
"Ma, where's Dion? Papa hasn't seen that boy since last night."
"Let it go, Dion's grown up, he can definitely take the best step for himself." Agnes then showed her husband some of the facilities that Dion used daily.
"Last night, hihi..."
"Well, Papa's so horrified to deal with mama, hehe..."
Agnes escorted her husband's departure at the end of the door. In front of his car, there was already a handsome man wearing a white slim fit shirt and his favorite denim jeans.
"It's a long time!" grouse Dion.
The couple looked at. The net is scanned from head to toe.
Not wanting to say much, Dion handed him a piece of paper that he had signed.
"But give it back first, lock Dion's bike!"
Agnes who felt guilty, because she was stared at by her son like a criminal, because she had entered the room and took all her belongings.
In her heart, she felt victorious, a mother best knew what her son wanted or didn't want.
Despite his body of forgiveness, Dion was still a child who did not want to defy his mother.
"Good Luck, Boy!" agnes's smile was on the look of Dion throwing his face away.
Chandra tells Dion to come straight to the headquarters. There he only had to observe what needed to be done. And the handsome man just nodded.
"For money dong Pa! all Dion's debit cards were confiscated by Mama," whined Dion. Actually he has a lot of money, but unfortunately if not prank his Papa for revenge.
Chandra opened his wallet, and counted the red sheets there. Occasionally peeking, that even blackmailing her papa this time will work. But alas, his great self-confidence was dashed just like that.
Dion gawked, for he was given only three hundred thousand pieces.
"For a week!" his papa said, before leaving Dion himself ready to protest.
During the trip, Dion grumbled. Three hundred thousand for a week, just make the motorcycle snack is not enough.
The man went around, observing the busy people passing by there.
When he was about to leave the room to enjoy a cigarette, he saw
A girl was eating her breakfast in a hurry.
Her hair was so messy that the girl's face was not visible at all. Even her hair went into her mouth.
"Kc...Ck... Ck..., it could be that a girl eats like that." He wanted to tie his black hair that was disturbing.
Dion did not smoke, he saw the little girl who went to wipe her lips with the dark end of her clothes.
"Hey, wait!" Dion stopped the girl but reluctantly looked at her face.
He felt amused, when he saw there were vegetables between his teeth.
"Lo employees here?" Dion asked the girl, and politely replied.
"Yes right, what's wrong?"
Dion laughed, scanned the girl from top to bottom, then gave her a suggestion to make things right before walking into the office.
How can his papa company recruit incompetent employees like this. Maintaining cleanliness alone can not, moreover, the others.
Dion took a picture of the girl and saved it on her phone. He will show his Papa, if there are employees who are not in accordance with him.
"Who's Lo's name?"
The girl was confused, as she felt that she did not know the man before her. In addition to being disrespectful, he also violates a person's privacy by taking a picture of him suddenly.
"I should ask, who are you, why take photos without my permission!"
"I know, I'm Dion!"
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