Extraordinary Husband (The Awesome Husband)

Partner Bed

A secretary began to open strands after strands of paper, which contained 'Not Replaced' and 'Replace' A folly indeed when Frea voted.

The woman only needs to sit, representing Tomy, the commissary change can be done if according to the percentage of shareholders want it, in the true sense Tomy as the holder of 60%, does not need to vote. Simply say as a 60% share winner he does not want to be replaced, then the meeting will end.

Yet voting? A great opportunity for Frans and Roberto. To remove the new chief commissioner.

'Replace' the anonymous paper that a beautiful secretary showed. Then give his first count.

'Replace' back that damn paper makes Frea even paler, "I'll be divorced.." he murmured.

'Replace' the damn paper again shown by the beautiful secretary.

Leon closed his eyes, leaning his body on the chair he was sitting on. With a loose tie.

'Not Replace' words on next anonymous paper.

"There were at least four voices, not embarrassing.' he muttered, sighing harshly about the unlucky day he had to endure.

'No Replace'

'No Replace'

'No Replace'

'No Replace'

The instant Leon opened his eyes, there should have been four voices, yet this was already the fifth voice. A miracle happened, but with just five votes, it was not enough to appease the vote.

'Replace'

'No Replace'

'No Replace'

Already the seventh voice, Leon's face seemed silent not to understand. What's in the brains of shareholders.

Moderately, Frans began to fall silent with a pale face, glancing at the similarly shocked Roberto.

Until the final vote is counted, it is finally accumulated. 11 People wanted the commissioner replaced, while 19 did not.

Some shareholders who are foreign nationals, a little glance at the person who fell asleep in the back corner of the chair.

The new commissioner is named Tomy. But who would have thought he was Tomy the right-hand man of JH Corporation. His expertise and credibility are undoubtedly, some of the big companies abroad once wanted to recruit him as CEO, to expand their company wings.

However, the young man seemed to be more happy to be attached to Farel the person who recruited him from the beginning. Two young men who complement each other, set up a large company with only a small capital.

And now suddenly become the commissioner of the Bold Company? Shareholders who race only want profits, will certainly prefer young people who just fall asleep quietly without talking or defending it.

Its merciless nature, moving quietly is often heard among business people of other countries. Even though Tomy pretends to be drunk, observant foreigners who often invest in various countries will still choose him.

"What's going on?" muttered Leon did not understand, sighing harshly.

"Sorry, is this your plan? I mean, is this uncle's plan?" ask Leon Frea. Leon shook his head in silence.

Frans closed his eyes for a moment to miss one more chance. Sighing rough, reaching for the microphone in front of him, trying to smile, "I've promised to be neutral. So the shareholders meeting this time, it's been decided the commissioner won't be replaced..."

The young man stared intently at Roberto, while closing the meeting, with the latter presenting several projects that the Bold Company will take this year.

***

An hour later the meeting ended. Several foreign shareholders released their interpreter tools, stepped out of the room. Meanwhile, Roberto looks to chase them like asking for an explanation.

Her steps followed Frans, trying to be more patient again. Until Frans steps to a standstill, his eyes look down, observing Frea, a woman who looks shaky stuffed her coins in a vending machine.

"Thank God it's over" he said with a limp knee, terrified.

Suddenly the voice he hated sounded, "So this isn't your plan?" Frans knitted his forehead.

Frea's face was deathly pale, clenching her arms emboldened her, "This is my plan.." he lied.

Frea did not look surprised, maybe more precisely did not really understand the words quickly, without using the Asian dialect in general. "Can be repeated..."

Frans sighed harshly, how can someone who is not used to talking to foreigners, influence shareholders from other countries.

"What's your job?" tanyanya, staring.

"Housewife," answered Frea proudly, perhaps showing off her status as a mother.

"Your husband is the new commissioner, right? Where's she?" Frans asked back.

"He was still sleeping in the meeting room." answered, Frea honestly, walking with two cans of soda, went back into the meeting room.

Frans again sighed violently trying to remember, the person who came along with Frea. The young man he suspected, as the driver, sister or assistant of the woman.

People sit at the corner while asleep. A sleeping innocent face, plain looking without burden,"His husband is really a lazy brat? Roberto defeated someone who slept soundly in the boardroom?" his murmur did not understand.

***

Meanwhile Tomy opened his eyes, observing the already deserted surrounding area. Staring at Leon who was suddenly sitting next to him.

"This is what you did?" tanyanya looked suspiciously.

"What-what-what-what-what-what-doing?" Tomy yawned, stretching her muscles.

"Today's meeting, you're in control of the vote, right?" Leon is getting more urgent.

Tomy shook his head,"There's a vote? Grandpa told me to attend, but because I've been playing online games all night I don't sleep at all. I begged Frea to take my place, talk,"

"Grandfather said just need to sit down, say not agree to be replaced, then everything will be fine. Why is there a vote?" ask him with a sinless face.

Leon sighed harshly, what he expected from the slacker commissioner who only played games all day. "Maybe father (Suki) is acting to protect you. Truly a grandson who took refuge under his grandfather's armpits .." his lips stared saturatedly, walking away from Tomy.

***

In the speeding car, Frea let out a rough sigh. Staring at her husband who, even on the way home, fell asleep, leaning on his shoulder. Maybe because of fatigue, some months have insomnia.

"Tomy.." said Frea.

"Emm?" he answered, still closing his eyes.

"I almost got the commissioner's position replaced..." Frea was bowed full of guilt.

"It's okay, learn from experience..." Tomy opened her eyes, then smiled. Take an ATM card out of his sweater pocket.

"Spend the contents within a week, use them wisely." he continued.

"Magsud?" Frea doesn't understand.

"The money in it is enough to buy a house with a large yard. What would you do if you had that amount of money every week?" tomy asked, waiting for a patient answer.

"Investment? Buying land, or building a boarding house," answers that come out of his mouth, considering Tomy has met the needs of his and his son.

"Smart, look for investments with not so big profits, but not have the possibility of loss," he said smiling, back to sleep hugging his wife.

The top is not as simple as in people's thinking. Where when marrying upper-class men can immediately lift their degrees. It's like Cinderella being a princess in one night. Not so.

Entering different social strata, should be done slowly. Arogan when having something for his own income, that's what he wants to be a figure of Frea later. Not wanting his wife to bow down, in the presence of others inferior to him.

The woman fell silent for a moment, hesitantly asking. "Tomy, was the guy named Frans asking something using English, if not wrong 'Will you to be my bed partner? (Will you be my bedmate)' You know what that means?" tanyanya.

Tomy immediately opened his eyes, holding back his frustration "That means he will soon die..."

Frea innocently asked again, "So she's seriously ill?"

Seriate