Authoress P. O. V
  Shindara knew things weren't right. The document was telling her to do things which were totally wrong for business etiquettes. Whatever those whites are trying to do wont work , the devilish smile plastered in her team leaders face isn't enough to deceive her.

   She picked up her own file from her bag and tried to ring out the wrong procedures,  she won't loose her job on the first day of work, the creepy stares from her colleagues says it all.

   "Miss Nigeria,  let's go !" the team leader said after an hour has gone.

   Like who in the world bears Nigeria,  she just hope that this is not a discrimination. It wouldn't be right correcting her on the first day of work.

   "yes ma" she replied and heard a snicker from her colleagues.

  Ignoring the mockery she picked up the now corrected files and followed her team leader.

   "miss Nigeria,  this is our manager " she said while pointing to a man in blue suit.

   "good day sir,I'm the new employee from Nigeria " Shindara said as she bowed.

   "no need of been all so formal , who knows whether you would last a day" he said with  a smile playing on his lips.

  "pardon? " she was quite perplexed.

  "Ignore my last statement and have a wonderful first day at work " he said as he walked into the art gallery with his hands in his pocket.

  
   Shindara turned to the team leader for clarity but the team leader just shoved her off as they walked into the art gallery.

    "At this rate if your CEO don't arrive,  we will leave at once " The VIP from Korea said .

    "we are so sorry for the inconvenience maybe I could take on his part " the manager said with a snicker.

   "sure" the VIP said.

   "Stop! " a masculine voice said as the door to the art gallery was swung open.

  Shindara P. O. V
   The man was very handsome, it was as if God took a special day for his creation, snap out of it Shindara! he is your boss .

  He walked in with his female secretary .

  "I'm so sorry.  Sir Lee Pyo and Eun Sup. I hope you can pardon me for the inconveniences " he said with his broad voice,  it is so masculine OMG.

   "No problem Leon it's a good thing that you are here " they replied and I could see the managers face change from that  mockery expression to annoyance .

  What in this world is going on here?!

  "so it's a pleasure to have you both witness  our first exhibition  of the poetry painting for this year and I will start our exhibition by showing you the master piece with the aid of one of our employee from the Market designing department " he said and just then he looked onto my side and his face contorted in discomfort with his fist clenched .

   Ignoring this all,  I came forward and performed my part wonderfully making sure there was no blunder.

    "you got a lot of explaining to do" the manager whispered through gritted teeth to the team leader as they all walked out.

  "you stay behind " he said as he pointed at me. For a moment I thought he wanted to commend me for my earnest hard work but the cold expression on his face says otherwise.

  "leave at once! " He yelled at his secretary and at that moment I felt like I may pee. she immediately scurried away.  When everyone left he faced me,  if looks could kill I would be 6 feet beneath the ground by now.

    "who is that quack in this bloody company that hired you? " he said trying to maintain his cool.

   "what? " I asked quite shocked because I know I performed my role perfectly.

     "don't let me repeat myself. I said WHAT ARE YOU LOOKING FOR IN MY COMPANY!! " he yelled and I felt the whole gallery shake.

   "Cats got your tongue!Now go tell the person that hired you to disgrace me publicly that he had  failed. Go! "  he yelled and I was rooted to the floor,  tears threatened to fall but I did my best to keep it in its place.

    "I don't understand sir" I replied.

  "  well of course you won't understand! I shouldn't expect more from a fucking black no brains, " he said and just at that moment my tears betrayed me.

   I regret ever following Sandra to this country,  I made the most terrible mistake of my life.

   He seized me by my throat and I struggled to breath as he manhandled me.

   " Asshole, self cen-tre-d jerk, bas-tard! " I spit out with his hand still on my throat.

   "what did you just call me? " he said as he released me and I fell to the ground.

   "I called you exactly what you heard! " I said.  Enough of the assault! We Nigerians no dey carry last (A pidgin slang).

  " who gave you the confidence, you bitch? "

  I stood up"You called me to your forsaking racist company, you hired me,  you made me leave my country,  you made me use all my life savings up just to come here . I regret my decision and I curse the person that will ever marry a self centred jerk like you" I said in between gritted teeth as the tears began to flow freely now.

  "I quit,  yes!  I don't mind been a beggar on the street, it's not like I have lived   a life full of roses before anyways.  I resign!! "  I yelled and stormed off in tears.

   If only I got the money I would have sued him for assault but I can't because he got more power and it's not even my country.

   "all done! " the secret reporter said as he showed the video to the manager and the team leader.

  "you see I told you to be patient.  I knew he gotta fall for it. It's better you keep to your promise" the team leader said.

     " I like your working habit,  it was nice doing business with you and trust me I'm a man of my words. " the manager replied her with a smile.

    Hello guys so that's the fourth chapter and I really feel like crying for Shindara.

NOTE: I'm not calling the white "racist. "That's not even part of the story line,  there is a story behind every action so please exercise patience and let's discover it out.