The Day He Matured

I lazily looked at the alarm clock that was urging me on. Today is the day I officially become Brian’s secretary.

I don’t want to go to the company at all. Can I pretend to be sick and take leave?

But if I do that, what will it solve? I also have only thirteen days of leave.

Getting out of bed, I lazily prepared and went to work. I just need to try for one more year.

A year will pass quickly and I will have a good profile to apply for a better company. I need to research that company thoroughly to make sure it doesn’t belong to the Hana corporation.

Because my mood was not good, plus my legs hurt, I walked very slowly, my soul floating, thinking in the clouds.

Only when I felt that I had just bumped into someone, I was startled and fully awake.

“Are you okay?” A warm male voice spoke up. His hand holds mine, helping me regain my balance.Content rights belong to NôvelDrama.Org.

“I’m okay? I’m sorry.” I replied and took a step back, stretching the distance between the two of us.

Wait, why does this man look so familiar? I’ve seen him somewhere before.

On the road? No. On the banquet table? Nor is it.

This high nose, bright eyes, and intelligent forehead are very familiar.

“Are you… are you the general manager of Hana Corporation?” I asked quickly as soon as I remembered I had seen him in the newspaper.

“Right. It’s me.”

The confirmation sentence from Harold made me so excited that I had to cover my mouth with my hand. God, I just bumped into the first brightest heir to a billion-dollar corporation.

But why is he here? Is it possible that he is like Brian, he holds some position in the AD company.

Two golden dragons suddenly arrived here. Is there going to be a change?

“Ah… hello, general manager of Hana Corporation. Sorry for bumping into you. I… I’ll go first.”

After saying that, I immediately ran straight. Even though I was in pain, my central nervous system gave me orders, so my legs had to try to follow.

The moment I stepped into the elevator, I breathed a sigh of relief. However, when the elevator door was closing, it suddenly opened again and the person entering was none other than Harold.

He reached out and pressed the number five, that’s where I wanted to go.

I almost held my breath for several minutes, and when the elevator arrived, I politely asked him to step out first.

Although I am a woman, he is a big boss, I should still be humble to him even though he also intends to condescend to me.

In the end… I was the one to step out first because he was so stubborn, he kept gesturing for me to come out.

What caught my eye at this moment was the handsome face of my boss, Brian. His face was cold as if he had just come out of the freezer compartment of the refrigerator.

Yes, according to Hellen’s words, Harold and Brian do not like each other. Harold always wanted to find a way to push Brian out of the Hana Corporation.

I’m not surprised when my ex-boyfriend shows this expression.

“I want to talk to you. Oh no, I’ve come to pass on your grandfather’s words to you.” Harold happily spoke up, breaking the awkward atmosphere.

Brian turned to me, told me to take Harold to the office to wait for him, then walked past the two of us, entered the elevator, pressed the button, and disappeared.

I stared blankly at Brian. Did he have something more important than talking to Harold?

“Please follow me.”

I said and took a step forward, I could hear the sound of Harold’s shoes walking behind me.

When we entered the office, everyone was dumbfounded and I knew they were looking at Harold.

Compared to Brian, Harold is much more prominent in height and beauty.

After making a pot of hot tea and placing it on the table and inviting him to use it, I went out and returned to my desk.

Brian still hasn’t given me a specific job, so I take the time to clean up my seat, collect the wrong printed documents to destroy, then give them to the janitor.

“Are they here? No wonder I didn’t see them. Too distracted.”

I sighed, complaining about my poor memory. With four contracts buried in a pile of discarded papers, how could I find them?

At that time, I suspected that a colleague was playing tricks on me. I am too guilty.

After taking the big paper box down to the janitor’s room, I went to the window and inhaled some morning air.

The moment I was about to leave, my eyes stopped on the couple standing opposite the company, across the street. My eyes are not nearsighted and I can see that they are Brian and Hellen.

My conjecture is correct. They were already a couple. He returned to this country and she followed him back.

Before that, she had delegated management of the Black Roses here to someone else and disappeared like him.

The moment Brian opened the car door for Hellen to enter, I quickly left the window, went to the human resources department to report the timekeeper did not recognize my finger, and then returned to the sales department.

There is something bitter, choking in my heart. It’s painful, it’s annoying.

I should congratulate him, right?

Not long after that, Brian returned, and his conversation with Harold lasted only five minutes. A speed I couldn’t have imagined.

As Harold passed me, he stopped and told me to use Black Roses scar cream after the wound was completely healed.

I didn’t expect that someone like him would notice my knees.

“Yes, I will buy it,” I replied. I felt the blood rush to my face.

“A secretary’s appearance is very important. If your legs are beautiful, you will be beautiful when you wear a short skirt.”

“Yes.”

What the heck? He said that if my legs are pretty, I’ll look pretty when I wear a short skirt. Is Harold paying attention to me just because I’m wearing a short skirt?

But this is the company uniform, even if I want to lengthen the short skirt, I can’t do it.

However, when I looked up, I saw a warm, friendly ray of sunshine in his eyes, not the lustful eyes of the guys who love girls.

Right. Who is Harold? I am overconfident about myself. Brian used to be infatuated with me, but that doesn’t mean his brother has the same hobby as him. The two of them were not of the same bloodline.

“The tea you make is very delicious, I hope I will enjoy it again.”

“Yes.”

I could only reply like that because I didn’t know what else to say.

Put the tea in the pot and then pour boiling water into it, there is no art, no secret.

Originally, this kind of tea used to receive guests was quite expensive, of course, it was delicious. However, someone like him must have enjoyed even better teas.

I would take it as the words of a gentleman, grateful for the smallest things, unlike the guy sitting in the glass room.

Waiting for Harold to leave, I sat down again. Out of habit, I looked into the director’s room again and I saw that Brian was also looking at me.

Before I could turn away, he raised his hand and waved.

He wants me to go in there, doesn’t he? Maybe he wants to give me a job.

Exactly as I guessed, Brian quickly read the schedule of appointments for the next two weeks for me to take notes. I must remember and remind him.

Why is this guy reading so fast? My hands are inherently inflexible, so the operation is slow.

I hadn’t finished writing the first sentence, but he had read the second and third sentences, making my mind confused.

“The appointment with director Vincent of U&M company is Tuesday, right?” I asked because I couldn’t remember what Brian had just read.

“Wednesday. Tuesday is the day I will go to survey the apartment building under construction in District 5. You have to learn how to take notes quickly, later, in meetings, everyone will speak faster than me, while one person has not finished speaking, someone else will interrupt.”

Honestly, I wanted to throw my notebook and pen in Brian’s face. I was told that I was not qualified for this position. Bad stuff. Bastard. The bully.

Women were born to be loved and cherished by men, not to be tortured and terrorized by men. Doesn’t he know the philosophy of this modern age? This ancient ape.

Leaving the director’s office, I plopped down on the swivel chair. I felt drained of energy and depressed.

Where has my energy gone? I’m depressed. I am lazy. I want to work as a maid like in the old days. Too bad. Why do I always have such backward thinking?

Just now, I wrote fast so my handwriting was so bad that I couldn’t even read it, so I had to type it and save it on my computer screen and set an alarm to remind me because I was afraid I would forget.

“Bella, are you not feeling well? Your face…”

“Nothing. I’m not used to the new position so I’m a little worried.” I laughed, interrupting Mrs. Erina’s concern.

“Little by little, you’ll get used to it. In the past, I was also a secretary to the general manager, and then I was gradually promoted to deputy sales manager. Here’s your chance. Try your best.”

Yes, even if I don’t want to, I have to try until I turn into a dead person. Life does not cause difficulties for anyone, only people make it difficult for each other.

I miss my old boss. I regret the time full of enthusiasm and passion for selling houses when I was an employee under his command.

Now he is the deputy general manager of AD company and I was also promoted. But I feel like I’m about to ascend to heaven. Too much pressure, too tired.

As soon as it was time to get out of work, I quickly rearranged my documents and walked out of the room quickly because I was afraid Brian would get excited, pull me back, and ask me to do something.

The first time, I entered the line, inching little by little to get closer to the timekeeper. Fortunately, this afternoon the timekeeper accepted me.

The moment I left the line and walked out the door, I was in a somewhat relaxed mood when I saw the two birds helping each other to fly back to the nest.