
Firstin Entertainment and Modeling Inc.
"Hello gentleman." Said Stevan who just walked into the meeting room.
Inside the meeting was attended by all managers and staff. They looked at Stevan with mixed eyes.
Confused, upset to anger.
"Who do you want to go in while the meeting is going on?" Ask a manager. He's a 50-year-old man with a slightly excessive weight.
"I'm your new boss." Stevan said with smirk.
"What do you mean and who are you?" Ask another manager who is a young man with a tall and stocky body.
"I'm Stevan Hallagar, CEO here from now on." Stevan said with a smile.
"Ha! Apparently there was a madman who suddenly claimed to be the CEO. You better get out now." Said the young manager.
"If I don't want to go out, what will you do?" Stevan said defiantly.
The young manager walked furiously towards Stevan, clenched and ready to punch the man in the face.
Stevan easily held the fist with his hand and quickly twisted his arm until a terrible sound was heard.
Crews!
"Armghhh!!" Shouted the young manager.
As if not enough, Stevan banged his head against the long table in the middle of the room many times. Stevan smiled and did it all.
"Do you think anyone else would mind?" Stevan said, staring at everyone in the room, that horrible smile still adorned his face.
The young manager was unconscious. His head was covered in blood and his right arm looked unnaturally rotating.
Everyone stared at the horror scene before him. Instantly unable to speak and face turned pale.
Seeing that no one was talking, Stevan released the young manager's body. He then sat at the very end of the chair, which was the seat of a CEO.
Sitting on the back of the chair, he stretched out his legs and climbed onto the table. He took out the map from inside his suit.
"This is a file of evidence that I'm already the CEO. Any one of you take care of all my needs and make my welcoming party as soon as possible." Stevan said calmly as he threw the map to the table in front of him.
•••
Rose was heading to the office in a taxi. Since then, his feelings have not been good. Somehow he felt that something had happened and it was very disturbing to him.
After arriving at the office he immediately headed to the 60th floor. He didn't know why he wanted to go there.
Elevator door open. He saw people with pale, frightened faces coming out of the meeting room.
And as if answering everything, Stevan came out of the meeting room with a happy face.
"A, Rose. It's good to see you here. Come with me, there's something I need to talk to you about" Stevan said, walking toward the CEO's office.
"Why are we walking into the CEO's room?" Rose asked with a suspicious look.
The man did not answer and entered the room. Rose came in and waited for what the man was going to say.
"You don't want to sit down?" Said Stevan who is now sitting in an oversized chair. Ceo Chair.
"We're not playing the role of "sitting down and talking". So, quickly tell me what you want to talk about?" Rose stared intently at Stevan.
Geck. Geck. Geck. The sound of people knocking on the door.
"Lake in." Stevan.
A man in waitress clothes came in and brought something.
"Give it to me." Stevan told the man.
According to him, he gave her something that she had brought. Stevan gave the money and the man went missing behind the door.
Rose watched Stevan open the container and take out a ceramic inscribed with the caption,
..."CEO of Firstin Entertainment and Modeling, Inc."...
...Stevan Hallagar's...
Not likely. So soon he took over the company? So his name is Stevan Hallagar. Like I've heard. Think Rose.
As if adding to his shock, the man calmly said,
"You'll be my personal assistant." Stevan is a statement.
Rose widened her eyes and her hands clenched tightly. He could feel his emotions boiling.
But he thought, maybe this is his chance to approach the man and find out about what happened to Revon.
"Okay. I accept. But there are conditions you must meet." Rose walked over and stood right in front of the table.
Stevan did not expect it to be that easy for Rose to accept his request. But he was happy because the woman was going to get into his game.
You will be one of my collections. Think Stevan.
I need to find out information about that incident. Think Rose.