What's Wrong With My Boss
Couples
POV; Zhan
Heavy rain accompanied my footsteps as I drove her to her final resting place, as if the sky had also wept bitterly over the passing of a loved one. After months of only being able to lay weak from the Leukemia, my wife, the Goddess, finally returned to the Nativity of the Creator.
Now it's just me and little Xiao Yuan. I don't know how to live my life without someone who has always supported me. Only he could understand and continue to be by my side until the end of his life.
"Don't let anyone else's opinion of you be your own" a message from my late wife that I will remember at any time.
...***...
After a long time of mourning, now I try to rearrange this heart. I try to get back to my usual routine. However, I still have to live my life as I should.
On Monday morning when the sun was shining brightly enough, I left for work driving an Audy silver car alone without a private driver who usually drove to work. I was driving casually along with the jazz music from the song player on my car device, it didn't take long for me to finally arrive at YangZhan Glow building, a cosmetics company that has been established for five years with my good friend Yangyang.
When Yangyang first invited to start a business in the beauty product industry in Indonesia, I had doubts, but good friends since college managed to convince me that with a population of more than 240 million people, I had a doubt, the national cosmetics market is huge. In addition, cosmetics are also essential items that are always carried by women, at least in their bags must have lipstick, powder, and eyebrow pencils to look charming.
I myself also strongly agree that a neat and attractive appearance is the first door to how someone will judge us. So now we build this business together. YangZhan Glow is now growing rapidly and becoming one of the cosmetics companies that are quite popular in the national market, but I am not satisfied quickly, there is still much to be achieved in the future.
"Zhan," said my partner Yangyang. He was standing in the corridor not far from me, deliberately stopping his steps when he saw me coming.
"You don't have to go to work, I know you're still grieving." Which pulls the corners of his lips until they form a straight line. I know he's just trying to pay attention, but I don't want to be pitied right now.
"It's been over a hundred days since his death, I don't want to drag on in grief" I said as I passed him walking towards the meeting room today. Yangyang slightly tilted his head then turned his body then followed my steps until we finally walked together.
I turned my head towards Yangyang and asked, "What is the agenda of today's meeting?"
"Why are you asking me? That's, right, the Secretary's job." The throbbing ones hear my question instead of giving me a new one. "You haven't found a replacement secretary yet?"
"No, not yet" I replied. The former secretary was dismissed six months ago. One thing I realized, indeed I sometimes find it difficult to tolerate the slightest mistake. No matter how many people worked as Secretaries here, no one had ever survived in that position for long.
"Already expected, no one feels at home to be your Secretary," led Yangyang while chuckling ria.
"*Qu xia in yu, they're the only ones who don't work." I squeaked and then pushed the glass door of the meeting room today, in the room there were already four laptops neatly lined up on a round table with two men I knew well.
They are our Finance Manager, Xu Kai,
and the head of product planning, Lin Yi.
Since the four of us were already here I allowed Xu Kai to start the meeting.
"Sales of products this year are not as bright as last year," Xu Kai opened the conversation after sending a file through his laptop, sales reports in the form of bar diagrams were sent to me as well as Yangyang.
I opened the file, and began to read the report given carefully. The report Xu Kai made in great detail, it is not wrong that I appointed him Finance Manager.
Xu Kai then continued, "Sales of products this year reached 9.76 billion rupiah, while last year could reach 11.2 billion rupiah. There's a 10% to 15% drop%."
I knit an eyebrow when I heard Xu Kai's explanation. This year we did get a lot of obstacles from the number of new regulations and the existence of an outsourcing system, to the turmoil due to the increase in the price of subsidized fuel oil.
"If there is a decline that means we have to work more optimally, we must be able to meet the quality and needs of consumers, so the company's revenue will also increase," said Yangyang. As always, he is always optimistic under any circumstances.
"Lin Yi, what about the latest brand design I asked for, can it be presented now?" ask the man sitting next to Xu Kai. I deliberately lured him because I saw that Lin Yi had just been quiet.
"Sorry sir, I still need time to conceptualize the product, I do not want to rush to make the packaging design so that the results can be satisfactory later," replied Lin Yi. I do appreciate his thoroughness, but I think Lin Yi was impressed just stalling for time.
The meeting lasted for almost two hours, after the meeting finished I was the first one to stand followed by Yangyang. When we stepped out, Xu Kai and Lin Yi slightly lowered their heads to pay their respects then began to tidy up the table.
Although Yang and I are both CEOs at this company, my attitude and that of him are very different. I was always serious about everything, while Yangyang looked very relaxed, like he didn't care much about his surroundings. Sometimes I wonder what his motivation is to build this company together.
"Where are you going after this?" ask Yangyang. He stopped his steps, stopped me and looked at him.
"I want to go to my room first, a lot of files to be signed," I replied, pointing to my work space.
"You must immediately find a new Secretary, you will be more busy in the future" Yangyang chirped with a slanted smile.
"Who am I so busy here, hn?" I asked the man who pulled his hair.
"I have other activities, so I leave all my business to the more competent," replied Yangyang while maintaining his fake smile.
"You gave me all the authority to go have fun, right?" my protest while leaving my waist.
"Don't take everything too seriously, Zhan, just relax." The one who held my shoulder then asked more casually, "Tonight I will go to Club' Stardust, you want to come?"
I lowered Yangyang's hand from the shoulder and then said, "*Your Lady, don't do anything wrong, you still remember your scandal with the capital artist last year? Our stock price has dropped sharply, haven't I warned many times to keep the company's good name?"
"Yes, I remember, I was too much of a hassle, then I go first, ok? I leave the company's business to you." Yangyang immediately waltzed away with quick steps before I could nag him.
...***...
I have to admit, I have made a job escape to overcome sadness. I prefer to drift in busyness rather than being at home that makes always remembered the late wife. I'm just going home after a late night.
When I got home, my son Xiao Yuan was already fast asleep. I went into his dark room, looked at him sleeping in a dream then slowly I landed a kiss on his forehead, after which left Yuan alone so as not to disturb his sleep.
I came out of Yuan's room and closed the door slowly, before how long Bi Irah who had been babysitting Yuan came up to me and said, "Last-Last Master often comes home late at night, Yuan so missed his father figure so much."
"I know," I said softly. Indeed because of my busy work, I barely have time for Yuan.
"I'm sorry if I'm presumptuous, but you have to spend a lot of time with Yuan, sir. Poor him, Yuan has lost the affection of a mother at such a young age, plus his father is also busy working" said Bi Irah at length.
I could only bow listlessly to hear it, I knew what was being said was true, but I also did not know what to do.
The sound of a smartphone placed on the table distracts me. I left Bi Irah to immediately approach the gadget. While peeking at the screen, a call was made from Yangyang there. I let out an upset breath, no matter what until he called me at this hour.
Even so I still picked up the call, "Hello?"
"Hello, Zhan! You have to help me!"
My forehead instantly shriveled, the voice of Yangyang across there sounded precarious.
Seriate
Note*
qu xia di yu; go to hell
Bai mu; white eyes