The Life Journey of NAURA
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Naurq reached out his hand embracing Marsha's shoulder. Looks like a pair of brothers who get along. Naura was still with her sweet smile. "Sister, let's go to Dad's room first. Don't make me wait long." Say Naura softly. "Here there are employees everywhere, if we fight, it's not good to be everyone's spectacle." He whispered to Marsha.
Marsha doesn't talk much anymore. He obeyed Naura and they walked towards the elevator door together.
But, as they walked, they heard whispers from some of the employees behind him. It seemed like some employees were discussing about who was the most beautiful among the two of them.
"I think Third Miss is more beautiful. She can't have plastic surgery, right?"
"I think so too. It looks so natural."
"It's possible that if it wasn't for the facial surgery, she'd be a lot prettier than Miss Marsha."
Hearing up to here, Marsha instantly removed Naura's hand from her shoulder. His eyes looked as if he was looking at dirt and felt disgusted. "Don't touch me!"
Naura then patted her arm as if removing the dust stuck to her arm with a relaxed face. "Oh."
He also felt that this Marsha was very sickening. Outside always carelessly hang out. It turns out free association.
Looking at Naura's behavior, Marsha could only silently resist all feelings because she remembered the message from her father's Dawn.
After arriving in the office room of Fajar Affandi, Fajar tried to smile kindly to welcome Naura even though he did not like this village princess. "Welcome to Naura."
Dawn's attitude looks so warm to Naura, of course, making Marsha not feel happy. Marsha poured tea into a cup and then deliberately placed it hard in front of her father to show her dissatisfaction.
Everything that happened was only stored in Naura's heart. She felt a little funny, Marsha really could not help her anger.
"So, I'm planning on giving me a position in this company?" Naura sat on the sofa opposite Fajar with her polite demeanor.
"The marketing department is short of people for marketing research. I think Naura's a person who likes to take challenges, so you just take this job." Marsha said without waiting for Dawn to answer, she had already quickly preceded him.
Naura looked at Marsha for a moment. "Bad wrong. I'm not a person who likes to take on challenges. I want a light job." Say Naura flatly.
Naura has just graduated from college and is studying film. Regarding marketing and such, it was certain that he could not.
But, he knew clearly that the marketing research section was definitely a very tiring job.
"Naura, you are still young and should indeed be trained. You try it first. If it doesn't fit, you come back here to talk." This Dawn sounds so good. But, in fact, he had already established Naura's position in the marketing research section.
So far Naura has been accustomed to always succumbing to Marsha. Naura is very obedient, so they want to test Naura's patience?
A small caress like this, as soon as Naura saw it, she already understood right away.
"Then thank you for your deep affection." Naura.
"Marsha, you take Naura to the marketing department." Dawn then stood up and sat down in his great chair to check the documents.
"Come, come with me!" Marsha calmly held back her satisfied heart as she was already thinking about what difficulties Naura would face.
As for Naura, in her heart was confused. Once in the Affandi family, what patience did he have, so that now they feel, they want to do anything to him also no problem?
Give him a position in the marketing department, work as a field researcher with the lowest position? He could only thank Dawn "for her deep affection". Does he want to say that he can work well?
Arriving at the marketing department, Marsha immediately took Naura to the manager's office.
The manager of the marketing department was a bald-headed middle-aged man. When he saw Marsha enter his room, he smiled until his eyes narrowed. Besides being bald, the manager was fat.
Marsha crossed her arms and pointed at Naura with her chin. "He's a new member of marketing researchers. You take her around to look around and take good care of her!"
When saying "keep him well", the attitude Marsha showed to Naura was very strange.
The marketing manager immediately understood and smiled broadly. "I will definitely 'keep it well'!"
Marsha once again looked at Naura, then turned to walk away.
Marsha's words just made the manager feel confident that the words 'keep him well' that Marsha meant must be what he thought.
After Marsha left, the manager looked at Naura seriously. "What's your name?"
"Naura Kemala Affandi." Answer Naura.
The manager walked to the back of his desk and sat in his chair. Then he looked back at Naura.
His eyes explored Naura's body until her eyeballs wanted to escape. "Are you from the Affandi family? You have a relationship with the company boss?"
Naura was fed up and uncomfortable to look like this. He answered coldly. "There's a little relationship."
In Naura's eyes, this manager looked like an idiot who was only good at licking people. Affandi company has no development at all.
There's a little connection, huh? That means that his relationship with Affandi's family is not close. The manager murmured inwardly.
The manager felt that he understood the situation and then smiled wryly. "Alright, 'work' well! I won't treat you badly."
He deliberately emphasized the word 'work' making Naura feel nauseous hearing it.
But, Naura did not say much anymore either. He was taken to his small room to work.
After a brief introduction, Naura sat in her work chair. He felt that the co-workers around him were still watching him.
Got a new co-worker who looks very beautiful and they saw Naura delivered by Miss Marsha, of course they feel very curious.
Naura ignored this. He also felt that there was nothing to explain. He sat down, took his cell phone, photographed his desk and sent it to Evelyn with a text message: "I've started working at Affandi's family company."
Evelyn quickly replied to Naura's message.
"What department did you get? Deputy Director?"
Naura smiled amusedly reading it. He replied to Evelyn's message again.
"Researchers in the marketing department."
Evelyn sent a big question mark image with a text message: "It's still better if you become my personal assistant! I can give you a salary of 1 Billion!"
'Pff!'
Naura almost let out her laughing voice. How could Evelyn look for a personal assistant like this herself?
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