"Argh!" Jeremy's screams boomed everywhere. "You idiot, what are you doing!"

"Sir, sorry I didn't do it on purpose."

"You stupid!" He pointed at the girl before him, asking annoyedly, "Who are you?"

"Me, sir?" asked the girl herself.

"Yes, you!" snapped Jeremy, a mature 32-year-old man. Handsome and cold. His gaze was sharp as if it could unsheathe.

"I--"

Before she finished her sentence, someone opened the door. "Excuse me—" Shaun, the manager at Golden Star was stunned. He is not an angel or human with a sixth sense that can immediately tell when his boss has an incident. Incidentally, they were discussing with Jeremy about employee performance reports, but instead, they were shocked by Nesta's presence. --with his stupid face and Jeremy, the angry boss. She has a hunch that something terrible must have happened here.

"It's good that you're here." Jeremy felt he could take his anger out on Shaun as well. "This stupid employee spilled hot coffee on my pants!"

"I swear, I didn't do it on purpose." The perpetrator tried to explain.

Shaun slapped his forehead. "Forgive her. She's a new employee here."

Jeremy a CEO who is known to be handsome and cold. He came from a distinguished family, intelligent, young, and creative. God bestowed many good things on him, so he became arrogant. Perfectionist, that's what he is. Don't try to make mistakes in front of him. "Fire her right now!"

"I'm sorry, sir." The perpetrator tried to explain.

"Oh, my...." Shaun slapped his forehead. "Forgive her, sir. She's a new errand girl.

Jeremy snorted. "Fire her right now!"

Shaun glances at Nesta--the errand girl who just spilled coffee.

Nesta panicked. Yes, just a day's work already fired?

Not to mention Mickey, who had been pushing various gifts to Nesta. Her mother asked for a new nightgown and cell phone, and her father secretly asked for leather shoes.

Hah! If she were sacked, the hopes of the four commoners would vanish.

This cannot be allowed

"Sir, I'm sorry." Nesta took a tissue, trying to clean the stains on Jeremy's pants.

"Where are your hands going!"

"Do you want to clean your pants?"

Good grief! Shaun shook his head.

Jeremy took a step back. "Don't try it, okay? You're not my wife. How dare you touch it!"

"Wife?" Nesta frowned in confusion. Is this what is called the fate of enslaved people? It always needs to be corrected here and there.

"Get out of my room!"

"Hah?" Nesta's mouth gaped. She felt so stupid in this situation.

Shaun took charge of the situation. "You go first, okay?"

"But, Sir

"Alright, just get out first. I'll take care of this."

Nesta complied. She excused herself to the bosses.

"Shit! Where's that girl from, anyway?" asked Jeremy after Nesta closed the door.

"That isn't it, and we recruited yesterday's employees, Sir," Shaun explained.

"Then you take it carelessly?"

"What?" Shaun refuses to accept Jeremy's accusations. Anything is called an origin. He is working overtime to choose which employee is suitable. "You said yourself choose the employee with the best test results. And that's the best, sir."

"Best where ever!" Jeremy snapped. "You don't see. She spilled hot coffee all over here." Jeremy pointed at his pants. "How to try my future!"

Shaun just sighed.

After his emotions had calmed down a bit, Jeremy sat down in his office chair.

"Anyway, I don't want to know. A fire that employee today!"

Shaun took a deep breath and let it out slowly. "We have fired many employees, Sir. If we fire him this time, it's called Mr. Devil. She's still a new employee."

Jeremy was inflamed. "You're the one I fired!"

Shaun is getting a headache. "But, Sir, apart from that, he signed a contract with us yesterday. She has worked for at least one year with us. If he stops midway, we impose a fine of three months' salary. Meanwhile, if we fire him for less than one year without fatal reason, we will know a hundred million penalty."

Jeremy flinched. "Crazy! A hundred million? What idiot made that rule?"

"You made it yourself."

Damn! Jeremy felt so stupid for such a rule. He was annoyed because he couldn't stop himself from firing annoying employees.

"So how?" Shaun is curious about Jeremy's decision.

The 32-year-old man leaned back in the chair.

"How can you choose the wrong employee like this, Shaun? Usually, you never recruit the wrong employee."

Shaun was silent.

"Just imagine, it's only been one working day like this. You really can't choose it."

This time, Shaun replied, "Well, weren't you the one who asked me to choose the employees according to your wishes?"

"My wish, how?" retorted Jeremy.

"You didn't say, choose employees who are strong, diligent, able to work, not weak, resilient when you are angry, not easily offended."

Jeremy massaged his head as he heard Shaun's explanation.

"When I took the test, Nesta answered closest to your criteria. Because she said, she was used to situations like this." Shaun tapped on Jeremy's desk for attention. "She lives with his fussy stepmother."

"So you're saying I'm as fussy as her stepmother?"

Shaun pursed his lips. Think by yourself!

Jeremy tried to remember. "Did I ask that?"

"I can show you the tape." Shaun was about to take his phone. Shaun is always on hand because Jeremy is unstable. He does have a good strategy for dealing with business projects. However, his emotions are zero big.

Often blamed, Shaun finally strategizes. Whenever Jeremy ordered it, he recorded it on his cell phone. As a backup, if the boss is 'relapsed'.

Jeremy hastily prevented. "No need. The important thing is from today. I don't want to see her again."

"But we can't just fire her, Sir. Employees also have human rights."

"Suit yourself. Anyway, I don't want to see that girl anymore."

"Okay, Sir, we can make arrangements, so you don't see Nesta again."

"I don't trust you anymore. I made my own rules. I'll send them to your email later."

Shaun waited in case.

"How come you're still quiet? Get on with work, Shaun!"

Sigh, Shaun, an excuse. Watch out if Jeremy still wants to 'talk' again! Maybe he'll be the one to resign.

"Mission, Sir!" Shaun is emotional.

"Hmmm!" Jeremy, who cares.

***

Nesta went to the pantry to clean up the remains of her work. His hands were shaking slightly. What if she got fired?

Lusi suddenly came clutching Nesta's hand.

Nesta complained of pain.

"What were you doing in Mr. Jeremy's room?"

"Work," she replied casually. Besides, Lusi's question was too strange. Nesta in Jeremy's room? Yes, bring coffee.

"Don't play games with you, okay?" Lusi is fierce, not playing with Nesta.

"You already know I'm still working still asked what."

"You've never been taught manners, have you? Talking to superiors has no manners."

"That's not it, Mom. You are the strange one, coming and playing with physical violence. Then, I'm also confused why you are curious about what I did earlier."

Lusi snickered. "What was the fuss?"

"I spilled coffee on Mr. Jeremy's pants earlier."

Lucy frowned. "How come?"

"Yes, when I ran out of time, I wanted to ask Mr. Jeremy where he wanted to put the coffee. He just kept quiet."

"Continue?"

"Because he kept quiet when I called him, I tapped his shoulder. He was even surprised. Spilled all of the coffee."

"You have the nerve to touch Jeremy!"

"Forced. After all, it's just a small touch. Here...." Nesta showed her shoulder. "That's just using nails, slowly."

"Ouch!" Lucy was getting annoyed. "You talk a lot, huh."

"Later, if I keep quiet, you will be confused."

"Oh my God..." Lucy was getting annoyed. "Look out!" She shifted Nesta's body.

Shifting, Nesta resumed his work. Lucy returned to the room.

"Strangely, she asked. She was the one who got angry. Nesta nagged at the dirty glass.

Nesta must be patient. This is the name of the person working. It's important to remember having no money is more horror than being scolded by the boss!

***

Back in the room, Shaun sits on a chair. Catching his breath momentarily, he called Nesta, asking the girl to come in. Nesta came shortly after.

"Come in!" Shaun said yes when someone knocked on the door. He guessed it was Nesta who had come.

Nesta enters. "Excuse me, Sir." She sits across from Shaun, mentally guessing she will be fired for sure.

Shaun looked at Nesta. "You know you went too far this morning," Shaun said.

Nesta just looked down. "I'm sorry, sir."

Shaun chuckled, then copied a file from his phone to the computer. Nesta glanced when something printed from the printer.

Shaun read it briefly. Then he folded the paper neatly. "It is for you." He handed the printout.

Will she be fired?

"Read it carefully, and let there be no mistakes."

"Okay, Sir."

"You can go back to work."

Nesta comes out of Shaun's room. Before starting work, she read the paper. Her eyes widened. Not a letter of dismissal. However, this is MORE DANGEROUS.

Crazy Jeremy!