My Clumsy Secretary (English)

"Judy! Where is the contract with Mr. Smith? I need it right now!" I exclaimed as I talk over the telephone. I need to be in the meeting in fifteen minutes but I haven't studied the proposal from the supplier of yarns. My office door opens and a woman approached my table handed me the brown envelope. "Where is Judy?" I asked impatiently. If this woman brings the wrong file, I might scold her for being inefficient. "She said she cannot come. She has an schedule with her OB-Gyne at ten a.m., sir..." I shook my head and sigh heavily. Monday morning is the busiest day of the week and the last thing I need is my assistant to be out. Half of my work is being transferred to her after the meeting. But what can I do? Judy is scheduled to have her maternity leave next week. And if I hire another assistant, I'd make sure she will not get married, or get pregnant at least. "What's your name again?" "Marcy Sanders, sir." Her face was familiar to me. I might have seen her roaming around places. But with thousands of employees I have, I only know a few; those only work closely to me. I don't have to know everyone. I have my supervisors to take care my other employees. "I will replace Judy while she's away..." She cuts off my thought. I opened the folder she handed me and my irritation rose that I need do sigh heavily again to prevent myself explode at that moment. My former employees knew how I work and how much patience I only have. I have close to twenty employees fired in just three months. That's how cruel I am. "I need the folder of Mr. Smith. Not Mr. Steel," I said patiently, giving back the trash she first gave me. Marcy rushed back to her table while I dialed the Human Resource Department. I cannot work with Marcy as my assistant. "I need a new assistant by tomorrow. Judy can still train her the rest of the week." I went straight to the conference room without the help of my temporary assistant because my time runs out. If there is one best trait I could ever be praised for, I don't go to meetings late. I value other people's time. I am Leon Dominique Adams, the current CEO of Adams Yarn Company in the Philippines. My father belongs to the Top Five Billionaires in the country, having three large companies operating until today. However, Adams Clothing is a family corporation and my cousins handle other areas of the company. Since I am the eldest and my brother and sister is still in school, my father appointed me to handle Adam's Clothing so he could concentrate on other two. We export best quality garments in the US and other parts of the world. It was a big responsibility to take since the company has thousands of employees. If I fail, many of my employees, if not all, will lose jobs. I am thirty four years old. Too young to be a CEO. I've been my father's assistant since I was still in college though, so I practically learned the ways of the company. Maybe my father purposely hired me years ago so I can prepare myself when it's his time to retire. Many of my father's business associates say that I am a good in what I do. But one of the secrets of a successful company is to hire dependable and efficient employees. Seventy percent of my productivity comes from them. That is why it is important to have my assistant as intelligent, as smart, and as hardworking as I am. Judy had been working in the company for almost five years. She used to be my father's assistant. Few months ago, the one that was assigned to me was fired by my father because he caught us making out inside my office. Oh, well... that was one of my ugliest trait, by the way. I can attract women like flowers into bees. I had bedded some of my secretaries I find attractive and desirable with. But I am far from entering into commitment. I am happy with the life that I have. My work is still my priority. As soon as I finish my first meeting, I called the HR manager again to post an online application to speed up the selection of applicants. I want to personally interview and select my new assistant I find most interesting with. I want someone with at least five years in the same job, with excellent communication skills, and of course -- smart and intelligent. My whole day became hectic because of Judy's absence. I refused to work with Marcy anymore because I cannot afford to lose my temper on the first day of the week. Everyone will be affected and I might fire someone again when I lose my control. My father warned me about it already. Six o'clock in the evening, when every employees in the building are rushing home, I was scrolling on the internet to scan applicants from our company email. Fifty applicants applied today. But I am in need of an efficient assistant - badly, so I offered to do elimination of not qualified applicants. I want to hire the best as soon as possible. My eyes are tired looking at the applications when I finished scanning twelve CVs. I find few, but then then again, they still have to undergo interview and exams. It was the standard procedure to work in Adam's Clothing. No one enters the company using just her face and body as her instrument. Someone knocked at the door and immediately opens after. Roxie was smiling at me while she has a box of pizza on her hands. I smiled back. I felt my stomach was empty and remembers I haven't eaten lunch. Roxie is the assistant of my supervisor in Marketing Department. We saw each other at a bar and she approached me without knowing that she works in my company. And when I hit someone at the bar, I just don't drink with her and go home after. I make sure I bring her to bed. It's no big deal for me. Many of the women who go to bars are looking for fun. Some look for new friends, and some just killing their boredom. When I saw Roxie, she was on the game. I don't usually hit women more than once. It becomes complicated when women starts to feel something for me. They become clingy and demanding at the same time. It was something I have to avoid in order to stay in the game. But Roxie was persistent among the girls I dated. Maybe because I allowed her to enter my office once in a while. I have cleared my intentions though, I wasn't interested in a deeper level of a relationship except just s*x. We are clear on that part -- at least. "I have pizza while you have wine. Perfect combination," she stated as she roam around my office to get the bottle of wine in my display cabinet. I reached for one glass and drinks half of it. Roxie stood near me and handed me one slice of pizza. "Thank you. It's a good substitute for lunch." "You're so hardworking. Slow down once in a while." Are you still working?" I asked nonchalantly. Some of my employees work overtime if necessary. I also go home late most of the time. "I just finish my work. My back hurts sitting the whole day." "Go home then." "Are you staying?" "Yeah... I need to scan applicants for tomorrow's interview." I sit on my executive chair and starts scrolling again. Roxie sits on the armchair watching me do my scanning. I smell her perfume and feel her breast touching my back and arm. Her hand landed on my lap and scrubs up and down. I felt uncomfortable. The last time she did that to me, she ended up screwed on top of my table. But I am not in the mood today. I really need to hire an employee because I don't want Marcy to replace Judy. "I need to finish this, otherwise I will end up with some dumb assistant. I can't work like that." "Finish your pizza and wine before you work again," she whispered in my ear. "You cannot function properly on an empty stomach." I nodded at Roxie and then tap her legs to dismiss her. One thing I like about her is she's easy to deal with. She knows when I need my space and time alone. I allowed her to date other guys whenever I am not available. I think that's just fair for both of us. I am about to close my laptop and take my time off the computer when one CV caught my attention. I have so many beautiful women swooning around me. It's impossible that I will be taken by the charm of a young woman just by looking at her in a two-by-two photo. As I surveyed her profile, I learned that she just graduated Bachelor of Science Major in Management. In addition, she had no work experience whatsoever aside from that on-the-job training required by every universities. Those two factors are very important to me when I hire my new assistant. My hand and my head was battling whether I should add her to be interviewed tomorrow or not. Certainly, she wasn't qualified. However, my curiosity won. Katherine De Guia became the tenth applicant to be interviewed tomorrow.