Chapter 377 - Rude Boss (1/2)
”Edward Wu, CEO of Wu Corporation. But I'm sure you already knew that, unless of course you are some sort of idiot. Are you an idiot, Amy?” he asked and then without waiting for a response, he continued, ”Welcome on board.
I'll have you know that I don't take it easy on new workers, and you will have to prove yourself as good as sweet old Mei Mei Chung here. Hers are an impossible pair of shoes to fill. It would take you a lifetime to even get halfway.”
He turned to look at the already retreating old woman and shared a soft smile, and then back to Amy, his stern frown returning.
'How does he do that smile and frown thing? Is he bipolar?'
She nodded her head, her cheeks flaming even hotter as he bent to her level as if staring at a lab rat. His breath came in hot puffs, hitting her face and worsening her predicament.
She felt like slapping herself for thinking of this rude, uncouth person as even remotely attractive, but one look into his watery brown eyes, and she knew she was a goner. She wondered if his pupils were truly dilated or if she was only imagining nonsense.
'Why does she keep doing that thing with her nose? She looks like a little bunny,' he observed, shaking his head to stop himself from giving in to the laughter that was threatening to spill out of him at the thought.
She was his employee and thinking of her as cute was as inappropriate as things could get. Besides, if he was being honest, she looked more like a wet rat, shaking all over as she was, than some cute little white bunny.
”Good,” he said curtly, and then drawing himself up to his full height, he walked over to his end of the table, subtly enjoying how Amy quivered at the sight of him.
His father had always said that respect should be valued more than fear, but the thrilling feeling of someone cowering before him always set a sort of flame ablaze in him.
”Now, I'm not sure if Mei Mei Chung told you about everything you will have to do, but–”
”Actually sir, she told me everything I have to do and I'm fully informed,” Amy interrupted, her eyes wide as saucers and cheeks still red.
”Of course, I trust her. So then, you must know just how I like my coffee?” he questioned again with a raised brow.
”She did, sir, I already know how to make your coffee,” she responded, eager to do something and maybe impress her new boss.
”Oh yeah? Go fix me a cup then, and be fast about it.”
”Right now?”
”Right away, Amy Lee.” He turned to her with a scowl that sent her scurrying out of the office with immediate effect.