Jonathan: The Heavenly Fortune Teller in the City

Ch 08

After causing a commotion in the security office, Jonathan stood stiffly in place. Several security guards were still grimacing in pain.

At that moment, the door opened, and a young woman from the Human Resources Department hurried in carrying a stack of forms. Her hair was neatly tied back, and her face was filled with seriousness, as though she were racing against time.

However, she stopped in her tracks the moment she saw the scene inside the room.

"Uh... what happened here? Why is everyone lying on the floor?" she asked in confusion.

Captain Alex Amerdo immediately cleared his throat, trying to hide his embarrassment. He forced an awkward smile and explained with a mixture of truth and lies.

"Ah, it's nothing. Just a little training exercise. Ha ha... you know, to keep the boys sharp."

"Training?" The young woman frowned, clearly unconvinced by Amerdo's explanation.

Amerdo shot a sharp glance at Wiguna and the other security guards, signaling them to get up immediately. Grimacing in pain, they reluctantly forced themselves to their feet.

"Y-Yeah, that's right," Wiguna quickly added while dusting off his wrinkled uniform. "We were just sparring, weren't we, Captain?"

The other guards nodded repeatedly, despite the bruises visible on their faces.

The HR employee decided not to question it any further. She handed the folder containing the forms to Captain Amerdo.

"Captain Amerdo, please help this new employee complete these documents, then send them back to Human Resources as soon as possible. Starting today, he's officially assigned to your department," she said.

Amerdo paused for a moment before nodding expressionlessly.

"Very well."

After the young woman left, silence returned to the security office. Wiguna and the other guards could only exchange gloomy looks.

Jonathan reached into his pocket and took out a pack of cigarettes. He offered one to Captain Amerdo.

"Captain, let's have a smoke first. It'll make the atmosphere a little less tense."

Amerdo glanced at him. He still felt irritated, yet there was also a hint of curiosity. In the end, he accepted the cigarette without saying much and placed it between his lips.

Jonathan flicked his lighter, leaned forward slightly, and lit the captain's cigarette as though they had known each other for years.

"Here you go, Captain."

Amerdo took a drag from his cigarette. Jonathan lit one for himself, and white smoke slowly drifted through the air.

Sitting down, Jonathan picked up the forms and placed them in front of Amerdo.

"Well, this is how life is for ordinary people. You have to fill out a mountain of paperwork before you're even considered an employee."

Amerdo took a pen from his uniform pocket and handed it to Jonathan.

"Just fill out what you know. I'll help you with the rest."

Their conversation gradually became more relaxed. Every now and then, Amerdo asked in a half-sarcastic tone,

"Full name? Place of birth? Highest level of education?"

Jonathan answered casually, occasionally throwing in ridiculous jokes that forced Amerdo to suppress a smile despite still feeling annoyed.

This kid is stubborn, but he has his own style. If he's guided properly, he could become a formidable weapon. Otherwise, he'll definitely become a thorn in everyone's side, Amerdo thought to himself.

On the nineteenth floor of Dayantara Tower, the President Director's office was elegant and peaceful.

Mella, the young and beautiful company president, sat behind a large glass desk with her laptop open. Standing before her was Felinia Kurnia, her newly appointed assistant who had just returned from Magantara.

"Felin, starting tomorrow, you'll accompany me to our internal meetings. Also, I want the financial report from the southern branch on my desk before this afternoon," Mella said gently.

Felinia smiled while jotting down notes.

"Of course, Mil. Don't worry. I've been used to keeping up with your work pace ever since our college days. It's just that the scale is much bigger now."

While Mella was lost in thought, her phone suddenly rang.

Anastasya's name appeared on the screen.

Mella answered.

"Hello? What's wrong?"

Her cousin's emotional voice immediately came through the speaker.

"Mella! I'm so furious! Jonathan walked into my office this morning without even knocking! I was changing clothes! Can you imagine how embarrassing and infuriating that was? I almost wanted to kill him right there!" she exclaimed.

Hearing that, Mella couldn't hold back her laughter, making Anastasya even more irritated.

"Hahaha!"

"Hmph, you're actually laughing." Anastasya continued angrily.

"He doesn't have any education at all, Mel. No diploma. No administrative skills. In the end, the only place I could assign him was the Security Department as a security guard. But do you know what happened? Less than five minutes after arriving, he already caused a fight. He beat up several security guards until they were completely battered. That man is nothing but trouble!"

Mella took a slow breath, her voice remaining calm.

"Nastasya, don't judge him too harshly. Jonathan didn't come here to build a career or climb the corporate ladder. He's only working here for one reason, to pay off his debt. Just think of his stay here as temporary."

After ending the call, Mella turned around and saw Felinia covering her mouth tightly, her face flushed from holding back laughter.

"What is it, Fel?" Mella asked, raising an eyebrow.

Felinia could no longer hold it in and burst into soft giggles.

"I was just thinking... it turns out even a 'bastard' can be useful. So maybe there's no need to pay too much attention to him."

Mella snorted with amusement, trying not to smile.

Still teasing, Felinia continued,

"But it's kind of funny. Anastasya got that angry just because someone saw her changing clothes in her office? I mean, whose idea was it to change clothes at work? If someone walks in, of course they're going to see something."

Mella let out a quiet sigh before replying,

"I think what happened at the airport really was just a misunderstanding. Jonathan genuinely didn't do it on purpose. Besides, he already paid for it last night. Without his ID card, he couldn't even stay at a hotel. That must have made him even more frustrated."

Felinia nodded thoughtfully, her expression becoming serious.

"That's true. Then it's understandable that he exploded today. People who keep suppressing their anger are usually easy to provoke, especially when someone deliberately picks a fight with them."

Felinia understood that Jonathan had fought today because he was still carrying the frustration in his heart.

Mella looked at her friend and smiled faintly.

"Yes. No matter what, he only came here to repay his debt, not to cause trouble."

Felinia smiled as well, although curiosity still lingered in her expression.

"It's actually quite interesting. I'm curious to see how long someone like him can survive in a company this large."

"Now that I think about it, it's really strange. The security guards under Captain Amerdo are mostly retired soldiers. They all have discipline and real combat experience. Yet they were defeated so easily by Jonathan, whose face doesn't even look like that of a fighter."

Mella nodded slowly, narrowing her eyes as though analyzing the situation more deeply.

"I've been thinking the same thing. If it wasn't just a coincidence, then there's a good chance he's actually a martial arts expert. And if that's true, we may have just discovered a hidden treasure."