The Rotten Girl

Evening 5:58:03pm – Here I am standing in front of Kempinski Hotel doorway, hesitating.

I took out my handphone to confirmed one more time Ren Han’s SMS, words are neatly written using Sim Sun font: “6pm, Kempinski 3rd floor.”

That’s right, it’s here, 6pm. But the question is… what does he want to do?

Two hours ago, when Ren Han invited me to meet up at the hotel, I only thought that it was his small punishment for me for not willing to go to his office, but no matter what I really never thought that he would really sent me a message for the exact time and location.

A single man sending such SMS to a single woman, honestly it did makes me feel that this is a little ambiguous.

I stood in front of Kempinski entrance for a long time, I couldn’t bring myself to take a first step to walk in. For the 1001th speculation, Ren Iceberg what’s he up to?

Want to discuss specific arrangement for stealing materials? Looks like we should go to Cafe instead.

Stretching the friendship by having dinner to buy someone’s heart? It seems like we should go to restaurant instead.

Hotel, in this type of place where there are private rooms with bed available……could it be that…,Ren Han really planned to bed me?

I was shocked, thinking of there’s a possibility for the unwritten rules, I with my seemingly proud B cup was shivering with cold in front of the elevator.

If, I’m just saying if….Ren Han really planned to bed me, before he did that, should I strike first and gain the upper hand — might as well counterattack to let it reverse and bed him instead?

But then, “Unwritten Rules” this statement, seems that it always being used only for Boss against Subordinate, then if it’s the other way round , what will it call as?

Inside my brain is a complete mess, right at the time when I was biting my nail not knowing what to do, elevator sounded a ding sound indicates that it has reached the third floor. I raised my head to look up, consequently, my back turned stiff on the spot.

A magnificent red carpet that it is so soft that you might fall down when you step on it;

A snow white square-shaped tablecloths with an simple and elegant decorative design;

A graceful and charming young lady standing in front of the hall waiting to welcome the guests;

A hall filled with gorgeous and expensive variety of western style food and champagne;

And there’s also men wearing formal attire and women in a variety of skimpy formal dresses;

A bright-coloured banner hanging at the entrance of the hall:

The facts is telling me that this is a wine reception of XX Group.

The facts is also telling me that just now I’ve not been thinking straight, it was me who’s thinking too much and too pa.s.sionate.

The reason why Ren Han asking me to come …. probably asking me to attend the reception on behalf of the company.

As expected, here I am clasping my chin don’t know what to say, over there the urbane VP Ren pa.s.sing through the crowd, walking towards me, his face full of smile but the word spoken are frosty, “You’re late for one minute, deduct salary ¥50.”

I looked at the arrogant,high and mighty Ren Han, I had an impulse to give him a ferocious kick and a desire to enjoy myself looking at this old man screaming in pain at such an elegant reception.

Company Rules, attending client’s reception can not be late otherwise must deduct salary. There’s no problem with this, the problem is …. VP Ren, did you mention in your message that I’ll be attending a reception ?

Before I could have a chance to defend myself, I saw the crowds were whispering and realised that the next problem is more serious. I have yet to open my mouth to talk, Ren Han has fussily shoot a glance at me, “No makeup, not wearing formal dress, extremely no respect for the client’s reception. According to the rules, deduct ¥400.”

These days, there’s no way for me to live on. After deducting ¥1500 for monthly debt payment to “Huang Shi Ren” Ren Han, I merely left with ¥500 to pa.s.s my days. But just a moment ago within one minute time, VP Ren once again ruthlessly deduct ¥450, so I’m left with ¥50 enough to buy twenty packets of instant noodles.

Indeed it’s truly …. very very good!!!

I clenched my fist trying to endure, finally manage to asked the biggest doubt in my mind, “VP Ren, if I’m not mistaken, attending reception supposed to be Journalist Department matters. Our Editorial Department since when start have to follow you out for attending reception activity?”

Even if you want to beat a dog also need to see who’s the owner! My boss obviously is Li Zi Ru, Editorial Department Chief. Ren Han, no matter how high is your position, but to anyhow using people from other department, isn’t it a little too much?

“People in Journalist Department are all dead… all busy?”

After listening to my words, Ren Han smiled, swirling the wine gla.s.s on his hand and unfathomably said: “Do you think I want to be with you?”

Having said that, conveniently he threw a magnetic card to me and said, “Room 305, camera and recording pen are all inside. The meeting officially start at 6:30pm. Do a good recording job, understand?”

Rolling my eyes, I went to the room to get the camera. Understand, of course I understand. At the beginning when I just joined the company, the moment I heard who and who go to five star hotel for dinner or c.o.c.ktail party, I this little rookie was very excited. However, after six months, I’ve had a well versed knowledge.

Attending a reception, this kind of thing seems like glamorous matter, in fact it’s totally unreliable.

When a rookie such as myself attending a reception, definitely has to be accompanied by so-and-so Vice President or Big Boss. Nicely said, it’s Companion ; Ugly said, it’s Drinking Attendant. According to my understanding of VP Ren, for drinking entertainment, probably he’s not very keen in using me for that.

Therefore, I’m left with the second role - small servant. Have you seen any Bosses of News Media who were invited to attend a major events that he will do all the photo taking, recording and interviews by himself? Have you seen any Bosses whose insisting to write up news? It is us the small soldiers who had to put up with these kind of things.

Therefore, even if VP Ren forgot to inform me what’s the reason for coming to Kempinski, and because of this ruthlessly making fun of me, however nevertheless he still remembered to bring camera and voice recorders, because, everything prepared was for me.

By that time, when all the Bosses sitting down to have their meal and drinks, to talk happily and joke around, to see which MC is more beautiful tonight – I had to painstakingly work hard to do sound recording and taking picture at the front stage.

Eat? Don’t even think about it, which reception that after it ended, I don’t need to go home to eat?

I miserably cursing in silent. While looking for the room, I’ve decided to see if I can find anything to eat inside the room.

However, the room card has not yet been inserted into the door, room 305′ door has automatically opened.

“President Liu?” Unexpectedly, Big Boss has personally attended this small reception.

Big Boss smiled so happily when he saw me, he looked around outside the door, making sure that no one was around, then anxiously pulling me and said: “Come in, I’ve waited quite a while for you.”

…….

No, it can’t be?

Mummy, Sis Xiao Fu, Can Can, Xiao Wei , save me! I would rather be raped by Ren Iceberg a thousand times, rather than by Big Boss, not even half a time ah !!!