Ceo Somplak Fall in Love
CSJC: Chapter 2

Gibran flicked his hair back to look cool in the eyes of all his employees, especially female employees. He was so not because there was any intent, but that was how his nature had a god level of confidence. What kind of god is that, obviously, the god is shameless.

"What do you want to do to fight boxing, sir?" ask Siti the office receptionist. He asked without the slightest hesitation and embarrassment. But still polite.

"You climb the mountain, already know this office still ask. The office is a place for people to work, so obviously I want to work, yes I want to ask for you" Gibran replied casually, and all employees who already know the nature of their boss well can only laugh when they hear the words of the boss.

"The father woke up straight away from work, huh? Didn't you see that first?" ask the employee marketing tutor.

"So I left here still sleeping, so I didn't have time to read it." Again Gibran answered his subordinate's question with a joke.

"Mahaha ...." All employees laughed when they heard their boss's answer.

"Today you can go home early." Gibran said that in a serious tone.

"Seriously, Sir? Oh Allah .. thank you, sir. Finally we can go home early as well" said one of the employees.

"Of course I'm just lying." Gibran chuckled to see the face of his employees who had shone brightly became dim because of his actions.

All of the employees who were there immediately silenced instantly, not because they were afraid. But, because they don't want to serve their CEO anymore. Because it will only be useless considering their CEO who is perfectly good at talking.

"Why silence? Your mouth's left at home to rest, isn't it?" gibran said again by staring one by one employees.

"Father is still sane? Where can the mouth in staying at home, we were happy to go home early but instead you lied to us," replied one of the female employees who looked foreign to him.

"You think I'm crazy?" Gibran walked up to the female employee with slow steps, and made the woman walk backwards like a retreat.

"No, Sir. But, you can see your appearance that is not like people want to work, the period of yes work his boss but the bottom wear boxer pants, Sir," said the woman smiling mockingly. And all the employees who had been silent again laughed out loud.

"You mean?" ask Gibran. He saw all his employees pointing at the bottom of his body, not that, yes, but the legs. Don't mind his thoughts, yeah! Hehe.

"See it yourself, sir!" the woman's orders, Gibran immediately looked down and he laughed out loud when he found out that he had not worn his work pants.

"Hahaha ... This latest style knows and I was deliberately dressed like this." That's how Gibran is, he always faces his problems and covers up his embarrassment with his indigestible behavior of a normal human brain.

"As for you Father. Sane people always give the same ora-" the woman's speech is cut off by Gibran's speech.

"Crazy people? You're saying I'm crazy, right? Once again you say rich that, I hang you in the taoge tree." Gibran posed a completely unnerving threat to the woman.

"What's the taoge mah tree, sir? Not good," said the female employee, covering her mouth with laughter.

Gibran was eager to reply to the words of the employee, but the voice of someone who was familiar to him and made his ears hurt sounded like echoing in a cave, but mah here is not a cave, yes, prehistoric times lived in caves.

"Rpa ... Mr. Gibran quickly to the meeting room, all of your business associates have gathered there and you are already thirty minutes late," shouted Bayu — Gibran's personal secretary.

"It's not a mountain, don't yell why? You think I can't hear?" gibran said by covering his ears that felt very sick.

"Sorry, Sir. But, if I don't yell, you won't hear me either, will you, sir?" say Bayu casually.

"I didn't say it to you, did I? If I'm back off the meeting this morning." Gibran looked at his secretary sharply.

"Emmm .. i-it, sir. I-I told you the same. But, they don't want the meeting time to be pushed back." Secretary Bayu is telling the truth.

"Well, I'm wrong because I'm late, let's get there!" Gibran precedes Bayu to walk to the meeting room.

"Good morning, sorry I'm late." Gibran apologized to all his business associates.

"It's okay, sir. Understand young people." One of his business partners chimed in.

"Thank you, can we start the meeting?" ask Gibran as a form of courtesy to his partner.

"Are you going to wear those pants for a meeting, sir?" ask one of his business partners too.

"Do I have to take my pants off? asked Gibran in a serious tone, he was already holding the top of his hand pants as if he was ready to take off the pants he was wearing. And it brought laughter among them.

"Are you not afraid your bird will fly from its nest, Sir?" Bayu said with a big smile.

"When you fly, someone catches." Gibran replied casually, his face looking so annoying in the eyes of all his business associates.

"Just like your heart, sir. Can we start the meeting this morning?" ask Mr. Bram his business partner who looks the same age as Gibran's father.

"Well, we'll start the meeting this morning from now on, please take note of the important points as well as the things that you'll ask later, I want this meeting to go once and finish immediately." Gibran said firmly and authoritatively, it's just that the authority emanated from him should be slightly damaged because of the pants he wears.

"Good, sir." Everyone in the room answered simultaneously.

Gibran began his presentation while Bayu served as moderator. Gibran explained what was on the screen in great detail, he also added his own ideas because the ones in the file are only the subject of the discussion.

Thirty minutes of walking he had already finished his presentation. He immediately gave his business partners the opportunity to ask questions or propose their ideas.

"If anyone wants to ask or add an idea please!" Gibran sat sweetly in his chair and waited for questions or suggestions of ideas from others.

"What you present is very detailed and the content is also thorough, even the simplest part you discuss in your presentation, from my personal no questions," said Mr. Bram smiled proudly to the son of his best friend.

"What about the others?" tanya Bayu smiled kindly.

"No questions from me." The words came out from all the mouths of the people who were there.

"If there's no question, this morning's meeting will end, good morning." Gibran stood up and shook hands with all his comrades.

After all his colleagues came out of the meeting room, Gibran was also about to walk out but unfortunately Gibran's leg accidentally got stuck in a chair and made him fall on his stomach on the floor.

"Fuckin' chair, since when were you there, huh?" Gibran snapped at the inanimate object in annoyance. He rubbed his lips that hurt from kissing the floor.

"You're wrong, why are you even angry with inanimate objects, sir? Haha ...." Bayu covered his mouth with one hand to hold back his laughter.

"My first kiss." Gibran kicked the chair in annoyance but instead his leg felt a throbbing pain.

"Ouch! You brash chair." Gibran regretfully walked quickly to get out of the room but when he wanted to get out his forehead he was kissed by the door of the room that was closed.

"Dug, ah ...." Gibran rubbed his forehead which felt bad. He looked at the door with annoyance. The door looked like it was mocking him.

"Russia ... Boss, you have to be more careful going forward." Bayu laughed until his eyes watered.

Connect ...

There is no work that is always funny, baby, there will be a serious chapter as well. Ok, like, comments, five-star rating and VOTE fast yes.