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2. Just chill, Girls are toys to me.
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2024-10-29 19:42:56A cold environment is in the conference room. Everyone in the conference room is showering with sweat, though the air conditioner is working perfectly. All know that today either their salary will be deducted or will they lose their job. They are waiting for their boss who can enter anytime in the conference room.
Michael Pattinson, the CEO, and owner of Pattinson Group. He is facing losses in his several business branches, mostly in the publication's company. Today the Pattinson group's share has fallen unexpectedly. God knows well what is going on in his mind.
As expected he entered the conference room at sharp 11 am. This is the most accurate part of his character. He never forgets his commitments and always maintains the right time.
Everyone in the conference room stands up. Michael doesn't even care to ask them to sit. He starts speaking without any greetings. All are listening without a blink. All are in the hope of not losing their job...
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Michael's pov -
The Pattinson group lost its reputation. There was a time when we were at the top of the share market and today we are on the bottom line. I need to take full control before we are declared bankrupt. All shareholders are pressurizing to get back their invested amount.
In this situation what to do, I am not getting anything in mind. I enter the conference room with all of these thoughts. All are looking so tense. I prefer not to pay attention to that. I start saying, "I hope you all already know about the share market fall. Now suggest to me, how can we get over this situation?" I asked but no one was answering. Which gives a boil in my blood.
"Why do I pay you all? Do you love your job or not? I want any solution within the evening, otherwise all fires. Now get back to your cabin and think. Go." I shout at them. They all left by looking at the ground. I know I shouted without their fault but what can I do? I know one of them or a group of them is with William. Who are they I don't know. But now what should I do? I need to get over this situation. I can't afford to lose my position. Though I already lost enough. But I can't anymore.
"Now, will you calm down?" I get Jack's voice.
"I am calm enough. Can't you see?" I am irritated with him.
"Yeah. I can see that. Now, relax and think. In anger, you can't think of anything. We both know that." He is trying to make me calm.
"Can anyone be calm in such a situation? Can you imagine we will be declared bankrupt?" I am explaining to him with a soft tone.
"I can understand but we need to survive not attend to a war. So first think how to balance everything." Jack is really cool-minded. If he wasn't in life what would have happened to me?
"Okay. You suggest, now what can I do?" I asked him.
"Let's go to a club. You will get so many, girls. I know you will be happy after that." His line surprised me.
"Are you okay? You always stop me about this matter." I asked him with shock.
"Because now I want you to be happy. And I know you, about girls you always keep interested. After all, you are the playboy in our college. Nope, I am wrong about our city. And we both know your advantage William took. Now, let's not extend this. Let's go to a club. We will have lunch after that and return to the office. Then we can decide calmly. Okay?" He is the boss now.
"Okay let's go. If it's about a girl did I ever deny it? No, right? Let's go, Jack." I am so excited now.
We led our way to a club. Though the club is the best place for the night now I can manage. One girl, at least one girl I will get there. Jack is driving and I turn on the music system in the car. I play the 'Playboy' song by Trey Songz. It's just perfect. Jack is giving me a mock smile. Who cares? Let's enjoy life, Michael. I concentrate on the song.
"We are here," Jack said to me. I look through the window. Great, the Yale Club of New York City. I just love to be here. The best part is here we can get all the classy girls. Who is the perfect combination of hot and sexy? I give a wide smile to Jack and come out of the car.
I can enter the club within a few minutes. I got a few girls. Wow, I thought only nights are better to get girls now I am proven wrong. I take a glass of Sapporo beer. I am taking steps back by looking at those girls and my back bumps with someone. I turn back and it was a girl. Her open silky brown hair is looking so perfect through the backside. I try to look into her face but she starts walking.
It seems that she is in such a hurry. I also follow her. Suddenly she stumbles with a chair. I hold her right hand and this time also her hair becomes the obstacle between my eyesight and her face. She doesn't even care to thank me, just releases her hand and leaves. I am looking at her from the backside. She is walking like a ramp model. Perfect figure. I just wish to have her with me.
"For the first time, you are looking at a girl." Jack's voice brings me to reality.
"Yeah, I just wanted to see her face but couldn't." I am disappointed.
"Is it love at the first sight?" Jack is teasing me. Yeah, I am also surprised but I need to stop him.
"Just chill. Girls are toys to me. My favorite things to play." I said and Jack was already irritated. I start laughing. He leaves me smirking.
UHASAHello readers, Here you are at first sight. Lol Precisely, first hair sight. Hahaha. I hope you enjoyed it. Thank you all.
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