My Female Manager Roommate

Have no choice

I went to the Director's office. She had just returned from a meeting and， seeing me， she smiled and said，“Peter has already spoken to you， hasn't he?”

I hurried forward.“Director， why did you choose me? Look， my experience isn't as rich as those older drivers. They're more steady because of their age. Could you please switch me with someone else?”

The Director looked at me with a smile.“What? You don't want to drive such a beautiful woman around? What exactly do you want then? You prefer driving those clients， those old men? Besides， as her dedicated driver， you won't be as tired in the future.”

I laughed and said，“Director， wouldn't it be just as good if I drove you in the future? You are so young and beautiful; you need someone handsome like me to add to your image.”

“Haha， I don't need that. I can drive myself. If I really need you to drive me， I'll call you in advance.” She walked into her office as she spoke.

I quickly followed her in. I made her a cup of tea and brought it to her.“Director， why don't you think it over again? It's really not appropriate for me to go. Please change it to someone else.”

“Not appropriate? I think it's quite appropriate. Besides， Evelyn herself hasn't picked any faults with you， so what are you complaining about?”

I thought to myself that she had no choice. If she had any other option， she wouldn't have used me. Even if she's using me now， she might kick me to the curb any day.

I smiled and said，“Director， aren't you afraid that I'm so handsome I might fall in love with her? And then we might do something inappropriate.”

Before I could even finish my sentence， the Director slapped her desk and pointed at me， shouting，“Brian， stand up straight! wipe that smirk off your face. Let me tell you， Evelyn is someone I spent a fortune and a lot of effort to hire. I put a lot of thought into assigning you to her. Don't you dare get any ideas about Evelyn.”

Seeing that the Director was really angry， I knew I had misspoken. How could a driver like me have designs on a manager? If the manager has a family and children， the Director wouldn't be able to explain it to them.

“Director， I know I was wrong. Don't worry， I will definitely do this job well.”

The Director's tone softened. She looked at me and said，“Just don't let me down， that's all. And another thing， from now on， if she goes out on Saturdays or Sundays， you'll need to put in the extra effort.”

Hearing that I had to drive her to and from work Monday through Friday， and now keep her company on weekends too... was I a driver or her nanny? I didn't dare complain to the Director about this. Whatever she said goes. I'll do it for now and see. If it really doesn't work out， I'll come back and find her.

“Director， I'll head back then. By the way， our department is hosting a welcome dinner for the manager tonight. Do you want to join us?”

Director Wang smiled and said，“I won't go. You just treat Evelyn well.”

I had just turned around to leave when I heard Director Wang say again，“Brian， wait a moment.”

I turned back around. I saw her take a carton of Davidoff cigarettes from her drawer.“Here， take this.”

I quickly smiled and said，“Director， you gave me some just a few days ago. I haven't even finished those yet. I really don't need these.”

She winked at me and said，“You don't want it? Fine， forget it. I don't believe I can't give away good cigarettes like these.”

Hearing that， I immediately rushed to her desk and snatched it away.“In that case， Director， I'll keep it here for now. I'll give them to clients when I drive them around someday.”

She laughed and said，“You brat， still being falsely polite with me. Do a good job and don't cause trouble. If Manager Su ever comes to me to complain， see how I deal with you.”

I nodded and said，“Director， don't worry. I guarantee I will complete the tasks assigned by my superiors.”

“Hahaha， alright， alright. Get going now. You're an eyesore to me.”

After leaving the Director's office， I tucked the carton of cigarettes inside my shirt， terrified the others would see. If they saw it， they’d swipe a few packs from me again.

On the way back， I happened to pass the new manager's office. Does she know yet that I'm her dedicated driver?

Back in the office， Peter and the others were just about to walk out the door. I stopped them and asked，“Where are you guys going?”

Old Zhao laughed and said，“We're going to the restaurant.”

“What about me? What am I supposed to do?”

Peter patted my shoulder and said，“Young man， you just wait here for our beautiful manager. We're leaving first， hahaha.”

Those old geezers. Are they trying to piss me off on purpose? With the way you guys behaved today， I’m not sharing this Davidoff with you.

Back in the office， I had just finished hiding the cigarettes when my phone started ringing. I looked and saw it was an unfamiliar number.

I didn't pick up the first time， but it rang again immediately. Who is this? Don't they know phone bills cost money?

I pressed the answer button and heard a very gentle voice from the other end.“Brian， do you have time right now?”

The voice sounded familiar， but I really couldn't place it for a moment.“Who are you? What's it to you if I have time? You asking me out for dinner?”

“In your dreams. This is Sophia. The manager asked me to ask you if you have time now; she wants to go back and change her clothes.”

“Tell her to wait an hour. I'm going to wash the car first. Otherwise， I'm afraid the manager will think the car is dirty and won't be comfortable sitting in it.” After saying that， I hung up the phone.

I thought to myself， it's working hours and she wants to go back and change clothes? Is she that eager to drink? Even if it's a welcome dinner， that's for tonight. It's barely past four o'clock.

I wanted to lie down on the stool for a while， but just then my phone rang again. Who is it now? So annoying.

I picked up the phone and said impatiently，“Hello? Who is this?”

“It's me， Evelyn. Drive the car to the office door within ten minutes. I need to go out.” She hung up immediately after speaking.