CHAPTER 4

The one I had fired, she was unprofessional to have barged into my office and took off her bra and threw it at me like a stripper. 'Want to have some fun boss?" she asked. 'Have some fun at a new job because you're fired!" I responded without even looking up at her. All I heard was a low growl and her heels hitting the floor as she walked out my office. Maybe she got the wrong impression when I told her I wanted her in my office right away. Hell, I was about to fire her anyways. She messed up my schedules the day before. I hated employees who couldn't control themselves. I wasn't interested in any help of mine nor could I ever saw myself being. I was the boss and my tolerance was very thin, the slightest sneezing could throw me way off. 'Yes sir," Miss. Blackman responded and immediately went to the pull out the cabinets in search of the applications. I went into my office, closed in the door behind me and sat down in my comfortable office chair. I gazed around and imagined how my father must had felt when he accomplished all of this. He was my role model and my mentor, that was one of the reasons why I never changed a thing in the office. Everything was the exact way he left it and his office was now my office. His picture still hung on the wall. And the photograph, with him in his clean white tuxedo, mom in her very beautiful wedding gown and Emily and I in our white baby suits in their arms, was on my desk, positioned at an angle that was visible for my eyes only. It was my favourite picture although I couldn't remember that actual day, I was barely five months old. I raked my fingers through my hair as a knock came on the door. 'Come in Miss. Blackman," I instructed. I always knew it was her, she didn't have to call to inform me she was coming to my office like what she had to do for everyone else. She opened the door and walked up to my desk. 'I've found them." 'Okay," I replied and took the folder from her hands and placed it on my desk. There were many applications. Hundreds if not thousands and I wanted the best of the best. 'Miss. Blackman, transfer all the calls to my extensions and join me in here so we can go through these together," I said, daring not to touch the application until I had help. 'Yes sir," she answered with a smile and withdrew quickly. I liked that about Miss. Blackman, always cheerful and up for any task and challenges I threw her way. 'This one is too shallow." ' Too deep and egotistic." 'Too short." 'Too self expressive." We looked through the applications for the remainder of the afternoon. At the end, four applicants stood out. 'What's my schedule like tomorrow?" I asked her. 'There's a meeting you have with the investors at 11:00am and the fifth level meeting at 2:00pm. You're free before and after the hours of these two meetings." 'Great, okay. Call in these applicants and inform them that they've been selected for an interview tomorrow at 8:00a.m sharp. If they're not interested or they've already found another job, here are the others." I handed her three more applications which I also found impressive so I used them as a stand-by. Just in case. 'Okay. I'll get on it right away," she said. I looked up at the wall clock in my office. She was already over time. It was 4:30 p.m and she finished at 4:00 pm. I wanted to stop her to tell her I'll do it myself but she was already out the door, making phone calls. 'Mr. Hollen, I've contacted the first four but two had already found another job and are no longer interested since they're out of the country so I've contacted the standbys." 'And?" 'They'll be coming in tomorrow at 8:00a.m. Here are the names." She handed me a piece of paper, 'Good afternoon sir," she said again and turned to leave. 'Thank you." I said and she turned back at me, smiled again and left. Wow. She's amazing. Jasmine's POV 'Thank you." He said to me. Had you ever had that feeling where you felt like you were back in high school and your dreams were finally coming through because you're getting noticed by the popular guy who also happens to be your crush? Well, that was what it felt like with Mr. Hollen but I had to be very professional with and around him now that I was going to be working even closer with him and may have to accompany him to meetings and business trips. I didn't know how I was going to contain and control myself but I had to. Losing my job was not an option. I arrived at my apartment. Pushed the key into the lock and opened the door to reveal my mother sitting at the couch, reading one of those gossip magazines. 'Hi mom," I greeted her, shutting the door behind me and taking my handbag off my shoulder. 'Hi Jassy, how was your day?" 'It was great. My boss is promoting me to be his Personal Assistant. I'm starting on Monday. Someone else would take over my previous position," I explained to her with some excitement in my voice.