The Prince of Dreams Poor Girl

Episode 106 Bad officer

Leon welcomes Rania in front of the elevator, the man has been waiting for Rania to come since a while ago.

Leon bowed respectfully and Rania only replied to him with a faint smile.

"Let me take the lady to the lady's room" said Leon, his hand pointing towards a room not far from the elevator.

Rania nodded then followed where the foot of the man in the black suit was stepping.

"This is the lady's room," Leon opened the door to a room that would be used as Rania's office space as Rangga's personal secretary.

Rania walked into a room that was quite spacious, everything there was neatly arranged and structured.

Leon gives the job desk to Rania from the work desk that will be occupied by Rania.

"Miss please learn first job desknya," Leon handed me some sheets of paper that contains about any duties and responsibilities for Rania as Rangga's personal secretary.

"Thank you Leon," Rania smiled faintly.

"Then excuse me, lady, if you need anything, I'm in my room in front of you," he said before passing away leaving Rania who was sitting at her desk while studying her job desk.

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Nabila was on the way to the office, today she was deliberately not directly home to somehow arrive suddenly she felt very missed her husband.

For this reason, he asked the office driver who picked him up from campus to take him to Rangga's office.

Though only a few hours he separated with Rangga but the longing arrived suddenly erupted in him, I don't know usually Nabila is not like this.

"It's over, miss," said the driver as he opened the car door for Nabila.

Nabila aghast, ah seemed to have daydreamed until he did not realize if they had arrived.

"Thank you sir" said Nabila smiling as he got out of the car.

"Miss, will I take you to the young master's room?" Kasim sir offered.

"No need sir, let me be alone. You just rest first, "said Nabila.

"Alright lady," nodded his head politely.

"Then I, enter first sir," said Nabila before he left the driver.

Nabila was flabbergasted to see a magnificent high-rise building almost clawing at the sky of the capital city, a very large office he had seen.

When walking to the loby, her beautiful eyes are greeted with a loby interior design that is so slick, comfortable and welcoming is also representative so as to make the company's image more convincing and reliable.

"Excuse me miss, I'm going to Mr. Rangga's room. The room is on what floor yes," asked Nabila politely to one of the office receptionists.

"Have you made any promises before?" ask the female officer.

"Not yet" replied Nabila briefly.

"Sorry, you can't meet the young master. Have to make an appointment first," he replied a little sniffly.

Nabila frowned, what is this drag if you want to meet with important people in this office, he thought.

"Yes, then I just wait there" said Nabila while pointing at the sofa that was not far from the receptionist table.

"As far as you are, miss," he said impolitely. Highlight his eyes examine the appearance of Nabila from head to toe.

"Cihh, she must be a cheap woman who wants to sell her body and go after the young master's money," muttered the female employee in her heart when she saw all the items attached to the body Nabila all branded goods expensive.

"The stuff he was wearing must be the result of selling his body, m*" he muttered again.

"Why are you watching me like that, miss?! Is there something wrong with my appearance?!" exclamation Nabila.

"Why are you so rude to talk to me, you little lady m*rahan!" he cried while glaring at his eyes and tracing his waist to look at Nabila.

One of the other receptionist employees who had just come gasped to see his friend was fighting with the wife of the young master of the Pramudita family, the owner of the company where they worked.

Yes the female employee remembers very well with the beautiful face of Rangga's wife, when news of Rangga's wedding filled the television screen at her home made her very familiar with Nabila's face even though she had first met.

"I'm sorry, miss, are you Miss Nabila?" ask the other female employee after bowing respectfully.

While the female employee still looks confused by the attitude of her friend who arrived to apologize.

"Is there anything I can do for you, miss?" tanyanya politely.

"I want to meet my husband, can tell me where the room is," Nabila said kindly to the woman with a fluffy smile.

"Young master Rangga's room is on the 15th floor, miss, let me drop by," he bargained.

"Ah don't need miss, thank you let me alone. Please lady resume her work," Nabila smiled kindly.

The female employee who had argued with Nabila was flabbergasted when she found out that Nabila was the wife of Rangga, her face paled and her body trembled, she felt both her own hands while looking down.

"And for you miss, I will ask my husband to move you in another section because I think you do not fit in this section, because your ethics and attitude are very bad when welcoming people who come here," Nabila looked at the woman who had argued with him who was now looking down with embarrassment.

"Pardon me miss, sa. I do not know that the lady is the wife of young master Rangga," she stammered not daring to lift her face.

"Regardless I am Rangga's wife or not you should never treat others like that, never judge a person by his appearance alone."

"You have a lot to learn how to respect and appreciate your opponents, for that I will ask my husband to change your position with a person who has more ethics and good personality, for that, not so Miss Amelia," said Nabila, glancing at the name tag neatly embedded in the black balzer she wore.

"No.na, no. na I beg you not to fire me" he said stammered with a pleading face.

"Who's gonna fire you Miss Amelia? I only ask your boss to change your position because I think the company image will be very bad if the way people welcome people who come here like you do," said Nabila with a smile, then waltz away from the receptionist table.

The female employee was sitting limp, she condemned her stupidity because it had been disrespectful to the wife of the son of the owner of the company where she worked, she almost lost her job.

Nabila himself did not think that such a large company had a bad receptionist employee, which might have a fatal impact on the company's image, which could have a fatal impact on the company's image, is not something that will be priceless good or bad one of them is seen from the first impression first.

Actually, Nabila did not want to interfere with the company's problems, because honestly he did not understand a bit about it, because he did not understand a bit about it, but she also did not want the company owned by her husband's family to be destroyed because it had hired the wrong person.

What if she is not the wife of Rangga but an important client who will cooperate with this company, it is not impossible that he will cancel his cooperation plan because of the bad impression given by the receptionist employee earlier.

Nabila had reached the floor where Rangga's room was, all the way down the corridor and cubicles of office staff he never stopped returning the smile of every employee who greeted him politely, bowing respectfully.

Honestly, Nabila does not like to be treated like a big boss like that but he is happy because it means all staff and other employees have good ethics and attitude unlike the receptionist employees he met at the front office a few days ago.

"Sister-in-law?" Rania who just came out of the room Rangga ran over hugging Nabila.

"What's your brother-in-law doing here?" Rania asked after taking off her embrace.

"Would you meet Rangga's deck, uh how's the first day of work?" Tanya Nabila to Rania.