Chapter 3: Appearances are misleading. Since it was hot, anyway it's always hot in Marseille. I decide to put a long sleeveless black dress and sandals. For my hair I make a round bun. I am perforating, eating and direction the work. I do not like makeup too much. I take you the journey. [...] I walked towards the entrance of the company when I klaxonna. I went back then. What do I live? Well Mr Khane of course. Him: Hello! Joyce: Hello? Him: Satisfied? Joyce: Absolutely! Indeed, he had made the effort to put a black shirt, a black suit and a black tie. (The photo guy) Joyce: I assure you are much more presentable than yesterday. And it was not hard as it comes on time. Him: I do not doubt it. Oh if you do not have any idea. I then went to the entrance as he guailed his car. I come back to the company and as usual I get greet by my employees. Leonna always as good mood brought me my coffee in my office. Simeon: Hey Joyce! Joyce: Oh, Simeon? Simeon: It's ok! And you? Joyce: Al Hamdulilah on the other hand you have to explain to me the source of your good mood. Simeon: Joyce My sister has overcome his lung cancer. At a time when I speak to you is on their way to France. Joyce: Ohhhh you have to celebrate that! Besides, tonight I invite you to dine in the restaurant at my best childhood friend. Simeon: with pleasure. Joyce: Good and the program? Simeon: Oh yes! So at 10:35 there is a meeting, at 15:00 Mr Khane and you must go to Global Corporation for a meeting again and at 17:30 Ms. The Minister of the Economy will be visiting here. Joyce: So I concluded that I have to make a very busy day. Simeon: Absolutely. Joyce: Thank you. Uh Simeondemande at Mr Tenor to go to my office immediately, I have to talk to him. Simeon: Well. Pfff I hate the days very loaded because you hardly have time to rest that we must already go to the other. Toc toc toc. Joyce: Enter! Him: Askip you asked to see me? Joyce: Exactly. Miss Sayegh (Simeon) Have you explained the program? Him: Who is it? The brunette super well fucking there? Joyce: Mr. Tenor Amir Khane control your language! He: excuse me huh, just ... Joyce: I do not want to know. Did she do it or not? Him: No. Joyce: All right, sit down. He pulls the chair sits up and brings up his feet on my desk. Joyce: correctly. He takes off his feet and crosses his arms over his torso. Which tightens his sleeves because of his bodybuilding. What could intimidate any other woman, but unfortunately not me, I have 3 big brothers so muscles I have seen a lot. He took his hard the most serious and said: He: I listen to you. Joyce: All right, we have 2 meetings today one will happen here and the other at Global Corporation. He: Hmm. Joyce: At 17:30 Madquarter the Minister of the Economy will be visiting here. She will surely buy a car. I'm counting on you to show him our best cars. Him: understood. And can I know what is my role during meetings? Joyce: I came just, after reading and studying your file I understood that you knew how to haggle, in fact I need someone who can highlight the qualities of our cars. He: Ahh. A question. Joyce: Yes? Him: What is the purpose of this meeting? Joyce: We want to change the price of some car. To reduce the price where on the contrary increase it. He: Trèsèèèèèèès well. Another question. Joyce: I'm listening to you. Him: Sah, can not you stop with the brunette there? Joyce: Sorry, but she's already engaged. Too bad for you. He: whispered why Irate this beautiful Female Wesh Tfouu. Joyce: It may be because you do not have a chance, bad luck is called. * Laughs * It came out of my desk in disgusting the MDRR life. 10:30 I go out of my office to go to the meeting room. In the hall I cross Mr Khane, I can not help laughing. Him: Why are you laughing? Joyce: * laugh * Nothing .. Him: ??? Joyce: Do not I laugh right? In my own business? And I do not have an account to go. Him: It's not like you have a good laugh too. Do not believe. Joyce: In short. The meeting is in less than three minutes, I beg you to let me go, Mr. Khane. Him: Your desires are Miss N'dah orders. Tchrrr your head it looks badly pulled brake. Once arrived at Destination Mdrr it looks like it is 200km, in short once arrived I settled in my place. Everyone was already there. Joyce: Hello everyone! They: Hello! Joyce: For what do not know here is Mr Tenor Amir Khane our new sales manager. He: Salam. No but he really, I'm not against the salam but yen has in the room they do not even know what it means. They: Good morning. Joyce: All right, we will talk today about the increase and reducing prices of our cars. Someone to start? Myriam (Chief of Public Relations): I want. Joyce: We listen to you. She: First of all the public wants novelty so if he had to have any reduction or increase we should seek to highlight the qualities ... [...] The meeting was very well. 12:30 am I learned from lunch when I was interpelled. Mr Khane: Mademoiselle N'dah! Joyce: Mr. Khane? Him: I wondered if ... Joyce: If? Him: You're going to have lunch no? Joyce: Indeed, but why this question? Him: I would like you invite you to have lunch with me. Joyce: sorry?! Him: Do you like a problem? Joyce: Not even it's just that I did not expect it. Him: So you come from? Joyce: Why not after all. We went to his car, a Ferrari 458. I entered, himself. He started. Joyce: Where do you get? He: far from here. Joyce: More specifically? Him: In a restaurant. Joyce: Which one? He: You will see. Throughout the way it was like that, he refused to tell me where we were going. Once arrived he went down and vent to open my door. Joyce: Thank you. He: nothing, come here. I lifted my head and looked around, it was a really beautiful Chinese restaurant. Joyce: Whow! Him: Wait to taste the dishes. We entered, removed our shoes and settled. A server came to take our orders. Joyce: It's super nice here. He: Hmm. If not tell me, you have family here? Joyce: No, they are all in Paris. And you? He: Yeah my parents are here since my childhood. Joyce: Do you have brothers and sisters? Him: I'm a single son. Joyce: I have 3 big brothers. I am the only daughter of my family. He: Chauuud, hence your character. Joyce: I'm like that for any small. Him: I see, and if you have how old are you? Joyce: Do not you know that it is not being asked for a lady? Him: If I knew, but let's say I was born curious. Joyce: * laugh * I'm 22 years old. Him: But you are very young wesh! Joyce: Oh good? And you? I bet you have 24. Him: It shows up so much? Joyce: Enough so that I can guess it. If not what are your origins? He: I am Tunisian of my mother and Algerian of my father. I see you Mali's I do not know why. Joyce: Exactly! I am Malian on both sides. Him: But you have a super clear complexion it looks like too much a weaver you have long Wesh hair unless it's a weaving. Joyce: I have a head to wear weaving? And then if I have a clear complexion it's just because my father is very clear because it's a peulh and my mother is herself a mixture. He: We never know huh. The server brought us our dishes. We ate silently, soothing silence. The guy he speaks too much! Mdrr a boy as talkative, I have never seen that. He: It's good is not it? Joyce: Hmm. *** Back to the business each returned to his occupations. I was thinking when we phone rang. Amadi. * Telephone conversation * Joyce: Yes? Amadi how are you? Amadi: So how do you even see his big brother Hum Joyce? Joyce: Noon Amadi Wallah It's because of work I have no one minute for me life. Him: Ahhh but you also take a vacation! Joyce: I can not just! I can not afford to pause the business is in full change or I do not know what there Pff. Him: It's you who wanted to be your own chef huh! Amadi This is my biggest brother, he is 28 years old and he too is director in a big box in Paris. But since I'm the only girl, and I live far from Him Amadi still not swallowed so every time he can make me feel guilty. Joyce: And I continue to want it. He: In short, Joyce returns to Wallah house just the time of a week I miss you. It's been a long time since I saw you more like Liyah will celebrate her 3 years next week. Joyce: Anwww My little baby grandiii. It's good I come! Him: So when it's for your niece you come but when it's I do not think it's right not. I retain. Tship. Joyce: Mdrr amadiiii. No more was in my projects. He: had interest in any way. Joyce: You then! Him: eh! Joyce: MHM? Him: I love you your race! Joyce: I too trample. * End of the phone conversation * Mdrr I hung up, I assume more. Wallah hear his voice made me too good. In addition amadi he never says I love you when he says it's that I really miss him. It was decided Saturday morning I take the road to my home. 17:30 Simeon: It seems that it is super nice. Joyce: Yeah, it's the best friend to mom. She: Juuuureee! Joyce: Mdrr you're not going to go to ask him. Quiet huh. She: Hmm, excuse me. Joyce: look at me that tchrr. She: Mdrr leave me. We were all in front of the company waiting for the Minister of the Economy. And we were quietly discussed with 'Nessa. When Suddenly 2 Big Bentley are guiding right in front of us. A gentleman coming out to open the door before the car we could not see the minister. She walked to us and greeted us. Joyce: Good evening Madame Minister of the Economy. Ms. Minister: Hello Joyce, how are you? Joyce: Thank you very well and you? She: I'm fine too but please tutoy me. Do not forget that I have changed your diapers. Joyce: Hmm. How to tell you that at that moment I just wanted to disappear underground. I am 22 years old Bordel No 2! [...] The minister had taken us very expensive model. There was a good atmosphere despite Mr. Khane's black looks, he wants to bread? 19:55 Simeonet me We head to Ahmed's restaurant. The day had been really tiring. We settled at a table on the terrace and start discussing. She: Tell me Joyce? Joyce: Hanhan? She: What's going on between Tenor and you? Joyce: How does that? She: I did not know the time you are looking for, all the time you face. Joyce: Ahhh nothing is just that he is rude and badly educated that's all. She: Huuum! Joyce: What? She: I say there is love in the air. Joyce: Anything! Did you looked at me? How can I love a man like him ahh? She: In any case you will not tell me he's ugly! Joyce: Tchrr. She: You see! Joyce: At the same time it's the only thing he has Deh. She: You and your modesty! Joyce: MDRR. Description of Tenor Amir Khane He is super large at least 1m90, green-brown eyes. Her hair is gradient, runs on the sides and long front. Beauty question nothing to say frankly, fine features, beancake above the upper lip, three-day beard, and a small scar that comes to cut off his eyebrows in the middle. A well muscular body and a very imposing voice. After dinner, I put Joyce at home and go home. Once arrived at home I groom my car and walks a little in the car park. When suddenly a car hikes dry in front of me missing little to spill me. Joyce: If you do not know how to drive why do you drive? Him: If you do not know how to go out of your home? Joyce: If you do not know how to speak there! He: Before you nobody had dared to talk to me about this. Joyce: It's because you're rude! Continued in the next part! ● Vote ● COMMENT ● Critique