HELLO, MY BOSS!
Golden Fish

"How are you, Mister? Are you okay?" lisa asked as she entered Farhan's study. Rico just escorts the girl to Farhan's office door, and Lisa must face Farhan alone.

"Hem." Farhan replied to Lisa's question with a short thud. Not taking his eyes off the slightest on Lisa who had just come with a big suitcase. The man is still busy with some of the proposals he is examining. Irritating!

"So, am I going to work today?" Lisa opens her voice.

This time Farhan looked up, looking at Lisa with a twitch on his forehead. "As much as you are, if you're not tired, you can go straight to work today."

Hmh!" Lisa snorted inwardly. You liar Mr Rico, where does this Miso really feel proud of me from? In fact, he didn't even say congratulations on my graduation. Ah, boro-boro survived, asking me if I didn't!

"I want to just go to work, sir," Lisa answered briefly densely clear. Although tired, he did not want to look weak in front of Farhan.

"Well, I'll think of a job that suits you."

"If you may know, what is ker—" Lisa's talk was truncated when Farhan's phone rang suddenly. The man raised the call without caring for Lisa who was in front of him.

"What's? Dumbo's dead? What about the two of them?" Farhan looked shocked. His forehead creased in panic. Lisa still notices Farhan speaking quite loudly. While thinking who Dumbo is. "Bring the kids to my office now, Bi. Let me calm them both."

The kid? Lisa's eyeballs glared perfectly. Suddenly he wanted to bite the power pole and swallow it without chewing.

Is the child in question Mr Farhan's biological son? But, since when? My God, he even said there were two. Is he married? Irenangisss .. huaaa.

It didn't take long, Farhan hung up his phone again. Then focus on Lisa who is still standing waiting for her construction.

"OKAY. You want to work, right?" Farhan picked up some pieces of red money. He gave the money he held to Lisa.

"What is this, sir?" Lisa's eyes were fixed on the one million money Farhan gave her. Almost his brain thought Farhan would ask him to accompany him to sleep for a million.

"Cubery you in an hour. Find me a seven-kilo black goldfish in the fish market."

"What?" Lisa screamed in surprise. Farhan's instructions are beyond estimate.

Did he forget that I graduated from Harvard with a major in Business School? Why am I in college so hard if my job is to buy fish at the fish market.

"Quick! just do it," Farhan snapped with a tone of emphasis.

"Sorry sir, I don't want to accept such a strange job. If there are no job openings in this office, I am sure that in other places there are still many who want to accept my services. Even though I'm just a Harvard graduate, "Lisa's murmur is low. At the same time mention the word Harvard as a form of arrogance.

"Don't be picky. Hurry up and do your job or you can't get out of this office alive" Farhan's threat echoed loudly in his study. Makes Lisa shudder in horror even though she is used to hearing such horror speech.

If you've ever seen a killer movie with a psychopath theme, that's the sensation of being close to a Farhan.

Striking her legs upset, Lisa finally obeyed Farhan's wishes. It's looking for a seven-kilo black goldfish.

"Is this place an office? I think this is a mafia nest packed neatly like an office" Lisa muttered. "Newly set foot into the homeland immediately threatened with death. Basic cosplay angel lifeless!" continued.

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As it turns out, finding a seven kilo goldfish that still lives in the fish market is not easy. It felt like Lisa had climbed a mountain through the valley, but the damn fish did not get Lisa. As for the goldfish are small and the largest is only up to three kilos.

"Am I going home, and I'm saying there's no fish. But, what if I really die? Hmh! Why should I be so afraid of Mr Farhan?" lisa's angry at once upset.

Honestly, returning to Indonesia with a Harvard graduate degree made him upset if he had to carry out a task that was not appropriate like this. Buy fish to the fish market, Farhan is a fucking demon.

Lisa looked up as she ruffled her waist. Finding the fish that Farhan wants is really equivalent to getting Kim Soo Hyun's love. Difficult. After a long time, it turns out that the man still welcomes Lisa like a maid.

"What exactly is a seven-kilo goldfish? What a deadly incarnation was about to mukbang a fish. Ck." Lisa laughed inwardly.

SRAAKKKP...

"Gurgh!" The girl screamed as she accidentally slipped on a puddle of rain. "Damn! What crimes have I committed in the past? Why is my life this sad, ishk!" cut it while holding pain in the leg.

Rising from her seat, Lisa exhaled a rough breath. Staring around who was also watching Lisa with her dirty clothes.

"I'd better get back to the office. My suitcase is still there. Fuck the fish, I'm ready to slash my body to eat that Miso!" lisa's getting frustrated. The girl was forced to leave the fish market, dragging her slightly sprained leg.

Lisa's struggle ended, she returned to the office and chose to die at the hands of Farhan.

After riding the motorcycle for about thirty minutes, Lisa finally arrived in front of the lobby of the building. Unconcerned by the dirty clothes affected by the puddle, Lisa entered the branch office of the Revical Group with a grumbling heart. The girl was indifferent when there were many people looking at her cynically. Glanced at his wet and dirty clothes.

"Ajumma!" exclaims a little girl with curls.

Lisa's looking. Staring at the little boy being led by his foster aunt. "Call who, me?" Pointing himself with the index finger. The little girl stared in disdain at Lisa.

"Don't mace to lip, that cottoe shirt, Cilla don't vinegar olang kotol. Yaw!" yell that little girl. "Hatchy ... hatch ...." She sneezes when Lisa forces her into the elevator.

"For a moment, I'm in a hurry." Because he's been out an hour. Farhan had also contacted him many times.

"Sorry Miss, can you get out of the elevator first. My master's son doesn't strongly smell dust and dirt."

"Eh," Surprise Lisa doesn't like it.

"Hatchi .. hatch!" The girl named Cilla kept sneezing. Makes Lisa who originally wanted to stay in the elevator so sorry.

"Yes already! Sorry little girl." Lisa was a little annoyed. The little girl shrieked and immediately hid behind the body of her foster aunt.

"Ajumma aprons!" exclaim Cilla. "Devil kayak!"

Stupid, Lisa's gone. The girl chose to go to the 12th floor through the emergency stairs. Safer and not to meet the misophobia child.

"Damn it, it's so spicy that the little boy's mouth," grumbled Lisa who started climbing the stairs lazily. "My face looks old, what? The little girl called me ajjumma. I'm twenty-three years old, you know!"

Lisa is alone.

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