Sam laughed, caught off guard by her response, and gently patted her head. "You're still pulling my leg, huh?" The solemn atmosphere dissolved, replaced with a sense of ease and lightness as he returned to his seat, both of them now smiling.
*Creak*
The office door opened as the commissioner entered, taking a seat across from Sam, who shifted his attention to his tablet.
"Boss, we're lucky he didn't walk in a second earlier," a message flashed on Sam's screen.
Without missing a beat, Sam typed back, "Relax. He won't reveal anything, even if you hug me right in front of him."
"Sir, I've done everything as requested," the commissioner said, sliding a folder across the desk. "Here are the original documents of your organization. They've also been uploaded to the government's site."
Sam took the file, flipping through it nonchalantly, until one line caught his eye: Curious Research Institute. Handing the file over to his secretary, he said, "Here, take this. You can use this time to get familiar with the deal."
The secretary accepted the file, smiling slightly. "Don't worry. I won't reveal anything." Her eyes scanned the contents as she began flipping through the pages.
Sam smiled knowingly, shaking his head. He turned back to the commissioner. "Thank you for your help."
"It's my duty, sir," the commissioner replied, clearly nervous.
With a faint smile, Sam said, "I won't beat around the bush; I'll get straight to the point."
The secretary, lowering the file and suppressing a knowing grin, prepared to witness the unfolding drama. "I'm curious, sir. How exactly did you recruit him?"
*Thump*
The commissioner's heart sank, then suddenly, he shot up from his seat. "Sir, please forgive me. I still have my wife to support," he pleaded.
Sam waved his hand dismissively. "I want to recruit you into my company."
"Sir, you can't just—" The commissioner abruptly cut himself off, standing frozen in shock. His face went blank for a moment as the words sank in. Then, regaining his composure, he asked, pointing a shaky finger at himself in disbelief. "You mean, recruit me?"
Sam nodded, his voice calm. "Yes. I need someone to help manage my company. A secretary, to be exact."
"But, sir, I don't have the skills, and I barely have the... time," the commissioner stammered, his voice trailing off as uncertainty crept in.
Sam smiled patiently. "You know what's going to happen in a month, right?"
The commissioner nodded silently.
Sam continued, "I don't know how the government plans to manage you or what they have in store for you all."
The commissioner stood still, calm on the outside but with a flicker of hope in his eyes as he silently listened.
Noticing the change in the commissioner's demeanor, Sam continued, gesturing toward his secretary. "But I have my secretary to guide you, and there's only one thing you need to focus on."
He leaned forward, his gaze sharp and unwavering. "In one month, you have to become her reflection." Sam's gaze sharpened as he locked eyes with the commissioner. "You need to become her reflection in one month."
The commissioner swallowed hard. After a moment of hesitation and deep contemplation, he realized his best bet was with Sam, not the government. Taking a deep breath, he replied, "Alright... I'll become her reflection."
*Clap
Sam stood up from his seat, extending his hand with a smile. "Congratulations on your new position as my company's secretary."
The commissioner, shaking Sam's hand, raised an eyebrow in confusion. "I'm not sure what you see in me. You could have easily found a younger man with more potential."
Sam smiled wider, shaking his head. "If this had been a month ago, that might've been my decision. But now," he paused, glancing off thoughtfully, "I don't have the time to train someone from the ground up. As for why I chose you…" He turned toward his secretary and motioned for her to speak. "She'll explain."
Taking a confident stance, the secretary began, "Everyone makes mistakes. We have no problem with that. What matters is that you've learned from them and won't repeat them."
Locking eyes with the commissioner, she added, "What impressed us was your last statement during your apology, as well as your quick thinking and attentiveness."
The commissioner furrowed his brow, thinking aloud. "What did I say in my last statement?"
Seeing the confusion on his face, Sam chuckled softly. "You don't have to overthink it. Your words were: 'This is the first and last time; it will never happen again.'"
Sam's smile grew fonder. "I was half impressed by your words, and half by your sharpness to say exactly what was needed."
The commissioner let out a deep sigh, finally understanding. "I chose those words because saying 'there won't be a next time' implies the faint possibility that it might happen again."
Sam nodded, still smiling. "Ready to start?"
The commissioner straightened up and nodded confidently. "Alright, sir. When do I begin?"
"From now," Sam answered smoothly, his eyes briefly flicking to his secretary. "She'll handle everything from here."
The secretary rose from her seat, extending her hand to the commissioner, but Sam shook her hand instead, surprising her. A flicker of amusement crossed her face, and she thought to herself, "I haven't even agreed to this yet, but he's already being possessive." Glancing at Sam, she mused silently, "not that I mind."
Regaining her composure, she addressed the commissioner formally. "Congratulations, sir, on your new role. You'll receive the official notice by this evening. We'll also notify the relevant government officials, so there's nothing for you to worry about."
The commissioner laughed lightly. "Thank you, ma'am."
"It's my pleasure," she replied.
Sam, cutting in with his usual briskness, added, "I'm expecting good news."
"I'll put all my efforts, sir," the commissioner assured, his voice full of determination.
With a final handshake and a warm farewell, Sam and the secretary parted ways, both leaving the room with a satisfied smile.