She confidently walked as her navy blue daffodil heels made a click clack sound on the marble floors.
She was dressed in a navy blue box plated mini skirt,a high hip flap fuscia navy blue blazer for ladies,a pure white fitted shirt, a pair of navy blue pink stilettos and a white mini bag.
Everybody now knew her by the title Mrs. Benz Narong who was now the CEO's wife.
Gun Chatmanee pushed the gliding doors to the CEO's office aside and got access to the room.
The room had large windows that showed a clear wide view of the whole city from above.
The room was well decorated with a medium reading table made with the finest wood compacted with drawers used for storing files.
There was a black leather swivel chair which came with the desk and behind it were book shelves where important files and documents were kept.
There was a study table lamp at the edge of the table.
There was a small gold statuette on the table accompanied by a calender,a wireless telephone and a family potrait.
Besides, there was a desktop computer with an active internet connection.
The room was well ventilated with the large windows and there was a small aquarium with all types of decorations ranging from the coloured coral reefs to the caves.
The guffy fish swam gracefully in the aqua blue waters as bubbles were made when they inhaled and exhaled air.
Besides, there were two small pieces of lawson sofas that were set on the corner of the room for the guests and a coffee table placed in between them.
The lighting system was very well and there are some hidden lights that were used when Benz Narong watched documentaries on his computer or chat with his guests.
The CEO's office was also well decorated with some small potted plants and they raised the beauty of the room as well.
There was a small glass plaque on the table which recognised Benz Narong as the current acting CEO of the Benz Group.
Gun Chatmanee closed the frosted glass doors behind her which had the company's name and logo written on them.
Benz Narong was seated on the chair having crossed his legs and Gun Chatmanee stood before him as Nin Chomesri: his personal secretary was making a cup of Americano for the CEO.
His gaze was fixed at the monitor which was reflecting some light on his face making him appear very handsome even than before.
The young lady placed the hot cup of Americano on the desk.
Benz Narong took a sip from the porcelain cup.
It was fresh and creamy.
He then placed it back on the desk.
Benz Narong took a cerulean blue file from the pile of them on the desk,flipped through it then threw it to where Gun Chatmanee was standing at the end of the other table.
"Go and analyse the results for the Big Three's summit about making the Khemkhaeng beach resort and then inform the technology department on the few changes to be made on the virtual game 'DRESS ME UP' before it's launching." He said as he handed her the file which was believed to contain all information about what he had just ordered her to do.
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