One Night With CEO Arogan

The Fate of the Poor

Karl's eyebrows shot up as soon as he saw Andreas enter the room. His position was now sitting beside the window, seeking tranquility for his troubled heart.

"Have you finished pampering your girlfriend?" satirize Karl with a very low tone of voice. Wanted to be angry, but the anxiety held him back.

"Hmmm, don't tell me you're jealous of that girl, Karl," Andreas replied casually. He walked over to his cousin who was pouting. "There's something else now. You're so sensitive today. Is the moon coming?"

"Don't talk nonsense. Where's the file I want?"

"It's on my desk."

"Then what are you waiting for? Bring it here!"

"You sure you can work in such a bad mood?"

"meaning?"

Andreas rubs his chin. He watched closely the concussion that was clearly imprinted on his cousin's face. Did he just meet this monster with Ilona. Who knows if his guess is right. Funny fellow victims of stimulant drugs greet each other and ask the news.

An annoyance struck Karl when he did not hear anything from Andreas' mind. He was sure that this man was thinking about something. Bored, Karl decided to open the window wide and let the wind sweep his disheveled face.

"I've got a janitor, Karl. Because her appearance was a little less tidy, I took her to the salon across the company. Actually I have no problem with the girl's appearance, but I have my doubts about you. So I used the office money to change his appearance to make it look a little more presentable" Andreas said, provoking Karl's curiosity by telling him about Ilona. Who knows, this guy is interested in talking about it.

"What is the message with me?"

"none. I just want to report."

"Cihhh, it doesn't matter."

"Make it not important?" Andreas w*lum smile. He stood in front of the window and played his thumb and index finger as he continued the conversation. "The girl's name is Ilona. Before applying for a job here he was a scavenger. Ilona came here with her best friend Elil. When I offered to work, Elil refused, citing fear of being made into a project collision. They're so sweet, aren't they?"

Karl's two jaws immediately tightened when he heard Andreas' words about the reason the girl named Elil refused to work at Group Ma. Project crash? Is his ear not listening wrong? Which human would dare to spread such gossip about his company? Sassy.

"And you just kept quiet when the girl doubted Group Ma's ability?" ask Karl annoyed.

"I've explained to him that our company has never done such a disgusting act" Andreas replied.

"What did the girl say?"

"At first he refused. But after being threatened, eventually Elil is willing to work."

"Diancam? You're the one threatening him?"

"No. I didn't threaten that nineteen-year-old girl whose attitude was still so innocent and pure. Ilona did it!"

Karl looked. Ilona? This name is like the name of his late grandmother, Liona.

(Ah, just a coincidence. Ilona and Liona, that's just a name. No need to interpret it too far because other than God, nothing compares to the majesty of Grandma Liona. Yeah, there's no.)

"You know them?" ask Andreas to offer.

"You think I'm that lazy to have to waste my time meeting unimportant people?"

"Who knows if you'd be interested in having a little chat with them. Now Elil and Ilona are part of Group Ma. What's wrong with trying to build a close relationship with your own employees!"

"Hmmm, that's it then. I say yes first. Elil and Ilona must be confused below."

"Please meet them after you deliver the files I've been waiting for." Karl grunted rudely. "Make sure the two girls are working properly as well. I don't want to spend money for free. And also tomorrow the office should be clean of all the dust."

"Don't be crazy, Karl. We are short of manpower. They could faint if forced to clean the entire room!" andreas' protest reminded Karl that the office was in a shortage of workers.

"It's up to you how to set them up. I don't care!" sahut Karl indifferently.

"Haihhh, you are."

Soon Andreas walks out to his study to retrieve the file and then hands it to Karl. After that, he went downstairs to meet Elil and Ilona.

"Hey, you're why you're so fierce to my friend. Look, she's crying!" shouted Ilona while staring ferociously at a fat woman who had just scolded Elil. Just because this stupid girl accidentally hit him, the fat woman went on a rampage and cursed Elil so violently.

"You guys are yes. Not even an hour of work here, dare to look for problems with the HRD chairman. What about getting fired?" maki the HRD while shaking her waist.

"Who dare you want to fire the people I brought in with my own hands?"

Ilona and Andreas look at each other. While Elil, the girl cried as she pleased while hiding behind Ilona's back. She's terrified.

"Mr Andreas. Good day,"

"I asked who you dare to fire. What power are you in here to dare to issue such a threat to them?!" cecar Andreas out loud.

"Pardon me, sir. Me ... I ....

"Don't stutter when you talk to me. Say it out loud and look me in the eye. Understand!"

While listening to Mr. Andreas scolding the employee, Ilona tried to calm Elil down by hugging him. Heart's sore. Just because they were poor, the fat lady looked at them with one eye. Though Elil had apologized, but this woman even scolded him so harshly. It is sad to live as a poor man.

(Lord, is this as low as the fate of the poor? Why would they treat a small person like us in such a despicable way? That's nasty)

"Put this out. Anyone who works in Group Ma should never dare to take a unilateral decision. And if this happens again, then be prepared to leave here. Understood!" andreas's reprimand was undeniable.

"Understand me, Mr. Andreas."

"Back to your job now!"

"B-well, Sir. Excuse me."

After giving a reprimand, Andreas explained to Elil and Ilona that the problem was settled. He then asked the two to rest for a moment to calm down after what happened. Poor thing.

"Na, let's go home. I don't want to work here anymore. Poor people like us don't deserve to be among the bear people. We'll just be bullyan material. Let's go home" whined Elil.

"Please go home if you want to go home. But tomorrow be prepared to lose the kidney to replace all the money Mr. Andreas has spent. Wanna?"

"Hiksss, nasty," ....

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