New Personal Assistants
900 Words
I went back to the apartment, tired. Chan noticed me walking in, "What happened, Alessandro? You looks like a fish that's about to drown in water."
"What? Fishes can't drown in water. You should have seen the interviewees, Chan. Arrogant, seducers, some who were just trying their luck. I barely found three people that were good enough."
"What did you expect? With the salary, it would make even managers quit their jobs and apply here."
I handed him the files.
"Whoa. You sure you didn't hired them for their looks?"
"What are you talking about? I hired them for their experience and personalities. Seem like you are paying more attention to them than me."
"No, I'll rather go on a date with my computer. Beside, I don't have time to go on dates. I need to finish the AI you told me about anyway."
I bought the office that I interviewed in since I liked it. The office time was at 10 am so that I can train and shower and go there. When I arrived, I again, sit behind the reception counter. The oldest woman, Calisto walked in and said, "Hey boy, is the boss inside?"
She was 29 years old. She was very good in managing as she was the head manager in her last company.
Olympia, 25 years old, was very good at accounting. She was the head accounting manager of her last company.
And then there was Xenia, 24 years old. She could give the models a run for the money. She was an expert at trading managing.
"Hello girls, you'll be working for me from now on. No, this is not a scam. You'll still be pay. To start working here, sign this contract. Read it carefully."
The contract looks like a normal contract except at the end it has an extra. It said, "If you leak any information, the company will hunt and kill you."
They read and signed it. The salary is too good to pass.
"Good. Come in here. From now on, you'll be working in this office. And I have tasks for you. Sit on the seats."
"Boss, what are we doing?"
"That's what I'm here to tell you. Now write down what I'm about to say. You need to hire researchers to research materials stronger than graphene. Then l need you to buy a lab. Then we need to research new food sources. I want them to be better than the ones in the current market. I'll deposit $100,000,000 into the company credit card to do all that. Ask more if you need more. Oh, then you'll need to make the company legal and stuff."
What kind of unregistered company give $100,000 to personal assistants. They were feeling dizzy by me throwing around $100,000,000 into researches. Then I remember I forgot something. I wanted to buy them coffee so I went out and bought some.
They were already working when he came back.
"Working hard? Here are your coffees. I forgot to give them to you."
"Thanks. And boss, the company has been registered."
"Damn. That fast? You guys are good. I'm gonna head out now. I need to sleep after yesterday's interview."
I went home. I never thought there would be a guy lying unconscious on the floor with Chan sitting nearby.
"Who is that, Chan?"
"Oh, some intruder. I don't know. I neutralized him using our new system."
I could feel my eyes light up.
"It works?"
"Oh yeah. He even tried to kick the door down to get out of here but I modified the door to be extra resilient. But I needed to aim the taser manually."
It was not perfect but it would have to do. In time, it would be improve so I just had to be patient.
"Nice."
"What do we do about this guy?"
"Wait, let me."
I went and twisted the unconscious man's hand. Just like I thought, there was a fire tattoo on his hand. It was the symbol of the Burnhill organization, the company behind the Apocalypse. I slapped him a little hard. His eyes suddenly open.
"Who are you? What are you doing here?"
"I'm just a security guard. Don't you see my uniform?"
"Don't play coy with me. Now tell me, what are you doing here?"
"You caught me. I'm a robber."
Anyone can see that he's lying.
"I thought, we could do this the civilize way but as you insist."
I pulled out a plier, shock filled Chan and the prisoner's face.
"You might want to go back to your room, Chan. This is going to be ugly."
Chan quickly went back to his room.
"Now let's do this. Tell me what's your name?"
"f**k yourself."
"Ok."
I pulled his nail out with my plier.
"Now?"
How could this boy torture me like this? He is only a teenager yet he torture me with no remorse on his face.
"Fine. I'm Jevon. I was told to come here by my company."
I thought, If Burnhill told him to come here, they must know that I'm doing something. I need to move.
"Well, thank you Jevon. Now goodnight."
I signaled at the camera and a taser shot him, rendering him unconscious. Chan came back into the room with Sara.
"What happened here?"
"Oh, nothing much. We need to move."
"Why?"
"I have my reasons. Because it's dangerous."
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