The Journey of Ziya

The Journey of Ziya
84. The Journey of Ziya



Geck.. Geck.. Geck..


"Nurture"


"Assalamualaikum baba"


"Wa'alaikumussalam dear" Shaijiee immediately put down the pen he was holding and walked towards Ziya


"Rame knows yank below.. What lockers do I open?" ask Ziya


"Many dear, until the OB also I open"


Shaijiee joked with Zanna.. He kissed the cheek of the child until Zanna laughed..


Before long the sound of knocking on the door was heard and it turned out that the selection for secretary recruitment for Shaijiee was about to start..


Shaijiee, Ziya and Zanna headed for the recruitment room.. Seen approximately 2 people who applied as a secretary..


For the other part it's the HRD part that chooses..


"Please mbak" said Andre told number 1 to introduce themselves


So everyone gets a sequence number..


"Include my name Susan, I am 25, I am a graduate of H University" Susan said


"Have you had experience as a secretary?" ask Shaijiee


"Never, but I'll learn"


"But mastering word and Excel?" ask Shaijiee


"Yes" answered Susan


"Darling, how?" ask Shaijiee


"I love Susan" Ziya said


Susan smiled as she was praised, like there was a chance for her to be accepted..


"But sorry, are there any more polite clothes?" continued Ziya


"Am I being disrespectful ma'am?" ask Susan


"If you get it later please up his sleeve don't be too short.. At least an elbow" Ziya said


The company does not force Muslim employees to go headscarf, however it is their right.. But at least his clothes were polite and slightly covered.. More importantly do not form curves because useless already dressed long sleeves and trousers but still shaped..


"Well, I'll improve my appearance" Susan said


The selection was so long, that Zanna was cheerful that Zanna fell asleep in Shaijiee's lap..


"Wa'alaikumussalam's chat.. Have you ever been a secretary?" ask Shaijiee


"Alhamdulillah never"


"Surely you already know the business world? we're here a prodak company.. Not service.. Must have understood dong about the sale of prodak etc?" ask Ziya


"Alhamdulillah already" replied Habibah


"OK, the first thing if we want to open the business, what should we be ready for?" ask Ziya


"The first thing we have to do to make that effort is capital" Habibah replied


"Salahhh" said Ziya


Habibah frowned as if asking why it was wrong..


"The main thing we have to prepare is our mentality.. If we are embarrassed in making a business, believe me the effort will not go forward and succeed" explained Ziya


Finish the selection, while Shaijiee and Andre negotiate.. Shaijiee also asked why Ziya could be that smart.. Shaijiee was unthinkable to ask like that..


"Yeah we see dong from successful entrepreneurs.. Like the famous tea brands in Indonesia? initially he sold tea, with an icing system. Finally? can be as successful now..


Fried chicken is famous all over the world.. There is a picture of his grandfather.. He traded chicken, was successful.. Continues bankrupt.. He finally tried to find out how he could make more money.. He sold the recipe from shop to shop.. Initially refused.. But finally there are also those who want to use the recipe.. The longer the more successful the branches in each country there are..


That is the mental importance if you want to open a business.. Jatohs? yes rise again.. Don't care about people.. Close the rapet of our ears.. Be confident with ourselves that we can succeed.. I believe the city is good.. Can be accepted in the wider community.. Do we think about how this works in the market? we make an interesting advertisement or promotion" Ziya said


Andre who heard could only applaud without saying a word.. Turns out his boss' wife is good at business.. Tau is the only Ziya who is the CEO..


Yee keenakan ente three ๐Ÿ˜‚


The last person chosen was Habibah.. In addition to soft words, and smart.. The clothes that Habibah wears are also closed and polite.. He wears a hijab.. That's what Ziya likes..


Because the wife chose Habibah, Shaijiee chose Habibah as her secretary..


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