AntonTovaras
Really Really Experienced
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Alexander Zayov was on the phone with the Greek, when the new girl came in. He turned away and held a hand up as he listened to his contact, and then he sighed and held the phone away from his ear. The Greek was brilliant, and Zayov had no intention of doing anything to jeopardize his relationship with him, but the man needed to talk less. A lot less. After another minute or two had gone by, and the story about the fisherman and the shepherd's wife showed no sign of ending, or becoming relevant to anything, he cleared his throat. The Greek hesitated, and Zayov spoke quickly.
"I hate to interrupt, but it is still during business hours here, and I have things I must attend to." Zayov's voice was a round baritone with scarcely a hint of an accent, and it commanded respect from most people he met. "We will buy everything on the west side of the island. If they won't sell, we'll have to give them incentive, won't we? So I'll talk to you next week. Be well."
At last he hung up the phone, and then pulled the documents closer. It was a survey of an island in the Aegean where his company, The Zayov Development Group, was going to develop the next great Mediterranean resort hotel. Having built similar places in Dubai, Thailand and Florida, he knew exactly what to expect, and how to handle it. There was money to bribe the locals, to expedite construction, and they were already talking with the key personnel he wanted to staff the place, before they had even broken ground on construction. Something was distracting his focus, though, and then he remembered the girl his hiring consultant had sent up to replace ... whatever her name was. The latest in a string of personal assistants who simply couldn't keep up.
"I am Alexander Zayov," he said, pushing the papers aside and turning to her. He smiled when he saw her. She was definitely a cut above the usual girls they sent up. He leaned back in his chair as he spoke to her. "CEO of the Zayov Group, and you are to be my assistant. You will be here no later than 8am every morning, and you will stay as long as I am here. You will accompany me when I travel. You will take messages and bring me coffee, you will make copies, type, fetch, that sort of thing. It is not demanding work, but you will be very well paid, because the hours are long and I don't want to listen to you bitching about it. Questions?"