Laurel nervously adjusted her work suit skirt, which was slightly wrinkled. The transportation she was riding was so crowded that Laurel's appearance was not as neat as when she left earlier. Now here she stands, in the lavish lobby of this company with obvious hesitation and anxiety.
I made the mistake of coming here, this is not my place.
Laurel wiped the sweat off her forehead as the friendly receptionist smiled at her, inviting her to come over. “Is there anything I can help?” The receptionist probably felt sorry for Laurel's nervousness and confusion in such a misplaced place.
“Er, this.” Laurel brings out the interview summons she received yesterday. She took it out delicately as if it were a precious treasure and showed it to the receptionist. “I got an interview call at this company today.”
The receptionist accepted it and frowned, she was an experienced employee and knew that this summons was no joke, sent directly by the owner's secretary. Even signed by their owner. This is no joke, this is an important letter.
“Hold on, I'll call.” The receptionist's friendly and pitiful attitude immediately took a serious turn and she left Laurel to make a call.
Laurel's heart immediately skipped a beat, bad thoughts immediately hit her, was she wrong? Was the letter a fake letter, maybe just a joke to prank Laurel? Jeez! Why had she never thought about that possibility? Laurel looked around nervously, will she be kicked out? Will she be humiliated?
It felt like a long time when the receptionist finally came back from behind. She had managed to control herself, apparently, her friendly smile was back. “The interview will take place on the fifth floor, I will ask our officers to accompany you upstairs.”
An officer appeared out of nowhere and accompanied Laurel into the elevator to the fifth floor. “Come, miss, please sit there first, I will announce your arrival.”
Laurel sat on the sofa, still frowning, announcing her arrival? Why it seemed as if she was the anticipated guest and not one of the prospective employees who were about to take the test? And where are the others?
Laurel looked around the lonely surroundings, expecting to be interviewed with other prospective employees, but it turned out that she was alone.
“Please miss. She is pleased to meet you.”
Still wondering, Laurel walked into the room, a small meeting room that might be used to interview prospective employees.
A very elegant and beautiful woman was waiting there, beautiful as a model. Her face is very exotic like a Latin woman, with her office suit that looks expensive and stylish. “Good afternoon, have a seat,” he muttered flatly.
Laurel awkwardly sat across from the woman.
“I am Aamber, Human Resource Manager at this company, maybe you are wondering why you can get a call at this company. We get a recommendation from your university, that you are the best graduate there.”
Apparently Aunt Sarah's words had some truth, she was summoned because of a recommendation from her college.
“Well, the job that will be offered to you is the core staff of the board of directors. I mean, you will work as a direct subordinate to our owner.”
Laurel's brain was pinched, Directors Staff? Why for a position as important as the staff of directors, this company takes a new graduate like her? Isn't it common for a company to take on and promote its long-serving employees to promotion? But the questions in Laurel's brain were immediately ignored as she tried to concentrate fully on the official interview that the beautiful Human Resource Manager was starting to conduct.
The interview was long and so official, Laurel answered everything she could. After the final question has been answered, Mrs. Aamber (Laurel called her "Mrs." considering her position. When viewed from her age, Mrs. Aamber is still very young, young and beautiful) was silent for a long time and stared at the notes on her desk.
The woman then looked at Laurel for a long time as if she wanted to read Laurel's heart. “If you are accepted, how soon can you start working for our company?”
Laurel stuttered, not expecting to be asked that straightforwardly. Usually they would greet you, then said they would do an evaluation and would call sometime later, right? “I can anytime,” Laurel replied quickly.
Mrs. Aamber nodded her head. “You're accepted, I want you to be ready and start working next Monday. Is it enough time to prepare everything? In three days?”
Laurel nodded her head even though it still felt like a dream. “It is enough. I will prepare.”
Mrs. Aamber stood up and could not help Laurel get up too, the woman then greeted Laurel with a strange smile. “Good luck in this company.” She then let go of hee hand and stepped out. “See you again, you can go out alone, right?” and with a quick, resolute pace, as resolute as she carried on, she left Laurel alone.
Leaving Laurel still rooted in the center of the room, holding back the strong urge to pinch herself. Is the process really this fast? Was she dreaming?
“It's done,” Aamber placed the files on Aaron's desk. “Thanks,” Aaron smiled at his younger sister. “How is she?” “She was confused,” Aamber sneered. “All of this is too easy. If I were her, I would be confused as well and you made me violate company rules in recruiting employees.” Aaron smiled wryly. “This company is mine and I also have the right to determine the application of these rules.” Aamber shrugged her shoulders. “Yeah. After all, who am I, you could say you started this company for that girl. Now your wish has been fulfilled, Aaron.” “Call me White when you're here.” Aamber grimaced. “She will surely know one day, Aaron,” Aamber stubbornly continued to call her brother by his first name. “Our father is arguably a big name businessman. Someday she will definitely be able to connect your name with Dad and your identity will definitely be exposed.” Aaron was silent and did not deny the truth that was evident in Aamber'
He is handsome indeed, very handsome. Unfortunately too handsome, not my type. Laurel immediately decided at their first glance. The Spanish-blooded man with copper gold skin and jet black curls and deep eyes looked too dangerous to be his type.Meanwhile his new boss was just looking at her with a look of value, considering. So there was a long silence and Laurel was not allowed to sit down.“Sit down.” Mr. White appeared to be smiling faintly, as if satisfied that he had decided something. “Do you know who I am?”What kind of question is that? Laurel thought involuntarily frowned. Of course she did.Mr. White smiled again, seemingly aware of the rhetoric in his question. “Ah, sorry I'm a little nervous.”Again Laurel frowned, nervous? For meeting her? Impossible. This boss must be nervous about something else.“We haven't met each other yet.” The man then stretched his slender fingers towards
“Mr. White.”The call made Aaron, who was working on their latest contractual agreement with a property company, lift his head. Aaron didn't really like the nickname, but at this company he had to be called 'White' because he wanted Laurel to work here. If he kept using the name Aaron, it would likely make Laurel suspicious and if she found out about it all, this would derail his plans.Aaron's secretary appeared at the door, looking nervous. “That… Mr. Mike wants to meet.”Aaron frowned, Mike is the CEO — for the Indonesian representative of a foreign company — who collaborates and invests in this company. Given how cold and cynical Mike looked, it was only natural that his secretary would be so nervous.“Invite him in.”“I have entered without you inviting.” Mike walked in without caring, and nodded at Aaron's secretary to make her leave and sat down on Aaron's living room sofa.
Laurel hastily entered the elevator carrying the folder containing the files Alin had handed her yesterday. Unfortunately, due to carelessness, the folder slipped from Laurel's hand and scattered on the floor of the elevator. Making Laurel nervously crouched down and picked up the papers on the floor. Until then she realized there was a pair of feet with expensive shoes and wrapped in black trousers made from expensive materials, was standing in front of her.Laurel raised her head and made direct eye contact with Mr. White, her new boss. The man stood up elegantly and stared at Laurel who was squatting beneath him with an amused glow in his eyes.“Need help?”Laurel grabbed all the papers scattered on the floor as quickly as possible. “Uh, no, Mr. White, sorry, I was careless.”Suddenly Mr. White was crouched in front of her, his strong hands but slender fingers helped Laurel pick up the scattered papers, then wordlessly handed th
Laurel smoothed her files, glancing at the clock, it was eight in the evening. Tomorrow's a busy day for Mr. White and thank goodness Laurel has finally got everything set up, even though she ended up having to miss the employee bus. The sound at the door made Laurel look up warily. Mr. White was standing there, looking like he had just returned from a business meeting outside. The man wrinkled his eyes at her. “Why are you still here?” Those eyes are really sharp, Laurel thought. She then replied, “Er, I finished the files first, for tomorrow.” Aaron gave her an unpleasant look. “Next time just leave the job and continue tomorrow.” He glanced at his watch. “It's too late for work, you should be home and resting. I'll have the driver take you home.” Laurel shook her head in panic. “No need, I can take the mini-bus—” “Follow your boss's orders!” Aaron's glare made Laurel swallowing hard. “Before that, I want us to talk in my room. Would you mind making
“Mr White's annual party was always lively,” Alin smiled while sitting at Laurel's table.She already looked tired carrying her growing belly, her maternity leave was only a few days away, but she looked excited. “The food is absolutely high class, Mr White is really not stingy with us, his employees. You can't miss it.”Laurel laughed and played with the pen in her hand. “Are all employees invited?”“Of course, and most of them won't miss it. The year-end party at Mr White's house is one of the things you've been waiting for, you're coming, right, Laurel?”Brian had invited her to come together. Laurel thought to herself, suddenly feeling warm. She hadn't known Brian that long, but somehow it all felt right. They can chat for hours without feeling bored. Even Laurel realized that their relationship could go further.“Your cheeks are flushed.” Alin laughed. “You're coming with Mr. Br
It's true what Alin said yesterday, Mr. White is really not stingy with his employees. The party he held in his house was very elegant with a sumptuous and extraordinary food menu. Servants stood back and forth offering snacks and drinks on the trays. While on the buffet table, the food seemed inexhaustible.“It's so busy here.” Brian grasped Laurel's arm gently. “Maybe we should step aside so we don't get hit.”They came late to the party. Because Brian was late to pick her up earlier, they missed the opening ceremony, the greeting by Mr. White before the meal began. Now all the guests have mingled, chatting with each other, enjoying a meal.The party was held in the garden in Mr White's very beautiful backyard. The house is western style with white paint dominating the whole building and the other dominant color is green. The color fills the wide expanse of neatly arranged grass, with dim yellow lights, adding to the exotic atmosphere o
“Would you like a drink?”The party is over and the guests are home. Only Laurel was still sitting in Aaron's modern kitchen. After the incident Aaron escorted her there and told her to sit down and calm down, told the servant to provide her with warm chocolate. He left Laurel to meet his guests, and promised to take her home later.As long as she was left alone, Laurel continued to contemplate, the incident repeated in her eyes. How very unexpected. Is it so free about Brian's life that he can just flirt with any woman he meets at parties? Pain stabbed into her chest, causing her to sigh repeatedly. At least she hadn't fallen in love with Brian too much, at least she hadn't taken her feelings too far….It seemed that Laurel had been struggling with her thoughts for a long time, because the party was finally over. Mr. White came to see her and sat with her in the kitchen, looked at her nearly empty cup of warm chocolate and offered another dri