Chapter 9 Hearing the President’s Bath
Because I was just a small employee in a big company.
I had no chance to meet the big president.
But the secretary who was supposed to deliver coffee to the president had a stomachache.
She pulled me over and stuffed the coffee into my hand.
"Hello, can you help me take this coffee to the president's office?"
She clutched her stomach, looking pitiful.
No, thinking about how her salary was three times mine, the pitiful one was me!
But I nodded and agreed to the secretary's request.
This was my first time at the president's office.
I saw it was empty.
I breathed a sigh of relief.
I heard the president had a bad temper, so I didn't want to run into him.
I had just placed the coffee down when I heard the sound of running water.
It came from the bathroom.
The bathroom door was slightly ajar, revealing a tall man's figure.
Broad shoulders, long legs...
Swoosh swoosh.
I knew I shouldn't look, but my eyes wouldn't listen.
Mixed with the water sounds was some low, muffled noise.
Who was I? Where was I? What was I doing?
I patted my burning red face and quickly ran out.
Leaning against the wall, I panted heavily, my heart pounding.
Hehe, married people don't lie!