Chapter Two - I am her boss

 I still couldn't believe I struck the deal. It was the first time I didn't mess up a huge contract like this and I couldn't help but be overwhelmed as I got congratulated by the board members.

Grandpa just looked at me and without saying a word, he left.

Well, the action didn't surprise me, after all grandpa would always be grandpa and there would be nothing I would ever do that would please him.

"Congrats, bro," Steve Congratulated.

"Congrats, Sir, you finally did it," Jenny, my personal secretary said and for some reasons, it actually irritated me.

"Excuse me?" I said with a frown..

"I'm sorry sir," she fidgeted. 

"Tell the team to start work immediately," I said sounding very harsh.

Well, that was just a boss being a boss. They are nothing but my workers and they should be subordinate to me.

I left the conference room and headed straight to my office. I finally had the chance to rest after a three- hour board meeting. 

As I sat on my resplendent chair, my thoughts drifted to the lady I met earlier. It was really ridiculous to me thinking that someone, a woman to be precise, would refuse help from someone like me, who the hell did she think she was?

And to think that I was actually willing to help, it was strange to me.

I stood up and headed towards the glass wall which served as a window, it was nice getting the view of a city from the seventh floor.

I looked downwards but then, my eyes focused on a figure on the ground. 

Black jacket, white shirt and black trousers, it was her, the girl I met earlier. 

No, it must be a joke. I was just thinking of her and now she was in my sight? I must be hallucinating.

My office door opened and before I could scold, Steve spoke.

"Bro, it's me." 

"Steve, please come and have a look," and he stepped forward.

"Who do you see at that end, close to the canteen," I asked him..

"Hmm.. Two ladies, one in black and white and the other in -," he was saying but I interrupted.

"So, I am not hallucinating, it's really her."

"It's really her? Andrei, who is she?" Steve quickly asked.

"Steve, aren't you supposed to be supervising the project?" I quickly changed the topic to avoid Steve's remarks. And that got Steve out.

I went to my desk and called the security chief. Within seconds, he was at my office, certainly no one wants to mess with a CEO like me.

"I need the CCTV footage at the entrance of the canteen, I want to see where a particular person came from and ask the receptionist to come to my office," I told him. 

Within a few minutes, both were at my office.

"Sir this lady is the newest intern in our company, she resumed today," the receptionist told me when I showed her the lady's footage.

"I need all the professional details of this lady."

"Name, Cherry Sebastian, Age, twenty two, she is a marketer by profession, recently graduated from-," she was saying but I cut her off.

"You may leave." 

I found myself smiling as I looked at her files on my computer. So, her name is Cherry and she's just twenty two. Well, seems like fate made us meet again. Who would have thought I was her boss?

Cherry's POV

Fortunately, I arrived just on time at the company. A lady led me in and took me to the fifth floor where I would be working. 

The company was way bigger than I expected and I was marvelled at how supercilious the arrangement was at the fifth floor. The office we walked into was a large office, there were tons of staff, each with their chair, table and computer like in a library.

"We have a newbie here, she is an intern," the lady announced and everyone's attention was on me. Some welcomed me, others just stared.

"This is your desk, you'd be working here as a typist for the time being. The lady led me to a desk at the corner of the office with a large computer on. It was just two desk at that corner unlike the rest rows which contained up to fifteen.

"Okay, thank you," I told the woman.

I never expected I'ld be a typist here, I was expecting something better, after all, I was a marketer not a computer personnel.

"Hi, I'm Everly," my desk mate told me with a smile. A smile that reminded me of Amanda, my best friend. She was also dark skinned and had brown curly hair just like Amanda.

"I'm Cherry," 

"Wow, Cool name. I'm certainly going to name my future daughter that," she said in a very funny way and I had to admit I liked her. I think I'ld be getting a new friend.

There were tons of paper, mainly minutes and speeches to be typed. So, I begun work immediately.

"It's lunch break," Everly told me some hours later.

"Oh, I see... Everly, is every one here a typist like you and I?" I asked..

"No, but everyone here deals with paperwork. Some are typists like us, some are editors, others have one work or the other relating to paperwork," she answered.

"I was actually wondering why I was brought here, I'm actually supposed to be an online marketer," I told her.

"You should be glad you were given the privilege to work at this department, seems like your performance at your interview really impressed them. Other interns work in lower departments," she told me.

"Are you an intern?" I asked.

"No, I'm a professional typist," she said.

"Don't worry, you can apply for marketing department after some months," she added.

"I sure will," I told her

"So, won't you come with me for lunch?" she asked

"No, I'll just stay here."

I had too much things to do with money and spending for lunch was certainly not among. I'ld rather stay hungry. 

As if she read my mind, she spoke.

"The company offers free lunch to staff to a certain limit per day."

Free lunch, I was completely in.

It was the best news I had heard since morning, that means I wouldn't have to skip lunch anymore.

"I'm in," I told her and we were off to the canteen.

it was 7:00 p.m. I had finished my task and joined Everly who was heading downstairs for home.

"Bye-bye," I told her before we parted.

I walked towards the gate heading outside. My car broke down this morning, that means I would have to think of another way to go home and a cheaper way at that. I did a rough calculation, towing fee, two thousand, repair fee, five thousand, that's seven thousand. 

I had already spent seven thousand today just for my car, my account balance would be fifteen thousand. I still had my rent to pay, it was due a week ago and I knew how money conscious my landlady was.

Since I have free lunch everyday, I won't be eating much for dinner, so the food items at home should last till I get my pay. I still had my piggy bank, if I add that to the money in my account maybe I'ld be able to pay my rent.

I just have to not spend money for other things. I'll take the subway then, since its cheaper.

As soon as I stepped out of the company, I heard a car hooting at me, probably to get my attention. It drove closer to me.

"Care for a ride?" I heard the voice say. No, I've heard this voice before. It was the man I met earlier.

"You again? are you stalking me?" I asked because I had to.

"Me? why would I? I just happen to drive past at the moment and I saw you," he said. I noticed his driver wasn't with him, he was driving.

"Anyways, I don't need your help. I am an independent woman, I can take care of myself."

"Is it really a big deal to accept help from someone? why are you so...," he was saying but suddenly stopped when he heard his phone ring to answer. I left immediately I noticed he was distracted.