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“Runitthroughmeonce more.”
I cross my fingers, waiting for the summary of the report. My assistant, Derrick, clears his throat.
“The project for the expansion of HireCorp will span five years. Extending our services to entrepreneurship consultation is the major agenda, but we need to create a new department for that. There are other plans to boost our finances, but they’ll be formulated step-by-step. We need to find a way to boost our image in the meantime.”
“I know.” I pinch the top of my nose. “I’ll think of something. Have Sara from PR see me.”
“Yes, Mr. Thatcher.” Derrick saunters out of my office.
I lean back. It’s not easy taking over a new company. This firm has potential, but it’ll be a task trying to unlock that full potential. I run over my plans once more. They’re ambitious, but it’ll take a lot of effort to bring them into reality.
I need to boost our public image. I rack my brain for new ideas but none pop up. There’s no choice. I’ll have to take the longer route of advertisements, mostly online.
A knock on my door. “You called for me, Mr. Thatcher.”
“Yes, Miss Carter. I need to discuss something with you.”
She comes in, holding some files to her chest. Getting to my desk, she drops the files and leans forward. Her blouse is unbuttoned right until midway, exposing her ample cleavage. I grimace.
“Please take a seat. And do something about…” —I nod in the direction of the exposed part— “that.”
“What’s that?” She looks down, then giggles. “Oh, silly me. I’m used to bringing it down. These dress suits can be restrictive, right?”
I look away as she buttons up. She still leaves three buttons open, and there’s still some cleavage visible. I shake my head. It’s not important.
“You’re the head of HR. I need your advice.”
“On what, sir?” She leans over my table again.
Rising to my feet, I pace. What do I want for this company? It’s not hard to answer. Redefining the values of this company and entering new fields that’ll yield better results. Those values are what took my media agency to a new level, and instilling them in this new merged institution is a priority.
I freeze, clenching my fists. Those values were passed to me by Vanessa, my late wife, years ago. They built up my character as a young entrepreneur, and now they’re pillars. She was that kind of woman.
“Are you okay, sir? You look pale.” Sara rises.
Waving her down, I resume my pacing. “When I took over this firm, I had one thing in mind and that’s rebranding and expansion. We’re moving into new fields, and we need to be at our best. Any ideas on how to improve productivity?”
“That’s simple. Just be a good boss. Also, you can introduce some juicy benefits for good conduct. If the others see you’re rewarding good work, they’ll want to prove their worth to you as well.”
I nod. Looks like Sara might have something up there after all, but it is still too early to tell. It’d be easier if she wasn’t so flirtatious.
“Alright. Those are good suggestions. Thank you.”If only they weren’t so basic and shallow.
“You know,” she says, blushing. “You’d make a great actor, Mr. Thatcher.”
I turn to her, raising an eyebrow. “Why’s that?”
She smirks. “You have the looks. And the charisma. I’m sure you won’t have a problem with the female employees trying to impress you.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
“It’s just a compliment, sir,” she says in a throaty voice.
I grit my teeth. “Thanks. You can leave.”
“Can I ask a question, Mr. Thatcher? It’s a teensy bit personal.”
I can’t get off to a bad start with my human relations manager. I’ll indulge her, for the moment.
