Please Change my Destiny!

Please Change my Destiny!
Flotillas


"Get out!" He said to Reno who had just given a job report.


Now Reno is no longer his friend, but only a subordinate.


Standing up, the turning of the body leads to a glass wall behind his work chair.


The view penetrates without limits.


Now he's back alone.


As a social creature, He may not be able to stand long on his own feet. But what he wants to say he must still be able to support his own body without the help of others.


For one mistake, he was abandoned by everyone.


That's as hard as it's called an apology.


Maybe from now on, he'll go back to work on his own.


Without family.


Without parents.


And without friends.


All it takes is money to pay the man.


Turn towards his desk, pick up the phone on the desk and press the dial button.


"Please ask OB, set up a desk next to you."


Short solid and clear. But able to make the people there tight-knit.


Ghea thought, if soon someone will shift his position as a private secretary.


Keep following orders from the Boss, feeling even though his future is threatened.


Contacting OB at command.


"It's ready sir." Reported to Dihyan after a while.


"Call the Fleet of public relations! I don't know whose full name is." Dihyan's orders again.


"Ready sir!" Gea again nodded in taking orders. Keep praying in your heart to be the best for him.


The door is knocked back for the umpteenth time, featuring Ghea with a young man who also thinks of her fate after this behind her.


What reason is he called a leader?


Maybe it was a big mistake he made on purpose. Or maybe there is something that has offended the boss.


He was just unusual, feeling himself not authorized just to meet with the highest superiors.


"You can get out!" Dihyan looked at Gea.


His secretary had actually been waiting for what his boss would say. Maybe it has something to do with his job too. " Good Sir!" justjust assuage.


"You're married?" Dihyan started the interview.


"Not yet." The young man replied firmly. Without being invited to sit down, the man stood firmly before Dihyan.


"Have a girlfriend?"


"Not yet sir." Responding hesitantly, afraid if his hearing is wrong catch.


"Good!" Dihyan. " Never been in a relationship?" Dihyans.


"Ever sir." Flotillas.


"Since when?" Dihyans.


"S-M-P sir." Still doubtful. Letters are spelled one by one.


What is this interview in what order? Dating has nothing to do with work.


"Waaaah, the temperature turns out." Dihyan smiled mockingly.


Imagine if a boy who has just split up sleeps with his mother has started dating.


"How many are you?" Dihyan had now been propped up with his chin while looking at the young man before him. This discussion is a little more interesting than the talk about work.


The fleet grimaced, thinking if he had to calculate from where.


"I don't know enough sir."Flotillas.


At that moment, Dihyan's laughter broke.


Hahaha,...


Imagine if he was a much older man who had a girlfriend to a wife with just one finger.


"Many means." Say it with the rest of the laughter.


The head nodded, either the man understood or accepted the subordinate's confession.


Imagine Junior High children expressing their love, what would they say?


L like you?


Love you?


Loving you?


What was the answer of the girl he shot.


Yeah, I like you too.


Yes, I Love You too. Or, or,


Yes, I love you too.


Aduuuh, amused to feel this stomach.


The newly hatched child is smart to say love to the opposite sex.


So do not be surprised if the current generation matures faster than the previous gangeration.


His dream was fixed on Divany, the younger brother bontot. Already High School the girl is still often accompanied by Mama before her sleep.


Especially if sick, beuuuh manjanya not kelulungan.


Mama can only move from her side to the bathroom.


Does the girl know the words of love?


Ah, nevermind!


Armada, A little Young Man is capable of stealing his attention.


"I want someone who can be trusted about my work and personal affairs." Dihyan's talk may be starting to get serious.


"You can, right?"


"Ready sir!"


Again Dihyan nodded as he received the man's resolute answer.


"You're cleaning up your stuff!" Dihyan said softly and then lowered his head.


That short sentence was able to open the eyes of the Fleet.


He's fired.


He's fired.


"Tell Ghea to make you a mutational letter!"


Pufft, don't get fired, but where are you going?


"I told Ghea to set up a desk next to her. That's where you are!"


Again the young man gasped at the words of his boss.


She was moved upstairs? as what?


"understand?"


"Ready Sir!" His reply stomped, the truth was that he was shocked to hear command after command.


"You can get out!" Dihyans.


"Well Sir!"The young man nodded then flipped his body out of the room.


Quiet behind the door, thinking about what he should do at this time.


"Why you?" The question of Ghea who was able to attract his wandering mind.


Walking towards Gea with a stiff and confused face.


"Sister, sir dihyan said, emm, make it, make it, get me a mutation letter for my part." Flotillas.


Still a little confused until the sentence composed a little ambiguous.


"What do you mean by your mutation letter?" Gea.


"I-yes, brother." The fleet while nodding its head politely. This woman before him had a higher status than him. In terms of age, Ghea was older even though only a few years.


"Mutation to where?" Ghea started typing, not allowing the man to sit down.


" Not knowing it either, Brother."


"What the hell are you? Just walked into the boss's room, and what did the boss say?"


The fleet fell silent, the boss did not tell him which part of the mutation to go to.


"So the boss said, he said brother, sorry. Told to set up a table, .. for me."


"Oh, maybe this one!" Ghea hit the table next to her desk. It seems that everything is ready with computers and other work equipment.


Armada understands, whether he as what will be. The Secretary is already there, even with a Personal Assistant.


At least his workplace was clear.


"Sister, I'll take a moment. Wanna clean up the stuff downstairs first."


"Hemm," Ghea without looking at him, the woman had been busy with fingers dancing on the keyboard.


After some time, the young man reappeared with a box of luggage and his purse.


Slowly approaching, put his things very slowly. Fear of interfering with the boss' secretary's work.


The man had finished arranging his things, but the girl beside him was still busy with work regardless of himself.


Confused what to do now.


Asking? Afraid disrupt.


The man just kept quiet while staring at the girl beside him.


The hand had been on top of the keyboar, but I didn't know what to type there.


Every now and then his eyes crossed over to the side table.


Is that secretary all pretty?


"Why you?" Gea with a little cynical. Being stared at for quite a long time by a man, in fact makes it wrong.


"What do I do, brother?" Ask sungan.


"What did sir say? Did the boss say what is the same to you? Give half-command. Wonderful deh.  You too, instead of asking the boss what his job is, uh ask me. I also know what you want to do."


As people felt threatened by his position, it felt like Gea wanted to be a little stingy. I don't want to share my job with this young man.


Let them do it themselves without him.


He wants to feel a little appreciated, sought because the work of his successor is less than satisfactory.


The fleet grimaced at the nagging of the beautiful woman.


Maybe he's been interfering with the secretary's concentration.


"Why Ge?" Reno approached the two.


"Emm, this is sir. Can you please give him a job desk for him?" The face was a little clear, hoping that Reno would give a little work to the young man. At least for a while his position was safe.


Reno sneered with both shoulders raised, For this matter he was a little indifferent. He did not know there was a new staff that his boss hired.


At least do not bother, even because he felt he would not be here forever.


Remember Rima is waiting there.


"You go downstairs, ask for a report on each revision, keep checking for monthly meetings!"


"Good sir!" The fleet swiftly stood up from its seat. Nodding for a while before it passed for the sake of doing the task Reno commanded.


"Done?" Reno asked Ghea.


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