Nashita
The record! The Most Angry
Chapter 22
Morning at Muara Griya Lestari Garment.
It appears in the production room the employees do their respective activities according to their positions, there are sewing, there are those who fix the machine, some are just checking, some are just checking, there's a push - push the fabric trolley and there's a cleaning service being swept.
Not far from where Nashita and his team were, there was an angry man - angry with a thunderous voice, if not fierce Mister, who else?
Everyone is used to hearing Mr. anger. Hyun. All have been scolded and even yelled at. If you make a little mistake, get ready to get the rage of the Mister.
Many of them were not strongly scolded by the Mister. There was once someone who cried even someone who stopped working.
Only people who are thick with steel can survive working there, including Nashita.
Indeed, the Mister is a very wise man, and royal, as long as never make the slightest mistake.
If he feels happy and matches the results of someone's work, then he will never hesitate to give a gift to the person.
"See this! Still dirty! Dust is everywhere. You guys are a real job! You are paid handsomely here! I don't want to know, anyway if I go back, everything is clean!" snapped Si Mister on one of the cleaning services with eyes patterned.
"Good Mister!" answer the cleaning service with fear.
It looks Nashita and his team, Nina, Rani and Sinta are separating the reject fabric from the fabric. Then Hendrik the technician approached, about to help them, when they had trouble lifting the cloths.
"Here Nash, I'll help!" hendrik said as he lifted the cloth onto the table.
"Thank you! " said Nashita with a smile.
"That's the Boss if there is a place where he's angry just, suitable to be included MURI with the most anger category in one day, haha. haha!" hendrik said then chuckled.
Nashita, Rany, Sinta and Nina also laughed.
"That bill! Let's list it to MURI !" nina.
"Hushy! Don't screw - screw! later he heard," whispered Nashita, gluing her index finger to her thin orange lips.
"Nash, is your bike still in the workshop? If you're still in the workshop, go home with me!" take Hendrik to Nashita.
"No Hend, I don't know what time I'm home? I might be overtime again, we have a lot of cloth to check" Nashita replied.
"It's okay I'm waiting!" Hendrik.
Ahem!
"Damey! come to my room!" someone said they were Korean.
They turned towards the voice.
Nashita followed Mr. Hyun went to his room.
"Eh, what's up? What, Mba Nashita called? Don't don't let the Mister hear when we are gibahin," said Sinta shuddering in horror at the thought of Mr. Hyun grumpily.
"Come in!" mr's orders. Hyun on Nashita.
"Good mister!" nashita Sahut.
"Close the door again!"
"Good Mister!"
"Sit down!" decreed Mr. Hyun.
"You knew? Why am I calling you?"
'No Mister!"
"You're the team leader, set a good example for your people, instead of, morning-morning chatting and joking!" said Mr. Hyun stared intently at Nashita.
"I'm sorry Mister!" nashita said as she bowed her head.
"Later in the afternoon, come home with me!"
"Yes Mister? Going home with Mister?" ask Nashita flabbergasted.
"Qc…! Aye! I will be home with you!" answer Mr. Hyun's upset.
"Why should we go home?" ask Nashita.
"Qc..! Don't ask too many questions! Want me SP? threaten The Mister.
" Ti. dak Mister! " answer Nashita quickly.
"Good! Get back to work, don't talk too much!" said Mr. Hyun flicked his hand.
" Okay Mister! Excuse me! " said Nashita and left the room and went back to work.
Inside the room, Mr. Hyun was smiling - smiling to himself, while looking - looking at Nashita's photo in his gallery of handphones taken in silence while Nashita was working and while eating at hot pizzas.
"You're cute and cute and adorable, too" she muttered, staring at a picture of Nashita eating.
One of Nashita's photographs that Mr. Hyun. Taken secretly while Nashita is working.