
Piss off!
That's what Aroon's been feeling since morning. How not to be upset, models who usually work with his company suddenly do not come for a photo shoot because the dress provided by the designer does not match his taste. Isn't that ridiculous? The model should follow the desires and policies of the company, rather than follow their sometimes volatile desires.
"Since morning the boss looks tired. Boss should go home and rest at home." Alex, Aroon's assistant, dared to speak up instead of seeing his master continue to snort in annoyance. He doesn't even taste for dinner. Usually Aroon never acted like that, yet today? He felt as if the spirit of work had disappeared from him.
Without saying a word, Aroon looked at his Assistant with a gaze as sharp as a sword ready to slice his pulse. He was not excited, instead of giving words of motivation Alex instead asked him to go home. Isn't that a bitch? Yeah, it's so annoying. More than anything.
"Ma-sorry, Boss. I promise I won't say it again." Alex bowed a sign of regret. Not wanting to say anything more, after putting a cup of hot coffee on the table, Alex intends to leave Aroon in his office alone.
"Hallo." Aroon picked up the call from the Foreigner number that had contacted him since. The net is perfectly rounded. He was happy, finally what he was waiting for arrived as well. Get a call from the woman he once hit. The beautiful with brackets complete with headgear, a style of dress that looks strange in the sense of sight of an Aroon Maurer.
"You may not remember me. My name is Yuna Dinata. We met in front of the apartment. I mean, I'm the sloppy guy you hit first." Say a beautiful figure over there.
If you can be honest, it feels like Aroon wants to prance around expressing his happy feelings. But he broke that desire when he saw Alex still standing at the door, looking at him smiling like a fool.
"Beautiful!" Again Aroon could not let go of his smile. In fact, even though he smiled as wide as anything, the figure over there would not be able to see his sweet-ass attitude.
"Ti-nothing. I mean, I'm glad Miss Yuna called me. Finally my wait for some time is over as well." Reply Aroon quickly. He's a little nervous. Yuna who did not understand the interlocutor's words could only frown.
"I want to ask, does your company need a new Designer or not?"
"If, yes. I want to try my luck there. I would like to apply for a job in the Maurer group. You don't have to accept me if my job isn't good."
"I promise I won't be disappointed if Mr. Aroon doesn't like my work. I just need one chance." Yuna said convincingly. In his unceasing heart Yuna begged for the opportunity to come to her.
In fact, being Zain's personal assistant was very easy and not a bad thing. Yuna thought, if she were to replace Assistant Zain, then what would the young man who had been Zain De Lucca's confidant for the past five years be. Yang Yuna knew, Zain was a little stubborn. He had no choice but to find a job in a different place.
As the wife of Thailand's richest young CEO, Yuna could have used her finger and pointed at someone else to complete all her wishes. And luckily, Yuna is not a spoiled girl who will command others with her power, she prefers to do her own job as long as she can.
"alright. I gave Miss Yuna a chance. Tomorrow, please come to my office at eleven in the afternoon. I look forward to Miss Yuna's arrival." Tonight's conversation ended with the last laugh of an Aroon Maurer. He was too happy to get a call from the woman who managed to steal every night. Love at first sight, Aroon thinks that's the answer.
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