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You sit in the lobby creating different ways of how Mr. Chalamet will ask you questions in your head. You needed to have a perfect first impression, he owns the biggest leading film company-Big Films studio, in the world and running up is Warner Bros. Being a choice out of five men that want to be Vice President of the company is stressful. What if he's a sexist asshole and chooses a cocky man just because he's a bro.
"Y/n y/l/n." His assistant calls out from the open door where my competition walks out fixing his tie.
You stand up and pull your pencil skirt down. Confidence and being straight forward is key to this interview. You let out a breath and grab your purse with your papers. The assistant guides me to the door and knocks first.
"Come in." Mr. Chalamet calls out with annoyance.
Just great he's in a bad mood. Mr.Chalamet had a reputation of being dead serious about everything and a workaholic. The assistant lets you in his office and it overlooks New York City, I can see Times Square from here. You let out a small gasp from how cool it is to see the fast paced place in a view like this. He clears his voice and stands up holding my resume.
"Okay Y/n it says here you went to Y/d/c (your dream university) with honors and took internships immensely here and had landed a position of employment here and you're trying to develop yourself to be Vice President of my company." He says flatly.
You nod and he looks up.
"A nod or gesture isn't a answer." He looks me dead in my eyes. "I apologize-Yes Mr.Chalamet." I comply to him.
The door opens and it's the CEO of the company. He walks in with a bubbly smile and a jump in his walk. Mr.Chalamet rolls his eyes and suspires. He has blonde hair and a blithe attitude which showed on his great smile.
" Hi Y/n it's wonderful to see you! Man Timotheé and I are impressed with the work you've brought here man." He shakes my hand willingly.
I chuckle and say thank you.
"If you would liberate us Mr. Harrison I have to evaluate Miss.Y/n." He says displeased how causal Mr. Harisson is with me.
He throws and his hands up and nods.
"I'll leave you two but go get em tiger." He winks playfully at me before leaving the room.
Mr. Chalamet spins on the back of his shoes and leads the way to a meeting room. It's dark and dim, but it's still formal. The walls are black and the furniture, is grey wood or black chairs. You take a seat and Timotheé sits in front of you. The air is thick and tense.
"Being a Vice president you are to bear financial strategies for organisations and our corporations, monitors goals and adjusts policies to meet them, work closely with others and corporate executives to ascertain goals, and advise about staffing and other organisational resources for myself. I'm letting you hold my respective and responsible reputation in your hands." He says in with a grave expression.
" Working here I've gained all of those skills and I will make sure I will excel for everyone here and you sir." You declare.
He looks at you with a smirk and leans back.
"Good girl." You hear but ignored since Mr. Chalamet is known to be damn near asexual because he's a workaholic and he wouldn't form those words.
He lets in a heavy breath.
"You're employed as the Vice President Y/n you said what I've been wanting to hear." He says impressed.
"Thank you sir." You bow.
"Meet me here tomorrow and we'll settle down everything." He stands.
