My American magical life
Chapter 51 - 51 51 Her Eyes Were Bulging Like Copper Bells

51: Chapter 51: Her Eyes Were Bulging Like Copper Bells 51: Chapter 51: Her Eyes Were Bulging Like Copper Bells Lisa was adjusting her brooch in front of the mirror.

As the regional brand manager for OC Perfume, the main job of this blonde white girl was to promote OC Perfume in the Saint Rodu area, as well as to oversee a flagship store, several counters, and sales booths.

Today was the day the big BOSS of OC Perfume visited Saint Rodu for an inspection.

She had been waiting in the flagship store for nearly an hour now.

After all, the BOSS was the BOSS, paying her a salary of twenty thousand dollars a month; waiting for a while longer was only reasonable.

Just as the staff were about to lose their patience, Temir’s car finally arrived.

Lisa’s boss Temir had been her college classmate, and they were in the same sorority back then.

Unlike Lisa, Temir hailed from Missouri in central America and only attended UCLA in Saint Rodu for college.

The two studied education together.

Being classmates in college and members of the same sorority, they naturally became best friends.

Before graduation, Temir had chosen entrepreneurship and with a hefty amount of Dollars from her family, she started OC Perfume from scratch.

With the success of her business, she naturally did not forget her sorority sister; of course, Lisa had been involved in the branding of OC from start to finish.

That’s why the blonde white girl could sit in her current position at such a young age.

Temir, with her black hair and wearing a pair of white-framed blue light blocking glasses, didn’t forget to put on a large sun hat as she stepped out of the car.

“Darling, it’s been so long, you’re still so perky!”

Lisa pursed her lips in dissatisfaction, unable to stand her best friend’s bizarre comments.

What could she do?

The rich sister had nothing but virtues aside from her mouth, which Lisa couldn’t help but love.

“You’re like the dream of American men when you keep quiet, Temir.”

Too bad you’ve got a mouth, and a sharp one at that.

Lisa didn’t say the second half, as she still had to show some respect for her BOSS, albeit not much.

“Hahaha, I don’t like men, okay?

Let’s go out and have fun tonight.”

The rich woman’s joy was as plain and simple as that.

Unlike herself, Lisa knew Temir really couldn’t live without that stuff, while she only dared to talk big.

Lisa glared at her silly best friend and spoke up.

“Aren’t you here for an inspection?

Let me show you the new hires in the store first; there have been quite some changes over the past two years.”

“Let’s forget about that; we watched this store come up together, and I have no interest in seeing it.

I’m here in Saint Rodu just because I miss you,” Temir said as she slapped Lisa’s butt and took off her glasses, intending to give her employee a KISS.

Warily knocking away Temir’s wandering hand, Lisa said with a hint of chill in her voice,

“Mi’er, I’ve told you before, I’m not a lesbian.

You can go find the LGBTQIAPKDXUC; there are over a dozen genders to choose from.”

Lisa’s rapid chant left Temir stunned for a good two seconds before she recovered from her daze.

“No, dear, they are not as clean as you.

Why are you paying them so much attention?

Could it be that you too?”

Recalling Cheng Daqi’s advice, Lisa laughed and purposely straightened her face to reply,

“As a boss, you can’t label these brave souls who are pursuing their true selves as ‘them’; such talk, if spread, would have a major impact on the reputation of our brand!”

These brave souls who are pursuing their true selves were precisely the brand promotional lines Cheng Daqi had meticulously prepared for Lisa.

They were crafted specifically for the LGBTQIAPKDXUC community to display OC Perfume’s inclusivity while fully avoiding any potential risks associated with terminology.

After all, no one can guarantee they won’t encounter a soul brave enough to pursue their truth whose gender is ‘Walmart shopping bag’ in America.

Especially since Saint Rodu is located in California, the stronghold of the liberals; such nuances in terminology might seem insignificant but cannot be ignored.

It was just a few months of convalescence back home after plastic surgery, but Temir felt like she couldn’t keep up with the latest version of things.

Poor dear heavens, she had only known about LGBT and had never thought there would be LGBTQQIAPKDXUC.

In her view as a person of diversity, America seemed a bit too diverse now.

“Honey, are you serious?”

The out-of-touch West Coast boss, uncomfortable with the latest trends, asked a question that Lisa found disdainfully stupid.

“You shouldn’t be asking if I’m serious, you should be asking if America is serious, OK?”

The blonde white girl waved her hand to dismiss the other employees who were there to greet the BOSS, responding with a teasing tone.

“Honey, let’s not talk about this anymore.

I actually came to have fun with you, and just to take a glance at the employees on the side.

Has there been anything fun in Saint Rodu lately?

It’s been a while since I was back.

Drive me around first.”

The black-haired wealthy woman’s business had been on track for a while, and she had professional managers to handle it for her; she really just missed her girlfriend.

“I’ve met someone interesting, but I don’t think he’s from your world; otherwise, I could introduce him to you.”

Lisa, pulling the wealthy woman to her red Tesla, remembered the unknown Asian man she had met recently.

“He?”

An interesting him?

No woman could resist a girlfriend’s gossip, not even if she were the Great Commander of America.

Temir had never thought that she would hear such big news from Lisa’s mouth.

“Come on, tell me, have you slept with him?

Is he big?

Is he handsome?”

“Why aren’t you speaking?”

“Could he be a jerk?”

“You haven’t been scammed by him, right?”

“You should bring him to Missouri to let me check him out, there are more men than at UCLA!”

Lisa just wanted to install a mute button on Temir.

She opened her phone and looked for the chat window with Cheng Daqi.

“Chan, I think you could meet my BOSS; she might even find you a job.”

Lisa understood her girlfriend well; Temir’s family managed many industries in Missouri and could easily find Cheng Daqi a car repair job.

The cunning mechanic should indeed go to the remote and poor Missouri to work on car repairs for a lifetime, Lisa thought with not a little vengeance.

Of course, what she was actually considering was first to get Cheng Daqi a job, so that afterward, he could obtain residency and stay legally in America.

“Your BOSS?

Sure, give me the location; I’ll head right over.”

Cheng Daqi, while picking out second-hand clothes with Sani on his phone, received Lisa’s message.

He wasn’t in a rush about work at the moment, but meeting Lisa’s BOSS didn’t seem like a bad idea either.

After all, he was severely ill with a cold, and Lisa’s BOSS was the kind-hearted person who would think to give aid to the homeless.

Meeting her might just help him get connected to a hospital or something.

But he was really feeling terrible that day, and Cheng Daqi had to consider whether his appearance might affect how Lisa was perceived by her BOSS.

“Lisa, I’ve been sick recently, and I’m not in great shape.

Is it appropriate to meet your BOSS now?

I’m afraid my appearance might cause you trouble.”

Sick?

After pondering for a moment, Lisa sent a message back to Cheng Daqi.

Temir craned her neck, staring intently at Lisa’s phone screen.

Her eyes were wide open like brass bells, looking exactly like a gossip-monger.

“You’re actually thinking of taking me to meet him right now?

Lisa?

How alluring is this guy really?”