Now You've Got What You Want

Nomsa lifted her feet and walked in. She left the door unclosed and smiled innocently, "Mr Green, you have been discharged from hospital. I was going to visit you today." The manager of the market department was called Stone Green. He was married and had a daughter. His wife was ferocious. She had come to the company to beat him because he flirted with his female colleague. Since then, everyone in the company knew Stone was henpecked. She offended the department manager on her first day at work yesterday. So she, of course, had to gear up for the consequence. When Stone saw Nomsa, the muscles on his face twitched. This woman looked delicate, but she was brave. He had stayed in the company for more than ten years, so he couldn't be bullied by a little girl like this!

A faint of malice appeared in Stone's eyes. He coldly looked away and ignored Nomsa. She didn't care about that. She directly walked up to Lynn and said, "Dad, what can I do for you?" Although she knew that Lynn and Vicky were dissatisfied with her and wanted to make trouble for her with this matter, she still pretended not to know. With a cold face, Lynn said seriously,  "Nomsa, if you are dissatisfied with the job, just tell me. But why do you vent your anger on Mr Green?  If this news is spread, others will think that my daughter is so domineering in the company! The image of our company will suffer!" Nomsa did not interrupt  him to defend herself. Instead she listened carefully and pretended to be surprised. "It seems that the consequence will be serious." Vicky snorted coldly, "Since you know that, why don't you apologize to Mr Green?" Nomsa ignored Vicky  and turned to look at Lynn, saying seriously, "Dad, when it comes to the image of our company, have you handled Vicky's affair?  I saw on the Internet a few days ago that someone saw that she went to the Violet Gold Club for a banquet again." Vicky's face turned pale. She opened her mouth and wanted to defend herself, "Dad, I ..." Nomsa interrupted her and said with a smile, "Of course I know she is not that kind of person. She is unlikely to go there. I think it must be a slander from our competitors. As the saying goes, rear children  without being instructed, the father should be blamed. They will think the Jarrett Group is not a good company." Nomsa said earnestly, which almost  persuaded herself. The matter about Vicky's indecent videos and photos were suppressed by Lynn the day it came onto the list of the most searched items. However, that matter was exposed one day and one night again. Lynn made every attempt to suppress it but failed. He could only wait for it to cool down. Then he bribed the platform to delete Vicky's videos and photos. He didn't expect that Vicky would go to the Violet Gold Club again after a few days! Nomsa's words diverted Lynn's attention. Although he wanted to crack down on Nomsa, Vicky's things were more important. Lynn said with a cold face, "You guys go out!" Nomsa took the lead and walked out. Although Stone was a little unwilling, he knew that Lynn was going to deal with his family affair, so he could only go out. He saw Nomsa standing outside the door with her arms crossed and was smiling. Her fair face revealed  a cold and beautiful feeling. "Mr Green, the president said that I vented my anger on you . Did you tell him about that?" Seeing Nomsa like this, Stone found his heart itchy as if being hooked. He wasn't tall. In front of Nomsa, he didn't have any advantage in height. He could only raise his chin to strengthen his aura. "You will be punished after the president finishes dealing with his family affair. Just wait. If you beg me now, I might be able to intercede for you and let the president forgive you." Nomsa smiled more deeply. Stone felt cock-a-hoop because he thought she was afraid and trying to please him. But he had a premonition when he saw Nomsa raised her foot. In the next moment, he covered his crotch  and screamed, "Ah!" Nomsa snorted coldly and took out a napkin to wipe her shoe. "You said I vented my anger on you, and now you've got what you want." Stone's face turned pale with pain. He pointed at her and couldn't speak clearly, "You...I..." Nomsa had lived in the slum for more than half a year. Sometimes, when she went back at night, she would encounter some hooligans. Although she was disguised as an ugly woman at that time, she would still be harassed sometimes. Therefore, she was never afraid of being harassed. Normally, people would choose to hide the harassment in the workplace. Similarly, Stone couldn't tell others that he was bullied by Nomsa but she was certain that Stone would not let this go.

...

In the president's office.

After Nomsa and Stone left, Lynn angrily said to Vicky, "What did I say before? I told you to behave yourself recently, but you still went to the Violet Gold Club!  Do you regard me as your father?"

"Dad!" Vicky did not expect Nomsa to fight back. She said anxiously, "They are my friends. Their families have power and influence. Perhaps they can help us. If I don't go, they might abandon me. In that case, I will miss out on many opportunities..."  "Humph! Friends?  They are just a group of playboys. Do you think that your reputation is not bad enough and that I haven't lost enough face? Your most important thing now is to keep Jerome by your side!"  Lynn had been in the business for so many years, and he was experienced. He knew the Violet Gold Club well and was more far-sighted than Vicky.  Vicky felt sad because of being scolded. But she knew that Lynn loved her, so she blamed Nomsa. Although she felt that she didn't make any mistake, she immediately apologized to calm Lynn down, "Dad, I know that I was wrong. I will try to keep Jerome by my side."  Lynn sighed," Alright. Go back to your work."  Nomsa returned to her cubicle. She was distracted when she read the information. She had Leonardo's number, but she hesitated last night and didn't dare to call him.

It was nine o'clock in the morning here, while it should be eight o'clock in the evening in the United States. He shouldn't have slept by now.

How about sending a message?

"This is Nomsa. How are you in America?" Was that appropriate? Was it too abrupt?  After revising the message several times, Summer finally sent it. "This is Nomsa. Thank you for giving me the phone. I like it very much."

He Needs an Opportunity

After sending it, Nomsa waited anxiously for Leonardo's reply. She had never been nervous when she texted Jerome before. A colleague whispered from the side. "I heard Stone asked for leave to rest at home."  "What happened to him these past two days? He used to pretend to be diligent in the company every day!"

"..."

Just as Nomsa was listening with interest, another colleague joined the discussion. They talked in a lower voice. However, Nomsa still heard a few words." ...Nomsa...did...yesterday..." Nomsa suddenly sneezed. Could it be that they were talking about her?

...

In the Tip Top Media Company. The meeting room was completely quiet. He sat in the first seat, looked down, and expressionlessly flipped though the project report in his hand. The senior managers were all sitting up, not daring to make a sound. After all, their real boss was worse-tempered than Carl. The outside world thought Carl was the boss of the Tip Top Media Company. In fact, only the company's  senior managers knew that the man in front of them was the boss of the company. His whereabouts and identity were secret. Every time a major decision needed to be made in the company, he would turn up to preside over the meeting. It had been a long time since he came to the company. Everything in the company had fallen on Carl. He needed to manage the company and attend all kinds of activities, which was indeed tiring. Nomsa went to the Jarrett Group, so Leonardo could come to his company to deal with things. Several directors in the company, together with some senior executives, wanted to make trouble. But that was not a big problem. After reading the documents, he picked out some of them and put them and put them aside neatly. The rest was thrown into the middle of the conference table, making a sound. Everyone was shocked.

Leonardo looked up and slowly swept his gaze over the people present. He said seriously, "Everyone is the elder of our company. We've worked together for so long. I'll give you one last chance to pick up the things yourself and give them to me after revising them properly." He stood up and left the conference room. Carl followed behind him and took away the neatly folded documents.

Returning to his office, Leonardo loosened his tie, sat on a chair behind his desk , and reached out to rub his temples. Carl followed closely in and put down the documents in his hand. He frowned and said, "Will they do as you said?" Leonardo's face turned cold." No one in our industry dares to employ the people who have been dismissed by the Tip Top Media Company." It sounded arrogant, but Carl knew that he had the right to be like this. Although Carl also felt Leonardo had a bad temper and was arrogant, he was actually a kind person. Those old men had gone too far this time. "If you have nothing to say, you can go back to your work." Leonardo opened a drawer under his desk and took out a mobile phone. When he pressed the power button, the screen lit up and he saw an unread message.

Unsurprisingly, it was a text message from Nomsa. "This is Nomsa. Thank you for giving me the phone. I like it very much." His gaze paused on the words "I like it very much" for a moment, and then he smiled. Carl, who hadn't left, couldn't help but be curious when he saw Leonardo smiling at his phone. "Why are you smiling so happily at your phone? I'm very scared."

Leonardo was in a good  mood and said , "If you're afraid, why don't you just leave?" Carl walked around to see what he was looking at but Leonardo turned his phone upside down and placed it on the desk quickly as if there were eyes on his head. Carl couldn't believe it.

"Alright, Leonardo. Very well!"

After Carl left, Leonardo texted back to Nomsa. "I'm glad you like it." Leonardo didn't even want to see Nomsa, so these words didn't seem to be in line with Leonardo's way of acting? "Tim bought it." It was too deliberate. In the end, Leonardo only sent "I see." Putting down his phone, Leonardo leanead back against the  chair, a trace of irritation flashing through his pitch-black eyes. Carl returned and pushed open the door. He walked up to Leonardo. "Leonardo, this is a big program invested by our company recently. I put the information here. Have a look later."  "Wait." Carl put down the materials and was about to leave when Leonardo called him. Carl turned around blankly and said," Anything else, Sir?" Leonardo coughed to hide his embarrassment. He knocked on the table a few times and expressionlessly said, "Do you think I should tell her. After saying that, he coldly added, "If you dare to laugh, your star will not have any role to play." Although he knew that Leonardo was only threatening him and would not do that, Carl still suppressed the laugher that he almost burst into. Carl blushed and said seriously, "You'd better tell her immediately." Leonardo knew that Carl was trying to trick him. He picked up the documents and threw them at Carl."Get out of here now."

"Alright. I'm leaving now..." Carl didn't hold back his laughter anymore. Carl felt he didn't waste his life away in his lifetime, he could see Leonardo became upset becauss of a woman! He was going to share this interesting news with Warren. Leonardo tightly pursed his lips and expressionlessly picked up the pen container. He quickly and ruthlessly smashed it towards Carl, who had already arrived at the door.  "Ah!" Carl's miserable scream made Leonardo feel a little more comfortable. Immediately, he knitted his eyebrows again. It was not the right time to tell her that he was He. He needed an opportunity.

...

Nomsa waited for a long time before Leonardo replied. Although it was only two words, she was already satisfied. At lunchtime, a few female colleagues came to her.

"Nomsa, let's go eat together." She felt that they might have known the matter of her dealing with Stone.

She didn't know how long she would stay in the Jarret Group. She smiled and nodded, "OK." Even though they were all women, the attractive look on her face when she smiled made her colleagues dumbfounded. There weren't many restaurants near the company. Even though they just randomly chose a restaurant, they still coincidentally met Vicky and her father. They were all leaders, so Nomsa's colleagues went over to greet them, "President, Manager Vicky." Vicky was the manager of the project department. Of course, she was not that capable. Her subordinates did the work. Nomsa didn't want to be eye-catching, so she also went over to greet them.

"Dad, Vicky."