Overbearing CEO: Petting Cute Wife

Chapter 15 Lost To Return

Chapter 15 Lost To Return

The car stopped at the gate of an old Sanjaya Group house, the river shining under the bright light of the moon.

PUjang Arifa with her cold face opened the car door, walked towards the back seat to pick up her bags, a word was broken, not even her spirit was there, then he stepped wide walking into the old house.

Rio saputrayang was in the car still sitting pensively, taking a deep breath. Waiting until the shadow of PUjang Arifa in front of his eyes had disappeared, he only dared to set foot out to leave.

The night is getting late, people who are busy sehZakiahn have also entered into dreamland. But in front of the gate door Hetol Bintang, still plastered a black sports car that still did not go too.

Both eyes of Nicholas, staring intently at the front gate of the hotel door, a man was seen clenching his hands, then occasionally lowering them.

It's like seeing a ghost! Obviously he saw it coming in, but did it really take a long time just to go eat?

That day Abdul Qodir felt half-hearted and also felt that he might be frustrated, how he could arrive like that who was willing to wait for people he did not know, even the name of the woman was also he did not know.

Passing through the encounter just now, he vaguely sensed, the charm of the woman seemed to be the woman who had given him unlimited passion five years ago. Even though the next day he was gone, and because he had been staying up all night, his daughter was still asleep, and she realized that she was attentively and carefully looking at her daughter's face.

After a long time, but the shadow of the strange creature has taken root so deeply in his memory that it does not go away as well. The lost feeling that returned had not fully recovered, and now even the strange creature had unexpectedly disappeared from his world as well.

Just die!

Was the woman born only to torture him?

Abdul Qodir felt his pride was so crushed, then watched carefully until the hotel closed, then he stepped on the gas pedal, leaving the parking lot of Hetol Bintang … ….

The next day, Sanjaya Group.

The elevator door for President at Sanjaya Group Building has just opened, a group of people from Sanjaya Group have been waiting for a long time. Not so long ago appeared a man in a suit with a nod of his head to greet respectfully.

Abdul Qodir's suit was an Italian-made design, and he appeared with his tenderness, nodding at all subordinates and walking out of the elevator with steady steps.

The man walked out of the elevator and stepped quietly. The team behind immediately followed in his footsteps, and started reporting on his work today.

The first to step out was Damiri, the chief secretary of Nicholas. Seen him walking side by side with Nicholas, holding a document in his hand, saying, "President, your trip today is as follows… …"

After the report was over, he raised his eyebrows slightly, looking at the good looks of his superior face which was also of high stature, then waited for the following orders of his superior.

Until Abdul Qodirman nodded his head, he stepped back to leave.

Abdul Qod put one hand in his pants pocket, one hand back, then flicked his finger to sound. It seemed that the world really looked at the face, as long as it looked good, occasionally not showing any profanity and seriousness, it was also charming and sexy.

The Planning Director stepped forward and said, "President, last month our advertising company lost the contract, and once you find out about the model change, you immediately cancel the contract. Today the model came to the company and she said she wants to meet with you in person, also want to ask Sanjaya Group to compensate for her labor cost loss."

Abdul Qodir's eyebrows slightly hardened, showing a hint of displeasure.

Actually, it's just a trivial matter. Abdul Qodir is not a stingy man who keeps his wealth. As long as the person submits to the person in the financial department, then the amount that will be given to him will not be lacking in the least. But he came to the company to make a fuss, so it was clearly not too seen in the eyes of Sanjaya Group, let alone taken seriously by Nicholas.

"If the woman comes again, you tell her what I have said and ask her if she does not want to stay on this path."

"Yes." replied the Planning Director understood him and nodded.

At that time, Abdul Qodir's rapid footsteps were almost near the door of the President's office. In addition, an employee took a step forward and while holding some documents in his hands, the documents desperately needed the signature of the Chief Executive of Sanjaya Group.

"President, this is a cooperation contract regarding the discussion of the Pulau tidung Project . You need to see it and sign it."

His employees began to spread some of the material, Abdul Qodirs while waiting casually, with large hands flipping through other materials, just a matter of seconds, with a large hand, with eyes as sharp as an eagle he had understood the approximations of these materials. Then he took the gold pen from the upper pocket of his suit, and signed his name on the documents.

Footsteps came toward the President's office door, and the man stood outside, but did not rush to open the door.

His special assistant named Pak Hadi stepped forward and opened the door.

Abdul Qodir showed an expression of satisfaction and said, "If there is nothing else, I want to calm myself down."

His employees listened to his words, nodded and retreated.

Abdul Qodirke then stepped on his long legs and walked into the office.

Although the man was the same as usual, but only his special assistant Mr. Hadi could feel that the President's mental condition that day was not good, as if last night he still had not enough sleep.

He followed Abdul Qodirfrom the back into the office and locked the door.

When Abdul Qodirm entered the door, he dropped his suit quickly, then Mr. Hadi took it without saying a word, then hung it with a good quality hanger, and placed it in the closet.

Abdul Qodirm loosened his tie, Mr. Hadi took a step forward and handed him a stack of documents in his hand, then said, "This is a list of applicants submitted by HR who will apply for a position as a translator. Please look."

The man's eyebrows were slightly raised, then he pulled over in the executive chair, saying "Little things like this you should be able to handle yourself. You don't need to report everything to me."

In his words, there seemed to be a hint of annoyance.

"Yes." Yeah." Mr. Hadi nodded.

Abdul Qodir had been sitting in the executive chair, and had begun to prepare himself for work on his first day. Then he thought back and said, "Forget it, I'll check it out."

He hopes that the employees recruited by the company they all have good qualifications in the implementation of their work. There are some things, Abdul Qodirmemang need not question much. But in the process of recruiting Sanjaya Group it is better that he also participated in doing it himself in the screening.

Abdul Qodirm took the documents from Mr. Hadi's hands and threw them at the wooden table.

As usual, Mr. Hadi left the office after brewing a cup of coffee for the President.

Abdul Qodirmen scooped up the scented cup of coffee, with the man's pitch-black eyes glancing casually at the applicant's historical documents he had previously thrown, one of which showed displays of photographs of the applicants.

In the photo, at first glance there is a photo of a gentle woman with a beautiful little face that becomes his attention.