Kyle arrived at his new agency.
It was a lot bigger than he thought, with complex design that exuded elegance with top-class infrastructure.
It stood out compared to the buildings around it but this was one of the more expensive parts of Los Angeles.
Kyle realized upon arrivals that he should have bought something fancy to wear as first impressions mattered.
The clothes he wore weren't a reflection of his new status, anyone would mistake him for the average bum.
Kyle exited the car and Carly was waiting outside to welcome him.
When Kyle left the car, Carly was surprised that he looked like the average American.
He didn't stand out but this she took this to be a sign of his humility and not the fact that he was indeed a bum only a few hours ago.
"Good day sir, I have come to personally welcome you to the JPD Agency," Carly greeted with a genuine smile that surprised Kyle.
She was truly glad to see him.
He started to wonder why but it was probably an insignificant detail.
"Thank you…" Kyle said, pausing abruptly as he looked at her name tag.
"Carly, are you the CEO of this agency?" Kyle questioned but this only made Carly blush at the thought of him thinking she could hold that position not knowing that Kyle had no idea how a CEO should look.
"I'm afraid not, sir. She has been expecting you," Carly responded as she led the way.
"Alright," Kyle responded, he didn't know what else to say as he was still shocked this was happening.
Kyle entered the building and the fragrance that invaded his nostrils sent him into a trance.
"This place is so fucking fancy!" Kyle thought to himself as he was led to an office at the end of a corridor.
"Miss Isabella will see you now," Carly said b emphasizing the Miss to subtly let Kyle know her boss was single. However, Kyle wasn't paying enough attention to pick up on this.
Kyle made his way into the room and to his surprise, there sat a woman in a white shirt with a black pencil skirt that stopped just above her knee, and black wedge heels.
But the thing that got Kyle's attention was how her shirt was barely able to keep those weapons of mass destruction on her chest contained. As it was, the buttons on her shirt were straining against the material.
Kyle gulped as he stepped inside the room, there was a transparent table separating them. Interesting choice.
She rose from her seat the moment Kyle entered, he was officially her boss and what he did with the agency was up to him. However, she intended to show him her vision for the company in order to see if their goals for this company aligned.
"Mr. Kyle! So nice to meet you, I'm Isabella!" Isabella greeted, reaching out for a handshake.
She was confident no doubt but this didn't faze Kyle, he has met women like her at his various jobs and they all had one thing in common; they were stuck-up bitches.
And Kyle knew she was no different from them, the only reason she was like this was due to his position and it wasn't a reflection of who she was.
"Isabella...that's a great name but I would like for us to get down to business," Kyle knew he had to make a strong first impression.
"O-Of course, please sit," Isabella stammered, she didn't know why but just as Kyle knew how important a first impression was, so did Isabella.
"You don't need to be so nervous, I'm not the grim reaper or anything," Kyle made a silly joke, trying his best to break the evident tension in the air.
Isabella was embarrassed that he noticed her nerves, even if Kyle didn't have the skill granted by the system, he would still have spotted this without a doubt.
"I'm sorry, sir," Isabella quickly apologized. Kyle thought she was a powerful woman when he walked in here but she was being awfully submissive right now.
"I have to ask, why the transparent table?" Kyle couldn't hold his curiosity as it was a bizarre choice, to say the least.
"Our motto is transparency and integrity. And, as such, this table is a literal demonstration that we hide nothing," Isabella responded, she knew how corny this sounded but it was a clever marketing strategy.
"Ah, that's clever! Now that is how you get the client!" Kyle was a little more excited than he should have been and Isabella blushed as she didn't expect this reaction from him.
If anything, she expected him to point out how corny it was but upon closer examination, this man was around her age if not younger.
She kept her mouth shut as he carefully examined the document before him, thanks to the ability he had gotten from his system, he could remember everything he read almost to a fault even though he didn't quite understand what it was exactly he was reading.
"You know what Isabella? How about I leave the business side to you, keep running it how you have been running and if you need anything, give me a call," Kyle nodded encouragingly.
Isabella smiled wider. This was he best case scenario considering it allowed her to retain control over the agency and keep it running in line with her vision, no changes or disruptions to company policy, as was usually the case with new ownership.
Kyle snuck a peak at her chest once again when she was putting away the documents before averting his gaze.
"Things those big should have their gravitational pull…" Kyle thought to himself.
[JPD Agency Status Change: Congratulations, you just entered the top 1,000 promising talent recruitment agency!]
"Well, not bad I guess," Kyle thought to himself while exiting the building.
He stood and stared at the sign, wondering if he should change the name to something that speaks more to him as he didn't even know what the acronym JPD was derived from.
"Move it!" A voice barked at him from behind but Kyle recognized this voice without even turning around.
" Calista?" Kyle muttered under his breath.