Chapter 17 The President Is So Handsome

Erin’s heart skipped a beat upon hearing that she was in trouble with the director again. She could already guess that this was about the image retouchings.

In the director’s office, Caleb was sitting in front of his monitor replying to emails. He raised his head to look at Erin and asked in a cool voice, “Do you know why you’re here?”

Erin nodded. “Yes.”

“What do you know then?”

“I know that if I’m ever sick, I need to take a leave in advance and settle my work before that,” she said sincerely.

Caleb stopped typing. He leaned back into his chair and said coldly, “I don’t think you understand. Your irresponsibility has hindered the progress of the other designers! This has nothing to do with whether you were sick. You must always finish your work because the clients don’t care about your personal problems. They only want to see results! Unless you’ve died or you’ve quit working at Frost Corporations, any other explanation is just an excuse! Do you understand?”

Erin was pale; she could never imagine that such a renowned company could be so ruthless.

However, this was the way things were at the company, so she answered, “I understand.”

“Get out and do your work. I don’t care how long it takes you or if it means you have to work overtime. The tasks assigned to you must be completed on the same day!” Caleb looked away and continued with his work.

Erin left the office after promising one last time that she understood him. She was still feeling light-headed and should’ve been recovering at home, but she had no choice now. She had just returned to her seat when Mr. Jones announced in the open concept office, “Just a reminder to be punctual for the afternoon meeting later.”

The designers all started working on another busy day.

Erin turned on her Apple monitor. Frost Corporation provided their designers with technological facilities of the highest quality. Rumor had it that Frost Corporation had the employees of their computer manufacturers personally come over to set up the computers. Even Erin, who was currently only responsible for retouching images and running errands, was using top-of-the-line equipment. The reasoning behind this was to standardize the quality and color of all the designers’ work, reflecting their professionalism.

images; it was a skill that she’d honed when

Finally, she finished all ten of

evening. The ten images have been retouched. I’m so

designer replied, “Just watch

breath of relief after she saw the message. She knew that the designer had already seen the images that she’d retouched, and since the designer didn’t say

designers would assign her more work, but surprisingly, no

she’d bought her sandwich earlier in the afternoon, she’d also bought some cold medicine, which made her drowsy. She was only still

hit 6 pm, she started to pack up her things and get off

Smiling, she said, “Erin, do you have anything to do

head. “No thanks. I think I’m going to go home to rest.

did you

I had unfinished work here.” Erin

that Dana noticed her complexion. “Oh my, you really don’t look so good. You should

said her goodbyes and walked

were also in the elevator, and Erin stood expressionless in a

the president coffee. My goodness, I’ve worked in the

it? Was

fucking hot! The president was even better looking than the actors on screen. Not even the younger actors can compare! He’s the most attractive man I’ve ever met

you serious? Is he really

accepts any interviews. Otherwise, he would go viral on

so lucky to have been able to meet the president. I’m so jealous; we’ve never

voices after a while. Right now, all she wanted was to lie down and

elevator arrived on the first floor, Erin’s phone

was immediately shaken from her drowsy state. It was just like a traffic light—once the

of workers getting off work. She walked to the entrance of the staircase and checked her phone. The message read, “Come to the president’s office and

off work, but she still had

of those images made her dial down her anger and buy

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