Consuela took a step back subconsciously and her eyes were filled with ice.
In the middle of the meeting room, Richie was reading a document, which attracted everyone's attention, including Consuela.
With his long and narrow eyes, Richie raised his lips slightly and asked, "Consuela?"
He did not ignore the light in her eyes turning dim all of a sudden. He just felt that things became more interesting.
Consuela straightened her back and answered, "Yes, I am."
Her face was unable to make any expression as if it was injected hyaluronic acid, and she laughed embarrassedly.
She swore quietly and clenched her fists, trying to control her raging emotions.
She had never thought that she would be admitted to Sruthan Group. When she sent an application to Sruthan Group.just in order to fill her dream. She was unable to think anymore, and so she had believed it.
'He must be here to humiliate me,' she thought.
It was not hard to guess his identity by sitting in such a prominent place.
Under the surprised look of the crowd, Richie twirled his pen and said, "You're the only secretary I need."
He raised his head and met Consuela's confused eyes. Then he smiled, "Of course you can refuse."
His gesture was casual and unconcerned, which scared the working staff for a long time.
This was definitely not a cruel president.
The man's eyes twinkled with coldness, as if he could push her down the ninth floor without mercy when she refused.
Consuela shook her head with a bitter smile. She avoided his eyes and said modestly, "How could I refuse? It's my honor to work for you."
It's a fucking honor..
Amused by her reaction, he lowered his head and whispered in her ear, "Are you mad?"
Such a short distance made her smell the strong mint fragrance mixed with a faint smell of tobacco from him.
This was a very dangerous distance.
Consuela lowered her head and said with smile, "Of course not! I'm just...”
Her lips were suddenly touched by a slender and white finger. She looked up and met his deep eyes.
"Then hold it," he said these words mercilessly. As soon as he finished, he passed her and walked towards the door of the conference room.
As soon as the man left, the conference room was in an uproar. Eyes were fixed on Consuela.
Consuela bit her lips and didn't know whether she should go with that man or stay there.
A woman suddenly appeared in front of the door of the meeting room and with a low voice, she successfully stopped all the noise.
The woman was wearing an acerbic expression, and she said as cold as Richie, "The CEO said that Sruthan Group don’t raise idle people. If the design department can't hand out drawing before returning home, they will be fired."
The crowd whined. Then Consuela was taken to the Secretary Office by the woman. Seeing her colleagues with long legs and thin waist, she said, "Isn't it said that the boss doesn't like women?"
The woman lifted her glasses and glanced at her sharply. Her lips curved in a faint smile and she didn't answer.
"Your desk is over there. You'll start working tomorrow."
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