Naomi reached the Digital Design Department where she worked in the company. Many eyes watching her every movement. Some gazes were from the hungry eyes of men and others were of resentment from women who envied her beauty. Those eyes watched until she took a seat at her desk. Dusting off her shirt, she closed her eyes smiling brightly then formed her lips back into a straight line. Opening her eyes, her line of sight caught the one potted violet rose sitting in the corner of her desk. Grabbing a water bottle from her desk drawer, she opened it pouring about a third of it onto the thriving flower. Her hazel eyes showing hints of tenderness.
That morning her babies' flower had finally bloomed. They insisted she takes it to work, to help her have a wonderful second day. Although it wasn't working so far, seeing it helped her calm down a bit.
She took a few gulps of water then put the cap on, she looked at the work on the computer screen before her. She rubbed her temples and got back to work. This was her first important work since getting this job. Before she even got a chance to begin typing, someone tapped her on the shoulder.
"Ms. Li?"
She turned around to be met with an unfamiliar face.
Frowning she replied, "Yes?"
"The Director would like to see you in his office. He asked me to come to escort you since you're new, please follow me."
The young woman then proceeded towards the door, Naomi blinked before getting up from her seat followed behind her. She had a bad feeling about this.
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They reached the director's office. The woman knocked on the door before a voice called out.
"Come In."
Hearing this the woman opened the door and walked in. Naomi did the same. Inside several other people stood near the director's desk with hopeless expressions on their faces.
The director looked up from the papers on his big desk. Seeing the two walk in, he cleared his throat.
"So, basically…. You're all fired. We have been having to make little budget cuts and you guys are the ones who are getting cut, so please don't make a fuss and just get your things and leave. We will send your checks via mail."
"What the fuck!"
Naomi wasn't really liking this job, but it paid so well. She had two kids to feed for god's sake.
She stayed back while everyone else left the room with their heads hanging low.
"Um, excuse me, sir, I ha-."
Before she could finish he spoke over her.
"There is one way you could keep this job and get a promotion," he said this with a devilish grin on his face.
Naomi looked disgusted as she said, "Well then, I'll be going. I hope to see my check come in. It was nice meeting you, and I hope we don't meet again. Also, if any piece of my check is missing I promise to wring your head. Thank you."
She looked at him smiling while her eyes held something that told him not to fuck with her. It was indeed hard to explain, but scary look.
The director said nothing. A sweat droplet fell from his forehead. For some odd reason, he felt he should add double to that girl's check.