Love Story of Irene

Interview (2 )

The fourth player has come out. His face could not be read at all. Irene of course deg-degan.

"Miss Irene Lucia P please come in."

Glekks. Irene stood shut her eyes for a moment. Irene put her foot in. He turned his eyes to everyone in the room. They sit very well.

"Please sit down." Irene nodded and thanked him.

"Right be Miss Irene Lucia P?" Asked one of the women sitting in front of him holding a brown map, it seemed like it was Irene's job application.

"It's just mom."

Suddenly the meeting room door was knocked and opened by someone. The men in suits and the two women swiftly stood up and saluted. Irene without orders did the same.

"Please all sit down and move on!" Everyone sat down including Irene. The man stood to the left of the man in the suit and watched Irene in front of them.

Who her? Is he the boss? These ten people alone have made me tremble in addition to him. Don't think about it, Irene. Irene hurriedly calmed her heart and mind.

HRD1: "What motivates you to work well?"

Irene: "I'm interested in challenges, increased responsibilities, team engagement, interpersonal interactions, complexity of tasks and learning opportunities."

HRD2: "What qualities do you think are most important for secretarial work?"

Irene: "Planning and organizing skills, oral and written communication skills, secret keeping ability, adaptability, initiative, ability to rely on, accuracy and attention."

HRD3: "What software are you good at?

Irene: "Microsoft Office and Excel, Portable Document Format, Adobe Photoshop, Cloud Storage Software, Chat applications, Email Management Software.

HRD4: "What do you like most about secretarial work?"

Irene: "I like meeting clients the most. Because clients are people from outside the company so I have the opportunity to learn from them to improve my quality. And until now I loved all the secretarial work."

Very confident this lady, who the hell is she? He doesn't know how crazy the young master is if he told you this and that.

HRD5: "Pronounce your strengths and weaknesses if you are elected secretary."

Iron: BLA....BLAH..BLA...BLAH

HRD6: "What documents have you worked on in Excel?"

Iron: BLA.. BLAH.. BLAH

HRD7: ...........................

HRD8: .................................

HRD9: ............................

HRD10: .............................

"We've had enough secretary Sam. Do you have any other questions?" Said one of the HRD.

Whahuh? The secretary? Apparently he's not the boss. But his aura was like a boss. What's the boss like? Wait, if there's a secretary why are they looking for another secretary?

During her internship Irene had never met with the company's leader. He only knows his name.

"How is your typing speed?" Secretary Sam approached Irene and stood behind her.

"Can in one week you change it to 100 words per minute without any wrong words?

It's outrageous. "I will try, sir."

Secretary Sam walked to his place again.

"What will you do if your boss sleeps or lounges when there will be an important meeting that must be attended by him even though he has previously warned you not to disturb him?"

"Of course I have to wake him up and tell him, sir." Irene answered very firmly.

"Are you not afraid of being angry or fired?" Secretary Sam furrowed his forehead with a doubtful look.

"That's my risk, sir. The continuity of the company running smoothly is my top priority."

"What's your name, miss?" Secretary Sam hasn't seen Irene's CV biodata.

"My name is Irene Lucia P, sir." Irene Sahut.

"Please stand up.." Irene followed orders. "Try taking two steps back next to your chair." Secretary Sam reigned again and Irene complied.

"Run slowly." Why did he tell me to do all this? Irene

He is not short and not tall. Pull over. But I think I've seen it before. Secretary Sam

"Miss, have you ever interned in this office in administration?"

Ehhh, does he know me? But I was apprentice when I never met him. I really wonder why he knows me.

"Yes sir." How do you know.

I'm almost fooled by your bangs, miss. You used to not be a party. That's Sam's secretary, the sharp memory. 20 Years ago, he remembered it too.

"Alright lady thanks for the interview. You can go home and wait for news from us. Do not forget to improve your typing speed. Good day." Secretary Sam

"Thank you sir, I'm sorry. Good day."

Irene walked out of the room frowning like she was deciphering all of the secretary's words. At the beginning of the meeting room he was very scared and trembling, but after the last statement from the secretary, what does it mean that he was accepted?

"Where are you going?" Ask the first participant to see Irene go not sit like them.

"You're home." Irene turned to look at them.

"It's like you didn't get away, yes, we were told to wait." Make a face of pity when in a grateful heart, less one rival thought.

Irene scrunched her forehead again. "Not escaped? Let's see it later.." Irene smiled and left them.

While in the meeting room secretary Sam asked for CV biodata Irene. He saw all of Irene's job application files. He has been studying in England all this time. I just don't think I'll find it. The great master must be very happy to hear this news.

"You tell them to go home. This matter let me take care of it." Secretary Sam came out with Irene's job application map. Take the phone out of his pocket and call who.

The ones in the meeting room looked at each other. Just this time Sam's secretary went down directly in selecting new employees. Naturally, Sam's secretary was involved in this, because he most knows who deserves to be the secretary of the company's leadership. He should make his young master comfortable and safe while working.

Back to Irene. He's already in the cab. He doesn't know if he should be happy or upset. Sam's secretary's last words were supposed to be a guarantee he'd been accepted. But he still made his face expressionless. She's confused.

Thank you, why is he thanking you? I should be the one to thank for being given an interview opportunity at such a big company. Even its branches are in England. I get goosebumps imagining shares of that company?

Irene was grateful again because the oral interview was in Indonesian as well. Thank goodness it's not Spanish, he thought. I'll learn basic Spanish. At least I know what Spanish is good morning, noon, and night. Let Spanish not stay on my mind.