"You look so f.u.c.k.i.n.g s.e.xy, I could cry," Chynna complimented, wiping a faux tear from her eyes. She reached for her phone and took a picture of her best friend.
"I'm supposed to look professional, not like a s.e.x worker,"
Amy protested but blushed despite herself, as she shrugged into the outfit Chynna had laid out for her. before picking up her bag and looking at herself in the mirror. Chynna was right, she did look really good.
"You are going to kill it at the office today, I promise,"
The taller, brown-haired Chynna assured, hugging her best friend from behind and planting a kiss on her cheek.
"Let me drop you off at the office, then I'll go and get ready. I have a ton of shoots today, I might die."
Taking in a deep breath, Amy put on her high heeled shoes, then slipped on her horn-rimmed spectacles. Stepping into the living room, she looked up at the portrait of her smiling parents.
'Wish me luck mom and dad.' She wished silently as she stepped out with her friend.
City M seemed to just be waking up, its crisp September air blowing in Amy's face as Chynna drove her to work in her red convertible.
The county-level city was northwest of the Qinghai Province and not very urbanized. In fact, the Wu Corporation where Amy had only just found work, fondly called WUCORP by the townspeople, was one of, if not the biggest, attractions in the city.
"Are you still nervous, Amy?" Chynna asked, placing a well-manicured hand on Amy's leg, without looking away from the road.
"A little. I don't think I'm qualified enough for this job, Chynna. What if they ask me some difficult questions and I can't answer them?"
"Amy, listen, the job is already yours. There is absolutely no need to worry about things like that. You literally studied Business Marketing. Any good firm knows how important it is to have a professional business marketer on the team.
Besides, you have always been so positive about getting what you're due. What changed?" Chynna asked with real concern.
"But I haven't really had any real experience since graduating. Besides, I'm only going in as the boss's plaything,"
Amy sighed, adjusting her thick framed glasses in a nervous movement, still not convinced but glad that she had Chynna there with her.
"Self-deprecatory, much?" Chynna shot her friend a nasty look for a split second before focusing back on the road. "You're going there as a direct assistant to the boss, that's what.
You probably don't know it, but so many people would give a lot to be in your position right now. As the Personal Assistant to the CEO, you can wield a lot more influence than most people."
They drove in silence for the next few minutes while she let herself space out some more.
"We're here."
"Holy shit."
"It's huge, I know." Chynna commented, knowing exactly what her best friend was thinking.
"I hope there are no stairs, because those would literally be impossible to climb." Amy replied, slinging her bag on her shoulder, and turning to face Chynna.
"Thank you so much for the ride, Chy. You're the best friend anyone could ever ask for, and I love you so much."
"So are you Amy."
Both girls hugged themselves tight, tears gathering at the corners of their eyes.
"Go kick some a.s.s, girl. Show those guys who's boss!"
"They are, but I get what you mean," Amy teased her friend.
"Smartass. Get out of my car," Chynna giggled, playfully kicking her friend in the shin.
Amy exited with a laugh, blowing a kiss to her best friend, and then standing to look up at the impossibly tall building.
At 09:00 am, the sun had just begun shining, and it reflected against the glass walls of the Wu Corporation building, making it give off the most beautiful colors.
It looked like somewhere Chynna would love to have her picture taken, Amy thought as she willed her beating heart to settle down.
Taking a few more deep breaths, she wiped her sweaty palms on the fabric of her skirt and walked through the front doors. She was tall enough for a girl, at five feet, five inches.
With her three-inch heels, she looked pretty noticeable. Her face was not particularly remarkable and even with Chynna's input with makeup, she was at best what most people would describe as homely.
Her legs though, were clearly beautifully arched in a lovely way from the h.i.p.s down.
As a child, her dad used to tell her her legs were a pair of finely crafted bows, carved by the most skillful dwarves of Asgard. It made her feel special.
That is until mean girls and boys at school started to pick on every part of her body. She lost whatever self-esteem the older man had ever helped her boost.
"Excuse me, good morning, ma'am," she greeted, bowing her head to a pleasant looking older lady at seated at a polished wood desk. Everything about the establishment oozed of class and sophistication.
"Good morning," the lady responded. "How may we help you?" she asked sweetly.
"My name is Amy. Amy Lee," she added nervously. She would hate to start off with the poorest impression.
"I am supposed to be starting a new job here today." She said the sentence like a question, almost as if she were unsure about the veracity of her claim.
Watching as the woman stared at her like she were a chimp newly escaped from the circus, she wrung her hands and added, "I was wondering if you show me to the CEO's office? I am his new Personal Assistant," she added as if on afterthought.
A/N: hyy guys please add my new book to your library. The Beautiful Monster. It follows the life story of Yan Mei and Lei Zhao's children in the states.
Also this is just a volume dedicated to other characters not a continuation of the YM's story