Love Mr. Casanova

Meetings

"This is a list of London University students named Yossy, sir!" christian said he presented a map containing biodata and a photo of the student who had the name Yossy.

"Hmmm!" Devan accepted it and immediately opened the first page.

Sheet by sheet Devan reads the full names and looks closely at their photos. But none of them resembled the girl he had brought into the apartment.

"Are you sure it's just this?" devan asked Christian who was sitting in front of him.

"Surely, Master!" christian is sure.

"You check again!" devan handed the map back to Christian. "Is there anything similar to the girl you saw!" continued.

"Good, Master!"

Christian opened one by one the sheets of paper in the map in his hand.

"Nothing, Sir!" christian said after arriving at the last page. "Is Yossy just a pseudonym?"

Devan turned to Christian and looked him in the eye as if Christian had a point.

"Maybe!" answer Devan.

"Do I need to investigate further, sir?" ask Christian. "See all the photos of the student for example!"

"No need!" devan replied after thinking for a while. "You just order the same latest phone as mine! before lunch should already be in my room!"

"Good, Master!" christian replies, "is there again, sir?"

"You told Grace to buy him some clothes that were about the size of him right now!"

"Is that for Miss Yossy, sir?"

"If it wasn't for Yossy, would it have been for me?" devan asked in annoyance.

"Hehe!" christian's laughter covered his mouth with the back of his hand, unable to contain his laughter, imagining his Master wearing a woman's shirt.

"How dare you laugh at me!" devan.

"Sorry, Master!" christian said, stopping his smile.

"Hurry up and do my orders!"

"Ready, Sir! excuse me!"

Christian leaves Devan's room. And directly contact the mobile phone company that works with FG corp to send the latest output phone that is the same as the boss now.

"Grace! buy 10 or 20 body-sized clothes at a nearby boutique! and before lunch hour the clothes should already be in the master's room!"

"But I don't know Mr. Devan's taste, sir!"

"Pick the one you think is the best! and according to your body size!"

"Are you sure you're my size, sir?"

"Yes! her body is small just like you!"

"Good, Master!"

"This is a card to pay!"

"Good, Master!" said Grace received the credit card that Christian gave her and immediately left her desk outside Devan's room.

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Inside Devan's room, he was still sitting on his throne. His mind only contained the girl who was now in his apartment, who was none other than Yocelyn.

"To the extent that he intends to escape!" he muttered, "he even used a pseudonym! what is his real name!"

Devan rubbed his chin with his index finger.

"For a long time I've known for sure who you really are, miss!" mumbling again. "I'll follow the story you want!"

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At 9am, Devan came out of his study with Christian to go to the meeting room on the 27th floor.

Czech

Christian opened the meeting room door with several people sitting in chairs circling the meeting room.

"Good morning, Mr. Devan!" hello Keanu Anderson.

"Morning, Mr Keanu!" devan answered sitting in the main seat of the meeting table.

A lot of talk happened in that meeting room. Occasionally there are differences of opinion between Devan and Keanu as the leaders of their respective companies.

All right, what's important is that my company can still cooperate with this one Casanova company! It is much easier to face the President than the CEO! inner Keanu.

"How's Tian Keanu?" ask Devan.

"Deal!" keanu said sure.

"All right! please sign the file!" devan said he coded Christian.

Christian hands the file to Keanu who is signed immediately.

"Well, today's meeting is over here! You can go back to work" said Christian ended a meeting with some of Devan's core employees who took part in the meeting.

"Good, Master!" answer them simultaneously.

Devan and Christian, as well as Keanu and Marko, his personal assistants continued the casual, non-formal chat in the meeting room.

"Senior?" call Devan to Keanu.

"What Junior?" answer Keanu.

And that casual chatter continued until 30 minutes later. As the clock nears lunchtime, Keanu, with his self-awareness, resigns from Devan's boardroom, leaving Devan's towering company behind.

Devan returned to his study, after Keanu left the meeting room.

"Master?" greet Grace stood up from her seat, "the clothes you ordered I have placed on the sofa of Mr Devan's workspace" he said politely as Devan reached his front door.

"Hmmm!" devan replied nodding, and directly passed from before Grace.

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Devan opened the door to his study. And immediately approached a few paper bags on the sofa. Then look at his work desk that already has a small paper bag containing the latest mobile phone output that is the same as he uses.

"Good job, Chris!" muttered Devan lirih.

Devan took all his paper bags and took them out of his study.

"Master, let me help you get it!" said Grace took some paper bags in Devan's hands.

"OK!" devan said, handing over all the paper bags containing the clothes. He only carried a paper bag containing a cell phone.

Devan goes down the elevator with Grace behind him. Until Devan arrived at his car that was ready in front of the lobby.

Devan drove his car away from his office building after all the paper bags got into his car.

On the way Devan dialed his apartment lobby restaurant number to prepare a lunch menu for him.

Cheek up!

Devan stopped his car in his car park at exactly 12 p.m. He pulled out all the paper bags in his car. And bring him himself into the lobby. Arriving in the lobby Devan codes Waiters to follow him with a food trolley he ordered.

"Go!" devan said to Waiters, when he arrived at the door of his apartment.

"Good, Sir. Excuse me!" said Waiters.

"Yes!" devan answered briefly.

Only then did Devan push the password to his apartment.

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the door opened, and it looked like the luxury apartment was deserted. Devan put the paper bag on the living room sofa. Then pulled the food trolley, and locked the main door of his apartment.

"Where is he?" muttered Devan spread his gaze.

"Yossy?" call Devan in a relaxed tone, but there is no reply from Yossy.

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