Love Slave to My Devil CEO Boss

is is all just my own imagination playing tricks on me. However, the next wave wa

top of that it is now pouring like the sky is falling. I hate the rain. The feel of it on my ski

before the rain would stop. Nothing I can do but to wait it out. As I stood there and wrestled with my own worries and negativ

I found myself sitting down with my back leaned against the wall close to the station’s entrance. T

n my troublesome life while I watched the rain fall. I couldn’t understand why life was so harsh…and so

dark clouds began to part, and some light started shining through. I looked up f

subway station, was a scene of a sun rising. Although it was just on screen, I felt that the rising sun was so captiva

les of their faces were all filled with love and hope for a better future. I watched as the many pa

y before winking at me as if he had a secret to tell. I didn’t quite understand why but in that m

t reason. In the end, I didn’t even remember what that commercial was trying to sel

ing can have such a huge impact on you. That was exactly how I felt when I watched that commercia

his or her work had an impact on me. The producer of the comme

even save someone…just like that commercial saved me on that day. This is my motivation and i

Whenever I thought of that, my mind always wandered towards the moment that I first saw that commercial. It was bur

s actually well thought out by the subconsciousness of my brain, I didn’t know. However, I had already written down on my care

’t even remember what it was trying to sell?” the very handsome st

y elements that can make a good

now what he was doing. What’s the point of a commercial if it doesn’t lead to sales for our clients? I mean, they hired

he commercial that I was talking about and yet he’s making so many negative co

hat I am interviewing for. If the commercial did not meet this company’s standards, then why was

of her motivation to join the company…” the w

ing a few more words, my interview officially ca

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