
As the saying goes, as smart as a jumping squirrel will surely fall too. Moreover, intelligence is used for things that are not good.
Today the leaders had a meeting led by Mr. Chris. Maybe more like a trial, because I saw Mr. Hans come into the room with a pale face.
“Sall, what's the matter early in the morning already this tight office atmosphere? Does it have anything to do with yesterday afternoon you were called to Mr Greg's room?” mira asked while patting my shoulder from behind.
“I do not know for sure Mir, we just wait for the results.” I replied while busy myself so as not to be asked further.
After an hour, Mr. Hans came out of the room and packed his things and left the office. At first glance he looked at me with a cynical look. What the hell happened to him? mind guessing.
***
A month has passed since Mr. Hans' case. Our office is as normal as ever. There's Mr. Steph replacing Mr. Hans.
Mr. Steph is friendly and willing to hang out with all the parts. He also did not hesitate to help other parts that needed help, as long as he had time and could help.
Suddenly Beno entered the room in a hurry.
“You are all getting ready with your respective work, Mr. Chris will be here soon!” beno said as he headed to his desk.
I don't know why every time Mr. Chris comes everyone gets so scared. Though I think Mr. Chris is not as scary as he was told.
Chris Jo is a 35 year old man. He currently serves as a Managing Director at Grande Corp. A firm and meticulous leader gets to the details. Quite handsome and fashionable, so not a few girls are looking for his attention.
Just like the previous time, when the work was done Mr. Chris returned to the city of Hope. At least about a week or two each time you visit this office.
Tonight after work Mr. Chris invited us all to dinner together. He said it was an appreciation for all of our work.
The women were already busy putting on makeup before heading to the Eating House. It's funny to see them, why dress up so. After all, dinner's only an hour two hours at most.
In the toilet dressing they talked about Mr. Chris' good looks. They try to look as beautiful as possible to get the attention of Mr. Chris. There are-there are those. After all, we who are far below long for the moon far above.
"Sally, my blush ga thickness? or even less?" ask Brother Dea to me.
"Hmm.. I think a bit of reddish feet, maybe it can be removed a little?" I said after seeing Dea's makeup.
If not for wanting to ride in Kak Dea's car, I'm lazy to be in this toilet full of women scrambling mirrors from earlier.
"Sir Dea, I'm waiting in the front lobby so as not to be too full in this room" I said.
"Oh yes." said Kak Dea.
Just now I was sitting on the couch in the lobby, Mr. Chris came out of his room into the lobby.
"Thank you sir, I'm waiting for Brother Dea, I'll go with him. Brother Dea's still in the toilet probably soon done." I replied.
"Ok" he said as he passed.
Obviously the office room is quiet, the men have gone first to the Dining House. Remaining women who are still busy daubing themselves with makeup and fragrances that eventually mix in the toilet.
***
Finally we arrived at the All Sedap Restaurant. Food that looks expensive and delicious there.
The women are once again competing for the ability to sing to get the attention of Mr. Chris. Because they feel bored from now on, they do not finish singing alternately. I walked to the park for some fresh air.
There was a fountain with a statue of a fairy in the middle. I sat on one of the chairs surrounding the fountain. The dim lights add to this beautiful garden.
"Aah, I can finally calm down too" I said slowly.
30 Minutes passed by the sound of the shrillness of the women my coworkers were no longer there, it seemed like the event was over. I also went from the park chair to the room where the event was held.
Because it was dark and in a hurry I accidentally bumped into someone.
"Sorry!" I said.
"You're still careless, if you're careful! You've hit me twice" said the man I hit.
I raise my head to the origin of the voice. It turns out that the voice came from Mr. Chris.
Did he say he hit twice? huwaaa.so he's the dashing guy I hit at Grande Corp headquarters. Is it Mr Chris? It turns out he still remembers the incident. I didn't see the face of the man I hit at the time.
Seeing me stupefied while closing his mouth he patted me on the shoulder.
"Loh even bengong, the others have gone home. Do you want to come with me or have you promised to follow your friend back to Mess?" mengarakanku.
"I'm with my friend sir, if you'll excuse me. Thank you for the offer." I replied as it passed.
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Thanks to those who are still willing to read my writing
salutations
vattis