#3
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Crist spreads his arms Now he looked down at himself sloppy with iced coffee. What day is it today! Why is there such a bad thing this morning? Crist sighed, trying to suppress his frustration. and his eyes slowly looked at the person in front Chased from the tip of the foot until a face that looked at him with wide eyes and a mouth held open
“A silly-faced kid with glasses. Walking without looking at the ship's eyes, this place is not the place for a child like you to wander around.” Crist let out a hint of displeasure when the girl in front of him bumped into him. until the iced coffee in the girl's hand spilled onto his clothes.
“If I had known that I had come to this place, I would have met a man who had so many uneducated dogs in his mouth. I'm definitely not going to let the sniff stick to my shoes.” Gorya was dissatisfied with the words of a man with only faces.
“Your mouth is very good. Grandmother's mouth never stops smelling milk. You don't even know who I am.” Crist stared at the man in front of him, eye-to-eye contact through thick glasses that looked back at him fearlessly as well. Crist again looked at the girl from head to toe, and in his mind This woman has a taste for dressing very out (Obsolete) in his eyes.
The unsatisfied clump of Gorya, the man's scornful look in front of him. She didn't seem to avert his gaze. Even if she had to raise her head to meet his eyes! Because this man should be over a hundred and eighty centimeters tall.
“Whoever it is! I don't want to know Because my brain cells are worth more than coming to know and remember someone like you.”
“Security guard!!!” Crist shouted loudly. when his patience was about to run out because he didn't want to be called hurting women
“Yes.” Uncle Chad, a security guard at the door, ran in as soon as he heard the boss's voice.
“Bring this grandma!!! Get out of here, wait, here!!!” That was all Crist said and walked away without turning to look at Gorya with wide eyes in disbelief that this was the act of a man called a man. but lacks masculinity
Counter staff who hurriedly stood up and looked at the 'accident' for a while, but she did not dare to enter. Because there is no one here who would not know Crist, Martin Shearer, and how terrifying this young man's temper was. And this was a merit that she saw the first woman who dared to speak to the hot-blooded young boss.
“Ms.Gorya, are you hurt anywhere?” The officer in front of the counter immediately moved to look at Gorya as Crist walked away.
"Uh!...No...Gorya, I'm sorry..." Gorya said, raising his hand to pay homage to the officer who asked her in concern. And she raised her hand to pay homage to the housewife who hurriedly cleaned the area where the 'accident' occurred, which everyone said it was okay, it was an accident.
!!!!...that's it!!!... It was an 'accident', why would everyone here understand it was an 'accident', but why didn't he know it was an accident?
“Ah!...Ms.Khemika has arrived.” Gorya turned to look at the eyes of The counter staff said... “Hello, Khemika…”
"Hello..." Khemika greeted back casually.
“Ms.Khemika... Ms.Gorya. She arrived a while ago.”
"Hello....Ms.Gorya?....." Khemika greeted, but she didn't understand was...
“Hello….It's called Gorya. By pen name is fine..." Khemika nodded in understanding immediately. because she had never seen the real owner of the poem 'Defeat Satan' is younger than I thought.
"I'm sorry to keep you waiting for Gorya," Khemika replied politely.
"It's okay...Gorya comes before the appointment time..." Khemika smiled and she thought. I feel destined for this writer already.
“...Then let's continue our conversation in the conference room... summon the relevant people to the meeting room.” The first sentence, Khemika said to Gorya. After the sentence, she turned to her staff.
Gorya walks with Khmerika at the invitation. Forget the ringtone of the previously called phone. She hadn't even picked it up to look at it, an 'accident' happened before.
' On the Cristian side...at the same time...at Office of the Chief Executive Officer'
“Crist eyes...what happened?!” Madam Sasithorn greeted the only son who walked into the office in a sloppy, wet condition.
“Hello, Mother…” Crist walked in and kissed Madam Sasitorn on the cheek as usual. I walked over and bumped into it.”
“Go, go in and change clothes inside… It’s time for the meeting.” Crist nodded and excused himself to enter the inner room. at this office There will be another small room for Crist's rest. When you have to work day and night, yes! No one knows about this matter that Crist owns the policy that has been in place for the past two years in running the station until it reaches the number one spot with very high popularity and ratings. Aside from Madam Sasithorn and her important assistant, Khemika, who Cristians love and respect like sisters of the same blood.
Grrrr Grrrr Madam Sasithorn picked up her phone when it called.
"What's up Khem....Good, I'll go down soon." Madam Sasithorn smiled. When Khemika, whom she loved like a daughter, called to inform that the author of the poem had arrived.
“Crist… Mom, let’s go down to the conference room first… it’s done, hurry up and follow me.”
“Yes…” Crist answered the voice of Madam Sasithorn standing at the door telling him. and look at yourself in the reflection of the mirror that he took off the shirt he had been wearing this morning and take a damp cloth to wipe the still stained coffee stain
“Crazy Young Grandmother!” Crist muttered. When the image of the girl that caused him to waste time is now
'At the meeting room'
Gorya sits and listens to the director of this story. Explain to them and press to open the picture of the actors. on the big screen for you to see whether the interpretation and identity of each actor chosen for a role match or be close to what she wrote; and when it comes to the female lead The director made two pictures for her to see because of this. The actress is half Thai-Italian. So he asked her opinion of who should be better...but she still didn't give an answer….
“Push…” The sound of the conference room door being pushed in. along with new arrivals
“Sorry to all those who interrupted,” Madam Sasithorn said kindly and politely to everyone. who simultaneously stood up and raised their hands to pay respects to the newcomers
“Ms.Gorya…” Gorya stood up as well. turned towards Khmerika who called her. because in this room She's the only one who doesn't officially know the newcomer... "This is Madam Sasithorn...the station's chairman."
"Hello..." Gorya greeted, raising his hand to pay respects. Older people…
"Hello...don't believe it, you have to believe…Ms.Gorya looks younger than we expected...so good," said Madam Sasithorn kindly. When he greeted the woman in front of him who bowed beautifully.
“Thank you…” Gorya, who did not know how to respond. She chose the middle word that she could think of in response to Madam Sasithorn, who looked like a kind and mature woman
“Where have we talked?” Madam Sasithorn turned to ask the director who the channel assigned this task to.
“To the female lead…” Madam Sasithorn nodded. and tell everyone to keep working…
“…I would like to have a meeting.” When everyone in the meeting room sat back down. and immediately started where it left off….
“Who do you think Ms.Gorya thinks should be?” The director immediately asked. when everyone is ready Gorya again turned to the screen showing the female lead. She kept silent and stared at the options in front of her. Both of them were half-breeds.
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