"The Unsolicited"

Chapter: 16

"See, here's your office," he said while opening the door of my office.

I entered and saw a big desk in the center, with my nameplate.
My eyes sparkled, "Woah!"

"You like it?" he asked smiling.

"Yes!"

"Good!"

"For your assistance, we already posted the job vacancy on our website," he said In a happy tone.

"you can check the candidates, conduct interviews, and select them."

"Yeah, I read about my job role, I'm aware of the things I can do at my own will," I said smiling...

" Yeah, as expected!" he smiled...

"Then please call me Samuel," he said chuckling while leaving my office.

*He is almost five years older than me but still, he treats me so well. He's such a helpful person!*

I took some pictures of me and my office and sent them to my parents and friends.

I checked for the candidates but no one was fulfilling what I wanted.
But I was so impressed to see that so many people applied within an hour.

I kept checking and shortlisting.

At 2 P.M., I heard a knock at the door!
I can't tell how happy I was to say, "Yes!"

Samuel entered.

"Ready for a tour?"

"Yes!"

I quickly winded up my work and left the office with him.
he gave me a tour of the whole building, It took an hour and then we again came to the second floor.
And then he showed me a room and told me to go there.

"you?" I asked.

"I need to return to my work" he replied and went off.

*He didn't even tell me what's In there.*

"Let's go, Amish." I knocked on the door.

"Come in!"

I heard a familiar voice.
I entered the room.
It was Ian.

"Good Afternoon, sir!" I said with a nervous smile.

"Good afternoon, Miss Amish!" he smiled...

*should I ask if he's okay?*
*No, I shouldn't mention it.*

"I'm fine!" he said smiling.

"Good to hear that!" I stammered...

*How did he know?*

"You can sit down if you're done talking with you in your mind" he smirked...

*How does he know?*

"Ah, right!" I said having a seat.

"So, how you are doing here?" he asked while putting his laptop aside.

"Good, Sir!"

"Good! Did you check the candidates?" he asked looking at me.

"Yes, sir! But I'll take a whole day to select the ones for the interview."

"You can handle however you want."

"Yes."

"I'm going to a private meeting, can you help me choose my outfit?"

*outfit? But what's wrong with the one he's wearing?*

"Sure."

"Good!" he stood up from his chair and made his way to the closet.

I followed him.