Stuck In His Heart

The woman in the copy room became more and more furious as no one passed by at lunch time. Richie had no doubt that she would be famous if she kept talking.

His face darkened as she spoke. He pressed his lips and gave a faint smile.

"Well, what a bloodsucker!" He loosened his cuff link and smiled wickedly.

The man who had turned a deaf ear to such complaints in the past stood still at the moment, waiting for the accusations of the people inside to subside.

Standing behind him, Tim tried his best to hold back his laughter.

This must be a new secretary. And the boss picked her up personally. As a result, she didn't focus on her work but gossiped behind his back.

But her words were reasonable and witty.

Looking up at the man in black who gave off the black aura, Tim felt sorry for her in the bottom of his heart. Although she was very upright, she would bear the fury of this man later.

In the copy room came the woman's clear, deep voice, accompanied by a few chuckles. "When I have more money, I'll make him kneel down and sing ‘Conquer‘ for me."

With a mocking smile, Richie went straight away with big steps. His back seemed to be filled with anger. He must be in a very bad mood now.

Tim, who was following behind him, coughed and gave a thumbs up in secret. He admired the girl's courage.

They strode away. When a panicked woman pushed the door of the meeting room open, there was no one in the long corridor.

However, she didn't know that danger was approaching.

In the office, Tim looked at the silent man on the leather chair with a file. According to his understanding of Richie for many years, he must be sprayed into pieces when he went to talk about work now.

thinking about what the woman had just said, and then

out in the quiet office. Tim covered his face with

which made him laugh more and more unscrupulous. Until there was a shadow in front of him, the man realized danger and took a step back.

his head, smiled awkwardly and said, "Should I review the documents or call the others to

a straight face. His short black hair

false smile, he threatened, "If you keep on laughing, you will go to the head office in Africa. I need

and waved his hand. At this moment,

of it. That was because

of your words and deeds, or Africa will be waiting for you, a senior executive." Richie patted him on the shoulder. His thin lips were slightly raised, and his eyes

Tim said in a depressed voice,

The man sat back in his seat lazily and aggressively,

working with him for so many years,

at the document in his hand and was about to ask for his opinion when someone knocked on the door.

in her hand. She held the coffee with a smile on her face, which made her look

stranger in the office, her eyelids twitched. She then placed the coffee on

you asked me to prepare

than before, but her tone was so powerful that Tim suddenly felt that his facial muscles

an unfathomable expression on Richie's face. He had sat there, but his

smiled and

knew if she had spitted in the coffee. Given her performance

man's face darkened. Consuela didn't know why, but she kept smiling, not intending to make any

will go to collect

restaurant first. We don't have to depend on mistreating the employees to