FOR MONEY
PLEADED
Was I wrong to ever be your paid girlfriend back then?
We never fucked each other. There is no tolerance for me.
Let me work here like a typical employee. My existence doesn't bother you at all, does it?
“Decan President..”.
“Secretary Clarisa.. What's your purpose here?”
I wasn't done talking, he cut me off and asked what Secretary Clarisa was going to do to her room.
“This is a meeting call from the city of F. They want to show a new product sample for their project this year”
“Good.. You just put it there!” He pointed to his workbench “You can go out now” Continue the command.
Turns out she wanted Secretary Clarisa out of her room. He must have wanted to kiss me again.
But why not go straight in front of Secretary Clarisa?
Doesn't he want Secretary Clarisa to know that he once made me his girlfriend?
Is she embarrassed?
If it is, thank God.. Means I'm not the only one who avoids being known by others.
After Secretary Clarisa came out and closed the door again, this old man walked back to his luxurious seat and sat down with his wife.
“What ways have you used to be accepted to work here? His voice and face were cold again. “What women like you have no shame?” Further asked.
No, if I answer, he'll get angry. Anyway I have to answer what. Doesn't he also know, as tight as the selection of work in his company.
I just shriveled where I stood. Dare not move one bit. I even took a slow breath without making a sound.
“Soon provide that resignation letter!” Sneaky.
“Dir Ducan.. I still want to work here. Please do not force me to resign. Because I really need this job” I said again pleading.
“Realize your guts are big too huh!”
What else can I do other than plead with you, I just want to keep my position.
“You rest easy, I will still pay all your salary according to the contract you have signed, you just do not need to work anymore”
“Please don't be like that President. I don't want to receive a blind salary. Let me continue to work here under contract. I will leave if my contract is completed. I promise I won't make any trouble and will work hard. I beg you not to drive me”
I was constantly begging for mercy from him. I hope he doesn't kick me out so soon before my contract is over.
Blind pay is just my excuse. All I need is not just a salary, but also work experience.
I've only been working here for a week. Not much experience I have had. If I go out now I don't have enough capital to find a new job out there. I need work experience, making it easier for me to find a new job.
I don't want to stay home again like a fool. It'll make me more stressed. No income at all.
But will there be someone like President Ducan later. Pay but not touch.
“OK alright. You let me keep working here for the duration of the contract.”
Whoa... Seriously he accepted my request, and allowed me to keep working here. I didn't listen wrong?
“Thanks President Ducan. Thanks.” I bowed half my body.
“But there is one extra task for you!”
“Iya?”
“From now on your job is not only accepting assignments from Secretary Clarisa. You also have to do what I tell you. Whatever it is!”
It's not a problem. Isn't the job of Secretary Clarisa also the job of you. I can still work here.
“Good. I will do whatever the Ducan President ordered.” Answer excited. “Again thanks so much for giving me the chance. I will always be excited at work. I will not disappoint you” My Promise
“We'll see.. Until when can you survive with this job.”
Turns out he still wants me to get out of this company.
“If you can't stand it, hand over the resignation letter immediately!”
Alright. I will work hard, I will show my good performance. I will never submit that resignation letter. I'll only be out if my contract is done.
“Please get out of this room! before I change my mind”
“Good.. I'm sorry” I bent my body again.
“Wait!” His orders again in a high tone. It made me step up and straight up my steps.
“This take your money! I don't want to have debt with a guy like you”
He threw an envelope so hard on his desk that he fell into the corner of the table and almost fell down. The envelope he just took from his desk drawer.
What debts? When does President Ducan owe me. I haven't even worked here in a month. What money is this?
“Quick grab and go from here!”
His voice filled the room.
“I-Yes well.”
I'll take it first, I'll think about what money is this?
SERIATE...
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