Single Heir Girl

Single Heir Girl
chapter 9



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"what is it gonna take? " ask Jira who is still busy with her documents


" just come along first" asked Tristan.


"bentar" pinta Jira. "dik his documents I've learned already fix everything.continue to ask the same centil of his design yes. I want to go to the lion cage first" obviously Jira left her co-workers who were busy with their respective duties.


Jira and Tristan step together towards the elevator to Zafa's room.In the elevator Tristan remembered Jira's words earlier.


"ra, that's the lion's den you said it meant Zafa's room? " ask Tristan kepo


Jira nodded casually


Tristan mangut-mangut "kok can Zafa be called a lion? " ask Tristan again curious


Jira shrugged his shoulders "don't know the children told Zafa if angry like a lion.I just follow along" explained Jira


ting.


Tristan walked first and followed Jira behind him. Tristan went straight into Zafa's room because he knew his boss must be waiting.


"boss" said Tristan "this is the guy" explained Tristan pointed to Jira, then Tristan chose to sit on the sofa.


"please sit down" Zafa asked jira


now the three of them sat on the sofa opposite each other. Zafa gives Jira a document and some sketches of the design


"so I went to see a client and he rejected my design" Zafa pointed to the paper on the table.


Jira picked up some papers and then skimmed through the documents Zafa had given her.


"then? "


"i want you to help me change some of those designs and it's only 2 days" Zafa explained flatly.


"sorry sir, I think we have to make a new concept and this design absolutely can not we bring a presentation or we re-revisioned because it is not in accordance with the request of the client" explained Jira sure


"what" cried Zafa


Tristan was also chuckling amusedly.


"do you know whose design it is? " ask Zafa began to get annoyed


"no! "


"hhhaaaahh.... " Zafa breathed a rough breath. "so you want to help me or can just insult my design? " ask zafa annoyed


"meaning father? " ask Jira bangtung. This is the design of the father? "


"the cih" snorted Zafa


" hahahaha. he" replied Tristan "you know Zafa bela-belain own design for this one client.he is very sure that the design will be immediately accepted... rejected outright" explained Tristan mocked Zafa. he and Jira laughed together


"fuck it" threatened Zafa with his cold face. "again you laugh I throw from this building"


Jira and Tristan are back in serious fashion.


"hem, hem... Jira cleared her throat to fix the atmosphere.


" i will help you, but not now, because my work is also a lot" explained Jira


"you forgot or didn't hear me say, I told you it was only 2 days" Zafa said angrily


"huh... no patience, angry mulu. pantasan spelled out a lion" Jira grumbled with a small voice but can be heard by Tristan who sat down next to him. but not with Zafa who was emotional.


"heard first the boss explanation" between Tristan petrified Jira to calm the CEO who was in a fog


" later out of work hours, you can leave my room, we can work there with my team. because in ordinary working hours I and my colleagues will do our work first" Jira explained to provide solutions


"why should I leave your room? why don't you work here? " question Zafa was upset that he had to go downstairs to meet other employees


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