The Story of Azellea

Become CEO

A week passed after the tragedy of a small accident that made Zee not go to college two days and the next two days he used to accompany Agatha and Delice a full day according to the punishment they gave because he had time pranking them at the Dark Night headquarters back then.

Two more days are for Sandra and Clara. So that can be said a week ago, Zee's life has been very sad. Starting from pranking people tipped apes, intending to stop the action of Sassya and Melissa also tipped apes,and today he also returned apes because he had to return to serving punishment from Davian for his defeat in the mango tree climbing event a week ago.

And this is where Zee stands now, in front of a towering corporate building before him. Already many times he sighed expelling his nervousness when he saw people in neat clothes passing by around the office.

The clock was still showing at seven minutes or less and Zee was already in front of the office because Davian asked him to leave early so as not to get stuck in traffic and ended up late to the office.

Instead he returned not to go to college anymore, not to enter completely anyway. But more precisely all the lecture material will be sent directly to Zee and he will work at home. For matters of collection, he can immediately take to campus when he has free time or collected by email. It's pretty easy to remember that's also the campus of his papa.

And after convincing himself to get into the office building, Zee also took off the coiled safebelt on his chest as he moved out of the car.

With a firm step as usual Zee walked past the saptam guarding the door and walked towards the reception desk. Zee was silent for a while, bingung wanted to say hello how, all his years as a leader, most only the group leader used to fit still in school, besides that in cafes and workshops but it was not exciting office. If he became a brawling leader maybe he could, but now he became the leader of a company that incidentally foreign to him.

"Why can I help you?" Asked the receptionist in front of him in a confused tone because Zee was in front of him but just stood still saying nothing.

Zee rubs softly from behind his glasses. "Lo call me deck?" Zee asked cynically, not accepting that he was called the deck. She was already twenty years old but felt like a child in front of this person.

"Sorry mom, if that's why I call you papa?" Asked the receptionist still in a friendly tone.

Zee shrugged indifferently, "Gue is going to bang Vian's room, where's the room?"

Zee's question made the receptionist in front of him stare confusedly. "To my knowledge in this office there is no such thing as bang Vian mbak. Maybe it's the wrong address or maybe it's the wrong person."

Zee cursed his stupidity, "Kok bang Vian anyway, he might know. Yes, when they saw him brother in the office, he sold siomay times ah." Rutuk Zee in heart.

"Emm, I mean your leadership room. I have business there today." Said Zee who now changes the language to be more formal, realizing the person in his presence is not his friend who can talk 'gue lo'.

"Oh Mr. Davian, but I'm sorry. He is not going to the office today, he said he was permission for the next few days. And over the next few days, it was his younger brother who would take his place. But it seems like Mr. Davian's brother has not come, which has come only Alfarrel his assistant Mr. Davian. But you have to make an appointment first if you want to meet with him, the color of the rules is like that.

Zee gawked at the explanation at length in front of him this. He even took off the sunglasses that had been perched on his nose.

Zee's words suddenly made the receptionist look at Zee's appearance from top to bottom. The black denim jacket is paired with a plain white t-shirt inserted in, black torn jeans and white sneakers. Does the appearance go to the office? Replace Davian? What if there is a sudden meeting? The receptionist to the head bobble, he suddenly hesitated if the person in front of him was his boss' sister. Can make ngaku-ngaku, makhlum today, people tajir many fans. Moreover, Davian is smart, steady, handsome again.

"I'm sorry mbak, I still don't dare to send people who are not familiar into the presidential room. That's already the rule mbak, so if there is a need mbak must make an appointment first. The part of the performance was not convincing, it could be the fans of Mr. Davian who ngaku-ku his sister."

"What!! The fans?" Peeking Zee inwardly, Zee almost hit the head of the person before him. Finally, upset he reached into his HP to contact Davian directly. But unfortunately not lifted, Zee tried many times but still not raised want once he barged in but it is not possible as well. He could be dragged out again.

"Your young lady is here?" The sound of baritones coming out along with the clang of the elevator door made Zee and the receptionist look at each other.

The receptionist turned to and fro looking for the person called by Alfarrel who was none other than his boss' personal assistant. But there was no one there but Zee.

"Where the hell is that? I'm not allowed in from earlier!!" Reported Zee growled, his feet were almost tingling standing there.

"Why not enter using a special elevator. The young master asked if you had arrived or not, so I checked down you were here."

The cold-faced man turned to the receptionist who seemed to have misbehaved himself. "Why not get the young lady into the president's room?" Alfarrel asked firmly.

The receptionist was immediately alerted by the fog and apologized many times. Even the beautiful receptionist came out from behind the table and asked to bend her body repeatedly hoping that Zee would not be angry.

"Once again I'm sorry mbak, I just carry out my duties according to the rules. Sorry about the mbak." Pinta the woman once again.

"No papa, you don't know either. It's my fault, too, to go to the office wearing kayak gini clothes." Said Zee flat.

And the receptionist immediately breathed a sigh of relief, whereas Alfarrel could only look at his young miss strangely. Especially when he saw the appearance of his young lady who was too relaxed.

"He wants to work or go for a walk." Curse Alfarrel in the heart.

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Guys actually this there is a continuation, but I hang first until here, so there is a weird cake gtu tdi. Keep aq typing jg gk focus nih because of his typing in the class bkn at home. And temen2 noisy bet, sorry yes the story is absurd from the previous chapter jg absurd because udh 2 today I sniff in class mulu. You see udh enter school, jd aq curi2 timey bwt ngetik because klau at home aq rarely smpt, capek jg if udh plng school should nget lg. That's just what😁 is