Third person’s point of view.
*YUMMY KISS PRODUCTION HOUSE**
Heels were heard hitting the floor as young men and ladies in suits were rushing to the entrance of the company, they’ve just been informed that the founder and CEO of yummy Kiss was paying a visit, and they were to welcome him.
They all lined up orderly, the men were on lined up on the right and the ladies left. A man who seemed to be in his late thirties stepped up, and with a strict expression on, he began checking their outfits.
He nodded in approval, but stopped at the ladies’, then looked at the end of the line.
“Where’s the last person?” he asked one of the ladies.
“I’m here, I’m here, sir” another lady answered from a few feet distance away.
The man waited until she was near them, and gestured her to join the line, but not before glaring harshly at her.
“Good, everyone’s here” he said. “I just received a call from Mr. Alfonso’s assistant that Mr. Alfonso is visiting the company today…which is very rare, we all know he doesn’t come here unless he wants to do some inspections”
He paused and watched their expression, but there was no reaction, as everyone was just waiting for him to continue his speech.
“Now, over the years that I’ve been a manager here at yummy Kiss, I’ve come to understand that many of you don’t like me because I’m very strict…but trust me, Mr. Alfonso is even stricter, and he doesn’t take tardiness lightly”
He threw another glare at the lady who arrived late.
“So let’s work together and help me sustain this job, and I promise I’ll be a bit less strict to everyone, yeah?”
His brows furrowed when they clapped instead of giving him a resounding ‘yeah’ in respond, but wasn’t surprised and nodded appreciatively.
He looked towards the reception area, and signaled the man who’s been standing there to step forward.
“Everyone, I want to use this opportunity to introduce our new director… this is Alfred Thompson”
Alfred Thompson winked at the ladies and giggles echoed throughout the place, then nodded at the men.
The manager cleared his throat and the ladies quickly behaved themselves.
“We shouldn’t behave like this in front of Mr. Alfonso, or we’re all going to lose our jobs” he chided them.
He turned around at once, immediately he heard a car stop behind him. He rushed towards it and quickly but gently pulled the backseat door open.
“Good morning, Mr. Alfonso” he greeted the moment Ferguson alighted.
“Hm” Ferguson simply acknowledged him with a curt nod.
“Good morning, Rob” he greeted Rob who’s now standing near Ferguson.
“Morning, Tim” Rob replied, as he threw the car keys at a valet.
Ferguson looked around with a raised eyebrow as he heard a loud. “Welcome, Mr. Alfonso” from the men and ladies.
He gave Tim a questioning look, but Tim simply smiled nervously in response.
The staff (the men and ladies) exchanged looks, wondering among themselves where the strict manager they knew had gone.
“Good morning, Mr. Alfonso” Alfred greeted with a huge smile, stretching out his hand for a handshake.
Gasps were heard from the ladies at his boldness, even Tim was giving him a disapproving look, so he can withdraw his hand, but he wasn’t looking Tim’s way.
Wasn’t he here when Tim told us Mr. Alfonso is stricter?
Oh, no, he’s going to lose his job on his first day
I pity him the ladies whispered among themselves.
Ferguson stared at him with a deep frown for a moment, looking between his face and outstretched hand.
“Who the hell are you?” He asked, but reached forward and shook Alfred’s hand.
“Oh, this is Alfred Thompson, sir” Rob answered before Alfred or Tim could reply. “He’s the new director, and he resumed work this morning” Rob explained.
“Yes, sir” Alfred nodded in confirmation of Rob’s explanation.
Ferguson nodded. “Welcome onboard”
“Thank you, sir”
He (Ferguson) faced Tim. “I want to see you and Alfred in my office in five minutes”
“Yes, sir” Tim answered with a respectful bow, before Ferguson proceeded towards the elevator.
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*CEO’s Office – YUMMY KISS PRODUCTION HOUSE**
“Here is your coffee, Mr. Alfonso” Rob said as he placed a cup of Espresso on Ferguson’s desk.
Ferguson reached for it, he took a sip and pushed it aside, then seriously focused on the list of names he was going through, while Tim and Alfred waited patiently for him.
“Are these all the names?” Ferguson asked.
“Yes, sir” Tim answered.
He (Ferguson) frowned deeply.
“You mean, no one with the name, Stella McCartney, submitted an application form yet?”
“Not yet, sir”
His frown deepened, he pushed his computer away and cursed under loudly.
He was about saying something when Tim got a notification on his phone, Tim reached for his phone and checked the message.
“It seems like she just did” he said.
“What?”
“Miss Stella McCartney just submitted her application, sir”
“F**k, Yeah!” Ferguson exclaimed excitedly, he couldn’t control himself as he leaped for joy upon hearing the news.
Tim looked at his boss strangely, wondering why he’s so happy by this. But Rob bites back a laugh since he already understood what’s going on here, he leaned closer to Tim’s ear and whispered.
“Mr Alfonso misses her”
Tim frowned, feeling more confused, but Rob didn’t elaborate on it.
“Bring the audition forward” Ferguson said.
“Sorry, sir?”
“Send an email to every candidate, and let them know the audition is happening this evening”
“Huh? This evening?” Rob, Tim, and Alfred all exclaimed in absolutely shock.
They exchanged confused looks, wondering why their boss had decided to bring the audition forward, but they kept their questions to themselves -although, Rob already knew the reason behind his boss’s action.
“Er…I…we…I…” Tim stuttered.
“Say it” Ferguson commanded, he doesn’t like it when people stutter.
He (Tim) cleared his throat. “I don’t think there will be a good turn up because it’s short notice and…”
“We’ll work with what we have” he replied, leaving no room for arguments.
Tim sighed and nodded. “I should get on with it, sir”
“Go on”
“Yes, sir” Tim replied.
He approached the door, and Alfred made to follow him, but Ferguson stopped him.
“Oh, and Alfred stay behind, I have some things to discuss with you” he said.
“Yes, Mr. Alfonso”