CEO. Suppapong... but everyone calls him Mr. S (and yes with the capital S stands for Sexy, Strict, Seductive and many more) he owns many business establishments across Thailand. He built his whole empire when he was only 21 years old, no one can de...
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"The heck with this paper work?! A kid on primary school can also do this." He throws the papers on the floor and continue to rant on his employee. "I hired you because you said you have the skills to be in my company!"
"Mr. S, I'm really sorry. It just that my son needs help with his homework last night that's why I didn't have the time to check this any further" the employee said and begins to pick up his report.
"You have no time?" The Boss asked.
"Yes sir, I'm really sorry. . ." The employee bow his head.
"No fucking time?! I gave you this last 2 weeks ago! What?! you help your son 2 weeks straight?! Don't ever fool me with those excuses!"
"I know sir, I'm really sorry, I'm sorry. Please don't fired me Mr. S, PLEASE." the employee begs for his job.
"In my company no one is allowed to slack off! Get out! I will handle this shit by my self, GET THE FUCK OUT ON MY OFFICE! GET OUT!" Mr. S starts to shout, the employee stumbles as he runs out of the office. "One more thing."
The employee hesitated to look back but he knows if he didn't he will be in big trouble.
"...sir?" The employee is shaking as he looks back to his boss.
"If.i.ever.catch.you.slacking.off.again. . .YOU'LL GET WHAT YOU FUCKING DESERVE! NOW GET OUT!"
The employee stumbles again and finally he get out of the Terror office with a Terror Boss.
"*sighs* fucking stupid" Mr. S massages his forehead and seat on his executive chair. "To think that he has a degree, the skills but fucking slacks off. Argh! On a early morning this happens? What's with older people now a days? *shakes his head*"
Mr. S untangles his neck tie settles it on his desk and tries to relax himself.
*Sighs* might as well get start with the paper works. He thought.
But before that his mouth is craving for a drink. He push the button on his desk to call his friend.
*Beep* "Yes Boss?" The guy answered.
"Jirayut. Bring me something to drink coffee, tea anything for a headache." He said still massaging his forehead.
"Sure boss, I'll bring it right away" Jirayut replied immediately.
"Thank you. *Beep*" he said and leans on his chair.
He begins to work on the report. . . Mr. S has a long day (again)
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