Episode 3

CHAPTER 3

I entered my room and took my bag. I took the cellphone in my bag and looked for a contact there. I put on my earphones while moving towards the car.

"Miss! Where are you going?" my personal assistant asked, surprised to see me leave.

"I will be spacious. There are things to be taken care of. I wait for your report," I said immediately darted to leave it.

I drive my car in medium to high speed. After hearing the explanation from Mr. Arya and Alea about developments there I have prepared what important things I will say.

This is indeed not my first biggest project. So I'm not too worried about the various questions that will be asked by my client. I also rarely get directly involved in the field. I have given all my teams direct direction to arrange activities there.

I parked my car near my project site. I saw Mr. Arya approaching me in a hurry. I got out of the car and slightly tidied my appearance.

"Finally you come, miss. I don't know what else to do."

I go hand in hand with Mr. Arya whose breath is still hunting.

"The owner of Next Corporation has been waiting all this time. And it seems he has begun to be impatient," explained Mr. Arya.

"It's not our fault if he waits long. Previously he didn't make an appointment if he wanted to meet with me or the other higher-ups."

Mr. Arya began biting his fingers at the words of his boss. Oh hopefully the boss won't say anything. 

"That's the representative of Next Corp," whispered Mr. Arya.

I walked with certainty approached my client. There were a number of people gathered at one of the tables which was usually used for the contractor meetings.

"Mr. Arya! Is this the representative of Gunawan Construction?" asked a man who was to the right of the chair.

Some people who stood turned and looked at my arrival. I conclude that they are subordinates of Next Corp's owner.

"Yes. She is Miss Crisya who handles the planning part of this project"

"We have been waiting please," said the man earlier.

I walked past the men who were standing neatly behind the chairs. I turned to face the chair where the owner of Next Corp sat behind me.

A young namja sat relaxed with his legs crossed to each other watching the gadget presented in front of me. I'm not surprised to see a young man holding the post of CEO. Because now there are many young people who have extraordinary talent.

The man put down his ipod and looked up at me. Our eyes met. His gaze was piercing and slightly intimidating. I know this look. I often see those eyes when I meet my other clients.

"Good afternoon. Introduce me Cyisya Abellin who is responsible for this project in the planning section."

I reached out my hand politely.

The man looked at me for a moment then stood up. He justified the buttons on his shirt then reached for my hand.

"Steve Jobs. Next Corp representative," he explained briefly.

I can feel my hand held tightly. His big hands covered my small hands.

I tried to shake our handshake. But somehow it feels difficult. My hands seemed to be held tightly and could not be released. I glanced at my hand then turned to my client's face.

I let out a look that said 'please let go'. I'm really uncomfortable in a situation like this.

Our hands finally released after he let go of his grip. I cleared my throat slowly feeling the atmosphere was a bit awkward.

"Your appearance is different from most section heads"

Judging gaze visible from his face. He saw me from top to bottom which he repeated many times.

"We really don't have special rules for dressing. As long as it's polite and neat doesn't matter." I answered.

"Courteous? Tidy?" he said scoffing.

Oohhh I really don't like his gaze  I don't like the tone of this voice. Impressed condescending and judging something according to what he saw.

"Aren't you here to ask about the development of this project?" I asked, turning the question impudently.

"Miss." whispered Mr. Arya, scared to hear my words that sounded brave.

I saw him raising an eyebrow with interest. He looks a little comforted by my words.

"I want to look there directly." he replied casually.

"Fine, I'll take it."