Your Cold CEO belongs to me

Your Cold CEO belongs to me
Drug



Jonathan did not want to waste any time, he immediately exited towards the Main Director's room located at the end of the passageway. This morning just finished a big meeting, usually Papa will be in his room until lunchtime.


"Good day, my father" Jonathan said after knocking on the door and was welcome to enter. Mr. Beni just glanced at him with an expressionless face, just like Alexander if he suspected something.


"Busy, Pa?" ask Jonathan for a pleasantry.


"If in the office is obviously busy, if you relax sleeping at home," said Mr. Beni a little ketus.


"Widiih, don't get angry Pa, the wrinkles will be added again."


"You want what you? Have you memorized yet?"


"Well, that's what I want to talk to your beloved Papa about." Jonathan began to launch his words of seduction while sitting in front of his papa.


"Mmm, I need a secretary, Pa," Jonathan said.


"Secretary that big you don't look?"


"Cimoy? she doesn't want to be my secretary, she wants to be Alex's secretary. Just ask for help to buy breakfast under nolak," said Jonathan sewot.


"Indeed he's not your secretary, you're just a pinjem. The secretary's job is not to buy food. What are you secretary for, no one day's work wants a macem-macem!"


"Gini, Pa." Jonathan began to correct his sitting position facing his father seriously.


"Papa knows I'm from the school days, most can not memorize. But if my value practice is high, and I quickly master the theory lesson that my teacher's explanation is recorded and re-puttered continuously. Isn't that right, Pa?"


"Hmm." Mr. Beni is still listening to the explanation of his youngest son who is rather strange.


"So . I need someone who can read me all the files Papa gave me earlier. Papa take it easy, if the business offers, sells, niiih jagaonya." Jonathan patted his chest proudly.


"So, you're looking for a secretary to replace your studying, who wants to read files, offers, company profiles like fairy tales for you, so?"


"Hehehe, it's more or less like that."


"Can."


"So can, Pa??" Jonathan was delighted, not thinking that his request had been accepted.


"It could be, but you paid the salary yourself. Can't get into the company's expenses."


"Yes, you pay the man himself with your money."


"Ow, yeah. No problem, most for the initial work UMR standard right?" jonathan said confidently.


"Yes, right. But, did Papa say not yet that as long as you work you get a salary as well."


"Really, Pa?? So I got double dong, monthly transfer from Mama equals monthly salary." Jonathan's eyes were getting brighter.


"If work means that it is an adult, children should give some salary for the family, instead of asking from parents."


"Hehehe, yes later if it's payday I love mom too."


"I mean Papa, since you started work, Mama's no longer transferring you money."


"Did? then I'm the money from doang's paycheck, Pa?" Jonathan started to panic. How not, if the money he usually got from his mother every month, very supportive for his lifestyle is very wasteful.


"Enough, your salary as a vice CEO in training can be for a girl treat every night she Mac Scrooge." Jonathan grimaced at his training position as deputy CEO


"What's my salary, Pa?" Jonathan was worried. Mr. Beni began to write down the details on the paper and then shifted in front of Jonathan.


"Pa, how come this is?" Jonathan's voice had started to hold back the cries.


"You howmany? you also can't do anything. Shame dong with your sister Maura, she from college has produced many housing design designs for this company." Jonathan frowned more than Maura, his younger sister from another mother.


"Keep me the secretary's salary for this paycheck, too?"


"Yes whatever."


Papa's words are as if Jonathan's farewell, to his life-foyers.


Girl drugs, elite drug tongkrongan, nightclub drugs, branded clothing drugs, fancy restaurant drugs. It was like waving a hand in Jonathan's head.


...❤🤍...


Later in the afternoon.


Who does not know who Maura read in "LOVE DON'T COME LATE" Yes