Your Cold CEO belongs to me

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At five o'clock in the afternoon Jonathan had returned from the office, and entered the house tired and tangled. A full day he could not get out of the room.

His paper mengultimatum if he can not reach the target of understanding and marketing one unit of the house within one week, this month's salary and so on will be equated with office boy's salary at the office, and the, until he can sell the house and master the science of the company.

"Selling the house is not a task at the managerial level and up, Pa. There's a part of it, our office has marketing, right?" Jonathan tried to break his papa's request while arguing this afternoon.

"Yes, but papa wanted to hear the evidence of your bullshit earlier. Selling and marketing is your forte, isn't it?"

"Be-be .. bu-not ...." Jonathan could no longer speak.

"Who says selling and marketing is not an upward managerial task? you think Papa and your brother Alex are having various meetings not to offer and sell?"

"The different Pa. Papa's meeting to open a new construction project, not sell one unit of the house."

"Ow, so you're more sure you can offer a new cooperation project? better that."

"Eyeh, gaa Pa. Not that I mean .. yes already, sell one unit of the house," said Jonathan resigned.

Jonathan threw his leather jacket onto the living room couch, recalling a conversation with his papa earlier this afternoon at the office.

When he arrived at the family room in front of the television, his eyes caught two lovebirds making out. He wanted to get into the room, but Alex's voice told him to sit down, making him drag his heavy legs closer to the sofa.

"What about the office?" alex asked still in a lying position on Hanum's lap.

"Your brother just changed bandages this afternoon, so it's a bit stiff to be made to sit," Hanum said as if he understood the meaning of Jonathan's view.

"It's telling Papa to learn all about the company" Jonathan said.

"It's good."

"When's the heal?" jonathan asked as he glanced lazily at the couple who were teasing each other, without a sense of hesitation at him who was still sitting near them.

"Why?"

"It's only been one day, enjoy it first. I also enjoyed my time at home" Alex said, peeping at Hanum's stomach.

The corner of Jonathan's lips was raised cynically, seeing his brother's strange behavior in his eyes.

Jonathan stood up from the sofa, then walked towards his room. As he passed the couch that his brother and Hanum were sitting on, Jonathan whispered but was loud enough to hear both.

"It used to be disgusted, saying it stinks. Be careful, just don't be fooled mode." Jonathan grinned as he watched Hanum's face turn murky.

He didn't care when he heard his brother scream. Not knowing what was happening in the living room, Jonathan continued to step inside his room.

"Mistake yourself showing off your affection in plain sight." Jonathan grumbled in envy.

Sitting at his desk, Jonathan ruffled his hair. His head was dizzy thinking about the fate of his wallet and account later on.

Jonathan took a notebook and opened all his internet banking, then recorded the amount of balance he had. He also opened a purse, piggy bank and searched for money that might be tucked in the pocket of his pants and jacket hanging behind the door.

"Everything is enough and guarantees my life for the next four months" he said confidently after calculating in detail what he had.

"If you don't go to a nightclub and hang out with a motorcycle boy, I can last six months." Jonathan begins to cross off some parts that he feels are unimportant.

"Lunch and breakfast from home, don't snack. It can last eight months. Wow, that's enough."

"But .. This is if I reach my own target and work. If you use a secretary, it can last five months." Jonathan crossed out several pieces and increased the budget of the secretary's salary.

"Wear secretary huh?" Jonathan started to get upset.

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Another afternoon yes