48 Months Agreement With CEO
Match

The match with Lia who was the referee, do not expect there to be a fistfight like in the boxing ring. Far from that thought. Watching boxing and karate matches alone, Lia was reluctant. Moreover, it must be directly a referee for a fistfight.

The two men are currently sitting opposite. Still with a battered face. They stared at each other sharply. Their eyes flashed, like flashes of swords clashing against each other violently. The atmosphere looked so cold and tense.

While Lia who was sitting in the middle of these two people, still did not understand what made these two good friends, had to fight. The two still locked lips, reluctant to start a conversation.

Before long the door of the room was knocked. An office boy came in with a troly. A savory scent pierced the room. The fragrance made a cold look of the eyes of the two men, glancing towards the troly.

Office boy opens the cover of cooking, then presents a large bowl in front of the three people. Beside the large bowl, each one contained a small plate with a blackish-red paste. Not to forget there are three bottles of mineral water with empty glasses. He bowed respectfully before leaving Erick's room.

"What's this?" jason asked, glancing at the bowl.

"Ramyaen. Korean Noodles. It's delicious." Sahut Lia's.

With hesitation, Jason and Erick who had never eaten the noodles tried his beef broth. It looks delicious on their tongue. Noodles with slices of beef and half-cooked eggs, which are watered with broth broths of orangeish color.

"So, you're gonna have a match eating this noodle." Lia said excitedly.

"God! I'm sure you'll lose." Erick said confidently. He was ready to hold the chopsticks in his hand.

"You think I'm weak?" Jason drngan huffed.

"Let's get started!" challenge Eric.

"Come on!" Jason prepared to clamp the noodles.

"Eitz! Waitaminute! The referee has not given his terms. You've tasted the soup, haven't you? Delicious, right?"

The two men nodded impatiently.

"Now, we're interfering with this. It must be better." Lia took a red paste and mixed it in each bowl of soup until flat.

"What's that?" Jason was astonished by the pungent aroma of the paste.

"Sooking." Answer Lia briefly.

"OK done. Who can spend the ramyoen first, until the bowl is clean, has the right to give orders that must be obeyed by the losing party. Hows it? Agreed?" ask Lia again.

"I agree!" Erick answered quickly.

"It won't be hard to beat him." Jason said arrogantly.

"alright. Don't lick your own spit. One ... two .. three!" Lia gave aba-aba.

Quickly and confidently, Jason and Erick chopped the noodles. Devouring him with enthusiasm and confidence will win. They chewed while glancing at the rival in front. The second mouthful began to be put into their mouths.

While Lia, also enjoyed her part quietly and slowly. He was really very happy, because he could eat this super spicy ramyouen noodle. Really scrumptious. Although her lips turned red like roses, Lia ate feelingly.

The third mouthful was about to be put into the mouths of the two men. But right away, the nerves in the tongue send messages to their brains. The burning heat was already dripping sweat in the Ac room. They stick out their tongues while hissing.

"What food is this?!" hiss Jason.

"You can't afford it? It means lose." Said Erick who also hissed loudly, but was still stubborn.

"Who said I was scared?" Jason's voice won't take it.

The haughty man again stuffed his noodles in large portions and chewed even though his mouth already felt like embers of fire.

"Don't forget the soup." said Lia while sipping ramyouen soup.

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The two men turned towards Lia who was engrossed in sipping the super spicy soup with pleasure. Noodles still hang in their mouths. And their eyes were glued towards the relaxed Lia Sanja enjoying the ramyoen noodle soup.

"Mahua ...." Jason can't take it anymore. He put a sump and drank labgsung mineral water in his bottle.

Erick was still trying to survive and inhaled a spoonful of soup. But he finally couldn't stand it anyway. The man grabbed the bottle of mineral water and then straightened it up.

One bottle is finished. And the two of them are still racing to eat ramyoen noodles.

"Water! I want some more water!" Pinta Jason and Erick.

"Nothing else. You've already spent it." Lia said relax.

"Don't snap at my wife!" Shouted Jason to Erick.

"Honey, I need your water, please." Pinta Jason welds with super cute face.

Lia shook her head, while chewing on her last noodles.

"I gave you a fair share earlier. Each of us has a bowl of noodles, pasta and mineral water. Fair right?"

"But, you didn't say that noodles were spicy." Erick said with a huff.

Jason glared to hear Erick speak in a high tone to Lia. Erick Labgsung regained his senses and sat back down.

"And I told you to taste first. Where's salahku. Let's eat it, or I'll win." Lia casually scoops the soup sauce and sips it

The two men eventually attempted to eat the noodles. It is hard for them to give up in the middle of the road. Noodles are still three-quarters of the bowl, but the heat has spread to all parts of the body. Both men were sweating.

Lia put a spoon in her empty bowl. He looked at the two men who were already sitting leaning back while fanning their tongues. The suit's gone, the tie's loosened. Their skin is now flushed.

"All right, you guys going on? Or follow my wishes?" ask Lia casually. Lia glared at Jason who was about to eat some more noodles. He knew, Jason could not stand the spicy taste, therefore Lia ordered another bowl of noodles for himself and ate quickly. So either Jason or himself won, it doesn't matter.

"I'm giving up!" jason put his chopsticks down.

"So I won?" ask Erick.

Lia shaking.

"Your noodles are not over. Look my part's empty." Lia.

"I'm not giving up. I'll spend it." Erick then ate the noodles again in large quantities. Chewing beef slices. He held back the hot taste and sweat that was dripping profusely as big as a corn seed. Erick really struggled, even though he himself did not know, what the basis of him doing all this was.

If he wins, he has the right to determine his attitude without any demands or threats from Jason. Erick wanted to determine the attitude without fear of being intimidated by anyone. But, does he really want to part with Laurent?

It turned out that Erick's body responded to the other with the toughness of the head he was doing right now. Noodles are still a quarter. But the burning heat in his stomach made Erick couldn't take it anymore. The man bowed, enduring the twisting pain.

Erick then got up from his seat and ran towards the restroom in the room. He could no longer hold himself back.

"Hey, where are you going? It's not over yet!" Shouted Jason.

"I can't take it anymore!" Erick said while holding his ass.

"You admit defeat?" Ask Lia.

"Yes .. yes .. up to you. I lost!" Erick is in a hurry.

Lia laughed satisfied. He was finally in control.

"You planned all this?" jason asked his wife.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Why do you have this relationship with your husband?" Jason said with a pursed lip.

"I've given you a sign so many times, you're the one who pretends to win over Erick." Sahut Lia relax.

"Hemmhh .. Yes I have to win from the man, before the idiosyncrasy takes hold of him and makes Laurent miserable." Jason's voice is weak.

"Don't worry, I get it." said Lia, rendering herself in the chest of her handsome husband.

"You got it?" jason asked, not understanding.

"I talked to Laurent on the phone. Although he was trying to be carefree, but I felt a forced laughter."

"Hmmm ...." Jason is grateful his wife is a very sensitive woman.

"What are you gonna do about Erick?" Ask Jason.

"The first sentence he felt, didn't he?" Lia looked at Jason. And finally the couple chuckled together.

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