Chapter 4: own design

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It was the day of the meeting. Yasmin was packing the files, corresponding to the building she's about to visit with the couple, when Mr. Kang passed by her table. "Hello, Ms. Johnson. What are you getting ready for?", he stopped next to her. She looked up at him. "Good morning, Mr. Kang. I have a meeting with clients now."

"Which building?"

"The grey one in the shoester-street, which has this huge door and the beautiful front yard."

"Is that so? Well, I would like to accompany you, since I designed most things about the building myself."

"Oh, really? That's impressive. You really have a good taste."

"Thank you. When is the meeting?"

"In twenty minutes."

"Then we should go now.", he said and went straight to the elevator. Yasmin took her purse and hurried after her boss, to catch up his pace. They went down to the parking lot and he guided her to a white Lamborghini urus and opened the passenger door for her. She thanked him and entered the car. Mr. Kang shut the door close and walked over to the driver's seat.

"So, how old are you, Ms. Johnson? You seem quite young.", he asked after a while of silence.

"I am 26, Sir."

"Since when do you work in my company? Don't get me wrong, but I only noticed you a few weeks ago."

"I graduated in business administration when I was 23 and then started working in a smaller company, which was specialized on clothing. I didn't felt like this was the right thing for me so after about 1 year or a little more I came to your company. So I was about 24, almost 25."

"And marketing immobiles appeals more to you?"

"A lot."

"Well, then I'm glad you found place in Dfd.", he kindly said.

"How come you are the CEO of a big company at the age of 29?", Yasmin finally asked, what she had asked herself for so long now.

"Well, it was my father's company. He always prepared me to take it over one day. About four years ago, he got sick. He still lives, but he is not in the state to run a company. So it was my turn to continue.", he explained.

They arrived at the house and as soon as they got out of the car, another car pulled over. Two elderly people stepped out of it.

"Hello, you must be Mr. and Mrs. Williams. I am Ms. Johnson, we have talked on the phone." Yasmin greeted them. They said hello, shook hands and went to the front yard of the house.

"So, the garden was inspired by the Japanese culture. You can see that the colors green and red are very dominant here, with white accents. Also, there is even a little lake and some stone mounds. But let's go back in.", Yasmin explained and leaded the couple along with her boss inside the house.

"The house has three floors. One bathroom on the first floor, two on the second, and one again on the third floor. All in all it has five bedrooms, you can use them as guestrooms. It has replicating period moldings, which work perfectly with the Vincent VanGogh paintings on the walls and the chandeliers." Mr. Kang proudly looked at her from the back, as she explained all the details of the house factual but with a little enthusiasm.

"I am amazed by the house. What do you think, darling?", Mr. Williams asked his wife.

"I have absolutely nothing to complain about. I love it. Also, it's perfect for our grandchildren so stay over. I don't need to think anymore. If you approve, this is safe.", Mrs. Williams answered happy.

They made another appointment to do all the formal stuff. When they got back in the car, Mr. Kang praised Yasmin.

"I must say, I was very impressed. You did an amazing job. I think they also liked you. You were charming, that sells." Yasmin giggled and thanked him. She told him that she has a lot of fun, selling houses and actually talk to clients, instead of just working off files.

"If that's the case, I am promoting you to my personal assistant. That doesn't mean the whole paperwork will be gone, but it will be less. Also, you talk to clients, make my appointments, and you can go to appointments as well. And you're getting a new office, right next to mine."


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