The Heir of the Family

007 - A Humble Advice

Victor tries to ignores her. But just after he gets out, he holds the door so he can talk to her for a moment.

  

“If possible, just use a normal car later. Going around with this would only make me the center of people's attention. Honestly, I don’t feel comfortable at all.”

  

“Why? Does working too long as a pizza delivery man make you uncomfortable with all of this?” asks Viona with a silly smile.

  

“No! But! A Limousine? Why did you pick me up in the limousine anyway?”

  

“Why not? I knew you were having a divorce matter with that witch girl. I decided to use this limousine only to show off to her. Becasue I knew she dumped you for looking so lowly on you.”

  

“Whatever!” Victor waves his hand as he takes his face away. “I just don’t want to go to work by using this limos anymore.”

  

“You don’t need to worry. We’ve prepared another car for you at the office.”

  

Victor puts on his tired face, thinking that it would just another luxurious car.

And then, Viona also intends to get out of the car, to the same side where Victor currently is. But Victor prevents her, and tells her to stay in the car. He also tells the driver to keep driving to the office.

  

“Why?” asks Viona cluelessly.

  

“Just keep going. I’ll meet you later in front of the office.”

  

That limousine keeps going, and Viona can only hold her head with Victor’s antics. After arriving at the Counterbrand office, she waits for Victor at the lobby.

  

But then, there is a security girl with black skin and curly hair near the street. She holds Victor when he intends to get into the lobby. That security girl is having a doubt that Victor would have any business with anyone in that company.

  

“Excuse me, Sir! Can I help you?”

  

“Ah, it’s okay. I don’t need your help to get into the office. I know where I need to go,” he replies .

  

“And where are you going to go?”

  

“To work!” Victor replies with plain face as he points his finger to the office.

  

“A new employee?” she asks again with a frown face.

  

“Yeah! Sorry, she is waiting for me,” he replies by pointing toward Viona.

  

“She?”

  

And so, that security girl turns to the lobby and realizes who is the "she" that Victor was talking about.

  

“Her? You are telling me you have a business with her?”

  

“Yeah! Excuse me!” says Victor as he leaves and approaches Viona.

  

That security girl shakes her head gently for a moment. But then, she turns her attention to the other commotion, getting back to her job in clearing the pedestrian in front of the office. And indeed, that place is a bit crowded at that hour. 

  

Victor’s chest is now a bit wet with sweat. There’s no way he is going to join the meeting with the other managers in that state.

  

That’s when he asks for a moment to go to the restroom before joining with Viona to the meeting.

  

“I won’t take long,” says Victor as he leaves.

  

“I’ll wait for you upstairs. Just be quick!”

  

Victor heads to the restroom to tidy himself there. He washes his face, and then uses a hand dryer to dry his hands.

  

For a moment he is pensive looking at the hand dryer. No one knows what he is thinking right now. But then, he directs his shirt to that hand dryer, to dry the part of his clothes that has been wet with sweat.

  

One employee comes in and seems to be a bit startled. He then chuckles a bit by shaking his head, and follows it with a little restrained laugh. But Victor just ignores him.

  

And of course, the man laughs again when he walks out of the restroom. But then, he stops for a moment and takes a look at Victor with a funny smile.

  

“Heh!!”

  

“What?” Victor asks.

  

“Nah, it’s nothing. It's a good idea indeed. If I were in your condition, maybe I'd use the same idea,” says that man with a friendly smile.

  

Victor smiles as he shakes his head.

  

Incidently, there is another employee who has already been in the toilet even before Victor entered the restroom. As that man gets out of the toilet, he finds Victor who is still busy with the hand dryer.

  

That employee also puts on a funny reaction, looking at Victor with a slight frown on his face. When Victor turns his face to that person, that man couldn't hold back his laughter since he knows Victor’s face so well.

  

“Aren't you Victor? What are you doing here?”

  

“Oh, Oliver? You work here?” Victor replies.

  

“Yeah. I’m working here. What about you? As far as I remember, the last time I see you on the street the other day, you were still delivering pizza. Not if you quit and want to apply for a job here.”

  

“Yeah, I'll work here soon,” says Victor.

  

“Is that true?”

  

Victor smiles scornfully by nodding his head, while he is still busy drying his shirt with the hand dryer.

  

The man named Oliver notices Victor's condition which is currently in a mess. He begins to think that Victor might have been accepted to work at the company as an office boy.

  

That man shakes his head as he is busy washing his hands in front of the mirror. He then approaches Victor again.

  

“Can I use it for a while?” he asks.

  

“Oh, sure!” Victor distances himself from that hand dryer.

  

After that, that man uses the same hand dryer to dry his hands. But before long, he lets Victor use it again.

  

When Victor brings his shirt back to the hand dryer, the man named Oliver busies himself with his hair back in front of the mirror.

  

“I really can't understand how a smart student like you could end up like this,” he says.

  

“Well, that's life,” Victor replies plainly, trying to ignore that man’s concern.

  

Oliver can't hold his chuckles. He turns around, patting Victor on the shoulder from behind, and then brings his face closer as if to say something.

  

“I'm just saying, school grades and all the records you have in college mean nothing when you enter the workforce like this place. The most important thing is a breakthrough idea that sells and brings profits, as well as a solution that can solve a problem.”

  

“Is that so?” replies Victor.

  

“Well, I doubt you will need this humble advice while you work here. But who knows? Right?” Oliver closes his advice by patting Victor's shoulder a few times.

  

But then, he notices that the back of his hand is still a little wet. He just rubs it against Victor's shirt on the shoulder a few times. And Victor just stares at that man’s hand plainly.

  

Oliver pats his shoulder again as he leaves the restroom.

  

“See you later!” he says.

  

“You bet?!” Victor replies.

  

That man chuckles again for getting such a reply from Victor, feeling so satisfied for successfully teasing him. He even thinks about teasing him even more the next time they meet, as he believes that Victor works in that company only as a lackey.