The Obsession of the Enthusiast

First Job

Tips on becoming a trillionaire boyfriend :

Keep it simple, for everyone will be your haters. They just pretended to be good while being envious half died behind. And don't be surprised to find your girlfriend involved in a case related to someone's life and death, and you're indirectly involved.

Because, wealth is not obtained instantly. The instant is definitely a fraud.

Trick :

DO NOT (it's capslock nih letters, so ‘Bidden Keras’, soft-soft aja), DO NOT POST WEALTH IN MEDSOS. Or the Tax Officer will call you, when everything belongs to your girlfriend. Also suddenly you will have many brothers, with the aim of borrowing money, of course.

Try not to be arrogant about your girlfriend's activities. Unless you're his wife. You're a new boyfriend, if suddenly he gets dragged into a mafia case, you want to get involved? City loss Cuy. Better not to know, so when interrogated ya really do not know.

Don't jealousy. Surely his girlfriend is a lot besides you. Maybe you are the main one for him. But under the parent company there will usually be subsidiaries (hm!).

Not all trillionaires have many girlfriends, but seduced women are certain. Who is a Shaman Partner who makes a lot of back tackles.

If given goods, use a contract of sale (like a recent case) so Bareskim can not be confiscated if there is a case. Example: buy branded bags. You make cakes continue to sell to him, use receipts if the price of the cake is 50 million. (Cake what’an 50 million?!) keep buying the bags. Or ask the lawyer to make a certificate that the home purchase funds for you are not from corruption funds and are grants. Or if you are talented at writing, you just sell the movie screenplay. Appreciate that 2 billion.

This is just an example, loh.. eg... do not seriously ah! The comedy genre.

Still look beautiful, of course. Not most make up. Beautiful here, that is, your behavior should be graceful and elegant. If insulted by people, do not insult back. Respond with kalem.

Example of a general question :

can you be a conglomerate? Pake susuk from shaman where is Jeng?

Answer :

oh, that's the toy? It's interesting to be born here, anyway. Sorry yeah.

Another example question :

- Know where Om? Go to karaoke, right? Your service must be good.

Answer :

besides I'm not a tennis player, there's such a thing as DIVINE DESTINY. So ask Him.

Want to know another question?

- Even though it is not so beautiful, how can it be?! What do you give her?

Answer :

- Kalo so old will not be beautiful anymore, Mbak, love and devotion, surely will be back and forth again. He gave me a house certificate on my behalf, not money. So a loss if I leave.

Never mind, the author is not the conglomerate's girlfriend either. This is a novel.

Back to the story.

Finally Monday arrived. Wana went to college in the morning, then brunch, and with a sense of laziness matchless to Artha's office to submit a CV.

Wana was asked to come directly to HRD at Opal Corp. That means Artha has arranged everything.

In her heart, she complained.

If it wasn't for Sister Mala asking, I wouldn't want to be OG. Bad om anyway, yesterday said 'let me take care of you', beuh! I even got OG!

Damn beneeeer!

While treading the lobby with the style of a college boy and his favorite white eiger bag, Wana was greeted with two men whose faces were like fight stars. Big, tall, fierce and charismatic.

"Mbak Nirwana Dierja?" greet one of them.

Wana stopped her steps and moved away a little out of vigilance.

"Did? Huh yeah?" Wana replied doubtfully.

"My name is Chandra, he's Birawa. We're Mr. Arthasewu's assistants,"

"We are in charge of accompanying Mbak Nirwana to the Director of Personnel,"

Wana frowning.

The two of them directed Wana to follow him towards the office officials special elevator.

In the elevator, one of them opened the conversation.

"Sorry but due to educational constraints, Ms. Wana can only be placed in the Support Unit. In this case the position of Ma'am Wana is as Office Girl. But it is special because Ma'am Wana will be a special Office Girl room Mr. Arthasewu. That means Ma'am Wana has to be sworn in,"

"Soved how?!" How is it like in court?

"It is sworn not to spread information about anything in the room Mr. Artha sewu,"

"Huh? Indeed there are stored mountains of gold diamonds or collections of strip-tis dancers on display, so?!"

Chandra and Birawa smiled meaningfully, but did not reply.

Making the wana more insecure and suspicious.

"Gue actually entered the lion's den. Look out if Om Artha asks for another kiss, I throw a sandal!" Murmured wana full of revenge.

Unfortunately the murmur was heard by the two assistants. One of them even chuckled softly.

"We were astonished, let alone the Mama," heed Birawa. "Where anyone would want his girlfriend to be made OG. Yes but other than us, no one knows the true status of Ms. Wana in this office, we were asked to keep it a secret. We hope Madam Wana also don't say anything,"

Chandra chimed in, "At least we are silent until the installment of Mbak Wana paid off. We actually have asked you what you mean, but he said to be the future wife of a conglomerate, Ma'am Wana must feel the struggle from below to learn to be successful,"

"Who asked me to be his girlfriend was he himself, uh, he himself who gave me the rules! Did I break up?!"

Chandra and Birawa stared at each other tensely, "Yes that's not it either Ma'am, seems like good father's intentions,"

"okay? STINGY yes! Time knows his girlfriend has a debt of 50 million he just I nyicil?! That kind of money is just a coin for dy, not a dime anymore, already like a million in the same 1 silver coin of the past!!" Wana emotions.

Chandra cleared his throat trying to hold back the laughter. "So please discuss it privately with your father. In my opinion, what can be done now is to look at everything with a positive and open mind,"

"According to the two of you, where is the positive?!"

"Nothing," said the two assistants together with a grin.

"Gee!" Wana sneers.

*

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"God!" Exclaimed the Director of Personnel, Ms. Viola when she saw the figure of Wana.

"A time of style like this would be OG?! Chandra Birawa are you serious?!" the pretty woman's eyes grew full of astonishment.

"He only had a High School massage, Mom," Chandra said.

"Yes but if there is a recommendation of Mr. Artha can I make an intern! Or just my secretary, I'm also less person," Viola's mom read Wana's biodata. "And he's Financial Asdos! This is already a fall expert!"

"Sir Artha does not want him to be under the leadership of others, while the position under the Father is full" said Chandra again.

"And Office Girl's room is the only vacancy" continued Birawa.

"Mom's time to squirm the father of his own room?" Chandra.

"It would be his own fault if the room is a lot of 'heirloom objects' that no one else should see," muttered Bu Viola.

"Not an heirloom thing, ma'am. A lot of very secret documents that just like to be scattered actually," Chandra errata.

"I can't believe you're specially trained for diplomacy" Viola said.

Wana took a breath, then exhaled with regret.

Sorry to have met Artha.

But because, again, this was Nirmala's request to be upset with him. And again, Wana feels guilty for lying to Nirmala, if this can make her brother forgive her, she must live.

Besides, what the hell is he going to face? It's just cleaning the Big Boss' room, right?!

"Sorry Miss Viola," said Wana, "I will do my job with all my heart, because I am still in college, I also will not be able to work fulltime. I think the OG position would be more appropriate,"

"Well," Miss Viola nodded in salute. "All right then. Yes you are right because the position of the employee must be full time, even if the lecture must be after work hours, and we are used to going home overtime. If OG can indeed work shifts. Moreover, your responsibility is only the father's room," Ms. Viola seemed to read the map she held that contained the Decree from the Big Boss.

"Then, welcome to Nirwana. I wish the best of you, "Mum Viola shook Wana's hand.