointing.

　

　

　

　

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