[completed] Lalisa Manoban, owner of one of South Korea's most famous record labels, decides to open a branch in Australia, where she meets a unique voice.
Translated from Portuguese to English
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Pov Lalisa Manoban
I walked over to the big desk they had just put in my living room. One thing they went a bit overboard with when they were going to make my workplace was the size and comfort, and don't get me wrong, it wasn't a criticism. I really liked space and places where I didn't feel trapped, which was why every building I had had transparent glass windows.
I liked to look out while thinking about the things I had to deal with.
Immediately a name entered my mind, Roseanne Park, and I picked up her application form, which contained all the information needed to join a company. There was nothing related to music mentioned there, no hobby course or college, which made me even more curious.
Of course, the coincidence that had happened over the last few days made me even more curious. I wasn't someone who believed in luck, but I did believe in fate. I could put together a few moments in my life that only fate could explain, and this was one of them.
When I saw the girl from the bar the night before sitting with her friend on one of the presentation chairs, I was paralyzed and shocked for a few minutes. Of course, I sensed her discomfort at the sudden attention, which made me recompose my serious pose, but I failed again and stared at her again, trying to imagine why she was there for the simple job of a secretary.
One thing wasn't hard to deduce: she had no interest in music and hadn't made it an issue at any point during the first interview, as far as I knew.
And the worst thing was that she was a perfect fit for the position she had applied for. She was a great communicator and had mastered technology-related exercises. She had already worked for two other companies that recommended her highly, I had practically all her information and so it didn't dawn on me that she simply didn't care about her gift.
A knock on the door snapped me out of my thoughts and it was only then that I realized I was still holding her file in my hand, staring at her new, angelic face.
- Come in. - I replied after sitting down in the very comfortable chair.
- I'm sorry to disturb you, Miss Lalisa. - Miya came in with her tablet in hand. She looked very pretty that morning, wearing a gray dressing gown, and her hair, as usual, was tied up in a perfectly straight bun.
- No bother Miya, what have we got for today? - Miya stood in front of me and scrolled through the digital pages.
- Meeting at 14:00 with the Australian investors, at 16:00 an interview with the collaborators and at 18:00 another meeting with the two new producers.
- It's a busy day today. - I said, staring at the file again.
- Are you sure you want to do the interviews? - I stared at her face after hearing her speak. - Your schedule is full and we could do it without any problems.
