Something like this could only happen in the early 2000s, and it was only possible in Somerland.
Julian came into the room to give Jasper a reminder. “Jasper, it’s about time to sign the contract with Sentel Corporation. Your appointment is coming up soon,” he said, instantly interrupting Jasper’s train of thought.
Jasper patted his forehead, grabbed his coat and left the room. “Should I hire an assistant? You shouldn’t be carrying out these duties all the time,” he said.
Julian scratched his head and replied, “I can carry out simple tasks, but I may not be able to handle it once your work gets more complicated.”
“Let’s discuss again when that happens,” Jasper said with a chuckle.
He was yet to decide on a management team at the investment company. Therefore, Jasper was not in the mood to recruit a secretary for himself either.
After returning to Sentel Corporation, the secretary led Jasper to a small meeting room.
“Please wait for a moment, Mr. Laine. The person in charge of signing the contract on our side will be here very soon,” the secretary said politely. After serving him some tea, the secretary left the room.
After that, Jasper waited for twenty whole minutes.
It seemed like nobody intended to open the tightly shut door. A slight frown formed across Jasper’s face.
It was quite unusual for a formal contemporary company like Sentel Corporation to make such a rookie mistake as to leave a client that they were about to sign a contract with alone in a meeting room for half an hour.
If this was not a mistake, then they it was likely that there was a problem with the contract on their part.
Just as Jasper was about to lose his patience, the door suddenly opened.
Jasper’s eyes lit up upon catching sight of the person that entered the room.
Sentel Corporation was indeed one of the top 500 companies worldwide. Even the person in charge of signing the contract was gorgeous.
“Excuse me, Mr. Laine. I was late because of some work issues,” Sylphie Lang bowed and apologized sincerely upon entering the room.
“Beautiful women deserve special treatment. Waiting half an hour is nothing much if it means that I get to meet a gorgeous lady like you,” Jasper chuckled.
The polite smile on Sylphie’s face remained unchanged after she registered what he said. Nevertheless, her impression of Jasper declined greatly.
What kind of preferences did her best friend have? Why did she choose to work with such a snake oil salesman?
“Alright, can we start signing yet?” Jasper asked. Sylphie, who had expected him to flirt with her, was slightly taken aback.
Sylphie felt that Jasper was acting unconventionally. Since he started off the conversation so smoothly, she had expected him to ask her some personal questions or even request her contact number.
“Excuse me.”
Jasper did not know Sylphie’s name. It was impolite to call her “Miss”, so he could only give call out to her with a neutral phrase.
“Ah, I’m sorry. I zoned out,” Sylphie said awkwardly.
She had not experienced these emotions in many years.
Such emotions did not go hand-in-hand with the elite education that she had received for more than two decades.
“It’s alright. Shall we sign the contract?” Jasper asked in an even tone.
Sylphie pulled out the contract from a folder. She gritted her teeth in anger.
This Somerlander was despicable. Was he in a rush to go home? Why did he keep urging her to sign the document?
Right then, someone kicked open the door of the meeting room.
