Traizle "If our sales are low, would commercials and giving out some flyers be a good strategy for now?" I suggested—almost interrupting their own meeting. Yeah, own. Zarsuelo instructed me to see first so that I would know how the meeting went and could follow up next time. "You somehow got a point. It's been years since we did a commercial." Aeron coincides with my suggestion, the marketing manager of Grand Finance. "About giving out flyers, I can manage that one. I know some people who are good at that work. We can also gain new customers with those strategies I have mentioned." I added, to make it more credible. Aeron smiled at me. "We will take account of that one," he replied. "That is the end of my report for today." Aeron added. "Okay, since it is not alarming. We can still think of any ideas on how to gain new customers. Well, I can say that we are still doing good. Losing one percent does not affect me at all," Zarsuelo said, standing up from his seat. "I will be
Traizle After lunch, Zarsuelo went to the meeting room to get himself ready for the incoming investor. I went to the Sales Department and got the Sales Plan. We will show and discuss this plan with the investor. After the meeting with the investor, we successfully won over the investor, and we will start our plan next week. I also think that he can really win over every investor or possible customer with his speaking skills. Look how I ended up working here. His choice of words will literally persuade you. "Mr. Andrade asked for your name a while ago," Zarsuelo said, and that halted me from reading the files. "He said he may have seen you somewhere." he continued. I looked at him confused. "And why would he ask for my name?" I asked, somewhat curious as to why he asked for my name. "He told me you are pretty in person." said Zarsuelo, playing with his pen. I talked to Mr. Andrade on the phone before to set a meeting date. He also told me that my voice is pretty. I laughed a
Traizle "It's been a month since you visited the restaurant, Traizle." Linda said, sulking a little. It has been a month since I started working at Grand Finance as Zarsuelo's secretary. "I am sorry about that. I have been busy with my work." I answered, apologizing to them. We, Kim, Linda, and I, decided to hang out today. It is also my day off, so I can hang out with them. It is also Sunday. Lyndon can take care of Layzen while I am gone. "Everyone is missing you in the restaurant, even the manager is asking for you." Linda said. "How's work in the restaurant?" I asked. "The usual." they answered. "No bad things happened, and we are thankful for that." Kim added. "If it happens again, we will be doomed. You are not working in the restaurant anymore. We must deal with them even if we are frightened.” Linda continued. I grinned at them. "You can just tell me you missed me too much. You guys are babbling too much." I told them. I can't help but to laugh at their acting s
Traizle "We should do this again next time." Linda said and gave me a hug. I hugged her back tightly. "I would love to. I am happy you accepted my invitation." I answered and turned to Kim to hug her as well. "If we are not busy, let's hang out again. Let's catch up with our stories next time." Kim added. We bade our goodbyes to each other after an hour of talking. I started walking around, taking in the nightlife of the city. I remembered my old days of riding my old motorcycle, delivering some orders. Ahh, my old motorcycle is at the junk shop already. Lyndon told me to throw it or else he would chop it into pieces. Layzen even kicked the old motorcycle because of the injury I got from it. I bought some food for them to munch later. I will also meet Layzen's babysitter tomorrow. We decided to find someone who could babysit him so that Lyndon could do the things he wanted to do. Freely and worry-free. As I enter the gate of our house, I can already hear some loud noises co
Traizle Zarsuelo suddenly embraced me. "Mentioning someone who is not worthy of your voice can make them sound worthwhile," Zarsuelo said. "Don't be mad at me for hugging you. Let me do it for a minute." he added. To lessen the awkwardness I am feeling, I am doing my things quickly. My heart is beating fast as if I am running endlessly. I can hear the beatings of my own heartbeat. I hope he can't hear it. I would die of embarrassment if he did. "You are so fluffy, and you smell so good. What shampoo or perfume are you using?" He commented. I hit his hands that were embracing me. "You can now stop hugging me." I told him. I could feel him shaking his head behind me. "Can we still stay for a few minutes? I still wanted to hug you. You are skinny yet fluffy. Be my wife, I will promise to be good and handsome as always." He said, so I hit his arm hard enough to cause him to remove his hands from me. "Ouch! You are ruining the lovey-dovey moments we are having!" He complained. "
Traizle "Why did you ask for me?" I asked Zarsuelo. He called on the telephone a while ago, saying he wanted me to come to his office. "Can you ask the cafeteria if I still have my sweets?" Zarsuelo said. I sighed and put the folders in his table. "You should have told me about that when you called," I told him. "It's early in the morning and you are going to pig out already?" I asked him back. It's early in the morning and he already wants to eat sweets? "Pig out is too offensive!" He growled. "I am craving some sweets and I wanted to see you too." he added. "That is pigging out." I told him, avoiding the other sentence he said. "I said that word is too offensive!" He growled again. So, he doesn't want to be labeled as pigging out, so I'm going to put it on my key card against him. I drew near him and looked at his garbage can beside his table. "I know you ate already, then why are you asking for more? Isn't it too much taking that in the morning?" I asked him. The c
Traizle They smile at my compliments. Seeing them happy makes me happy too. I did not know that working here could make me gain friends I never thought of having. Maybe because of Zarsuelo's influence, I can't even see an employee who is more serious than him. They are all friendly and fun to talk to. Aeron and his team showed me their plan for the commercial and the example flyer that will be used afterwards. "It is excellent," I commented, after reviewing the video plan. "It will be more of a high quality after taking this one with the chosen celebrity." I added. I looked at the sample flyer and examined it. "You guys did well, I can't say anything with this sample already. You deserve a thumbs up." I complimented their hard work. They really prepared for this. "Do you want me to show this to Zarsuelo?" I asked them. Their expression quickly turned to tense. "Do you think he will like it?" Anna asked. I nodded. "He is dumb if he will not," I said, laughing. "Aeron, co
Traizle "Yes, why?" He answered. That taken me aback. "I never saw you with your car." I replied. It’s the first time I met a billionaire who doesn’t usually use his car. Oddball. "It's because I am always eating sweets and I needed to burn them by walking. Why? Do you want to ride in my car?" he asked innocently. I disagreed. "No. I prepared to walk too," I told him. "It is just I am wondering why you are happy while walking. Usually, billionaires like you never walk outside like this." I added. "I will just use my car if it is far or important, as long as it is near, and I can walk I don’t use my car." he explained. If it’s important? I am touched by his words. He used his car because I was important that day. The hospital is nearby, but he still used it? Woah. I appreciated his effort. No one ever did that to me, aside from those two, of course. "Thank you." I said my gratitude. He looked at me, confused. "Huh? Welcome?" He answered, not sure of his answer. "Did