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“Then you can learn your duties with Leni. He's my other secretary. Go,” Aidan said without turning a head, and still staring at the computer screen in front of him.
‘Cih, cocky once. He thinks I want to, he's still in this room. No sudii!’ rissa's mind was upset.
“Then, I say retreat Sir,” said Rissa got up from in front of Aidan and immediately went to where Leni was.
After Rissa's departure. Somehow Aidan looks radiant until his face reddened like a tomato, until a man entered without his knowledge, is watching the look of Aidan's face that is difficult to understand.
“Bos, are you okay?” ask Secretary Ren who was curious about the figure of a man who is usually stiff, now looks singleness smile even though only as reviewed and almost invisible.
Hearing a familiar voice for Aidan, he only snorted annoyed at his embarrassing activities.
“Ck! What's up?” asked Aidan curtly while blirting cynically at Secretary Ren.
“It looks like the boss is not feeling well. Look, your face is flushed like a tomato. Do I have to call the doctor, Boss?” ask Secretary Ren pretending not to know his Boss's way of thinking.
“Cih! Should I go back to teaching you again from the beginning, Ren?” decak Aidan who was upset because the Secretary who always understood his wishes now pretended not to understand.
“This is the Boss, I have investigated the background of Miss Rissa,” Ren said as he thrust the brown envelope that Aidan quickly reached.
Without waiting any longer, Aidan had already opened the envelope. Sometimes his face was wrinkled to the sign that something was interesting.
“What can this report be responsible for, Ren?” ask Aidan just to be sure. Although he knew that Secretary Ren would not be rash in doing any action.
“True Boss. If there is anything the Boss asks, I will find out again,” Secretary Ren replied convincingly.
“Rissa, nice and short name. Did he really just live alone in that apartment?” ask Aidan again to convince.
“True Boss,” replied Secretary Ren briefly.
“Does the woman know that the man is married?” ask the unusual Aidan to talk a lot. Moreover, it was about the new woman he met.
‘Does the Boss like Miss Rissa? If it is, I will try to help the Boss,’ Inner Secretary Ren guessed.
“Already Boss, Miss Rissa knows it,” replied Secretary Ren.
“It can be said, Miss Rissa does not mind the status,” continued Secretary Ren. Meanwhile, Aidan was only a sign of understanding. There was a sense that he could not interpret the new woman he met.
“I think she's quite an attractive woman,” said Aidan while displaying his smirk smile. Meanwhile, Secretary Ren only gawked with a speech from his young Boss.
“What Boss want to do something?” ask Secretary Ren to make sure.
“Hah, No,” elak Aidan.
“Then excuse me Boss. There is something I have to do,” Secretary Ren said as he left Aidan who is still focused on a paper containing information data belonging to Rissa.
‘I think something is wrong,’ murmured Aidan while reading the report and forgetting the work that had been piled up, because he was ignored for the sake of a self-data paper from a woman he had just met.
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Time at 12 noon. It was time for lunch, but in a room there was a woman who was still struggling with her work, unaware of the arrival of Aidan and Secretary Ren.
The employees who saw it were surprised. This is the first time that a CEO has visited an employee.
“Ehmm, are you going to keep working and forget about your lunch?” aidan asked suddenly which surprised Rissa, and made her misbehave.
“Eh, well Sir. This is just a little more,” said Rissa who resumed her work, and made Aidan very upset because he was ignored.
“I don't want to repeat my words. Let's go or you're not allowed out at all!” hearing that, Rissa immediately got up from her seat, and followed the CEO.
‘Always threaten. You should be an old virgin, no one wants to be with you, including me. Even though you are very rich and handsome, I will never want to marry you,’ grumbled Rissa inwardly for being so upset.
‘I think the Boss is a little interested in Miss Rissa,’ Inner Secretary Ren with a smile that is almost invisible to anyone.
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They arrived at a restaurant close to the office area, because Aidan never ate in the cafeteria provided for his employees. Especially if you have to mix with the employees. Not for being arrogant, but so that his employees do not feel disturbed by his presence.
“What phone want to order?” ask Secretary Ren to Rissa, because the Secretary does not need to ask the order of his Boss that he has memorized so much.
‘Jeez, am I the only one asked? Does this Secretary have a sixth sense, who knows without asking this polar bear before me. This secretary is like a psychic, Rissa's inner’ that creeps when with them.
“Nona?” Ren waved his hand in front of Rissa's face.
“Ah, Yes Sir. I ordered Nasi Goreng the same Jus,” said Rissa gasped in shock, because many daydreamed to think of the possibility that was in his mind.
“Good. Server!” call one of the waiters there, because they usually book a VIP room for Aidan's comfort, but somehow today the man is so different.
After eating, they reached their table. Not long after they finally devoured the food they had ordered. Women who usually will keep their appearance in any situation, but different from the women in front of Aidan.
Rissa ate very greedily because she was actually already feeling very hungry. Work that requires brain and accuracy does not guarantee it will be delicious, because thinking also needs energy. Without caring for the two men who were watching him.
Glekks!
The two men gulped down his rough saliva, at the sight of eating a girl without the strainer, as it was and did not care about her attitude.
‘Is he a very hungry lion. I think he is indeed someone who dares to appear as it is,’ inner Aidan who actually saw awe in the figure of the woman.
‘Gosh! Is he starving, why would the boss be interested in this bar lady. In addition to the bar bar, this woman is also very annoying, the inner’ of Secretary Ren who is compared back to the Boss.
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