He Is Back
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Once she knocked we heard a husky quiet a sexy voice, "Come in", She asked me to take the seat, Mr. CEO I don't know his name yet was facing the other side I could not see him but he had a file in his hand I guess it was mine, how rude can someone be by not even looking at the person and still talking. He asked me to read and sign a document /Contract which had the rules for the company and project. It was a 10 page document I seen it was already signed by Rahul and some A Singhania. I think he was the other person. I read the pages a few pointers which were on it underlined were:
1. You will be working as an employee of this company till the project ends.
2. There is no fixed timeline for this project and office hours till finally approved and agreed by the CEO.
3. You will have to accompany the CEO whenever required for this project here or overseas without questions etc.
4. Your company cannot terminate this contract or leave halfway at any cost or else our company will register a counter case of $150 million.
These were a few stuck in my mind, however as I know Rahul had signed it that means he was completely in trust and sure about this. I signed the paper and pushed it towards the chair." You may go and Lucy will show you your cabin Ms.Malhotra "is what he said still facing his back towards me. He sounded familiar but I was not sure.
I got up and began to move out of his cabin I heard the chair squeak I guess he turned and I heard my name," And Ms. Malhotra, I am Adish Singhania the new CEO of this company and we will be working together" The moment I heard his name I turned and froze.
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