An elegant man walked in, his scent indescribable, almost heavenly, as he proceeded down the building's corridor. People stepped aside respectfully, recognizing his presence. He had very light skin, slender, straight legs that gave him a model-like walk, and a delicately curved mouth. As he passed, people were instructed to stand aside. Everyone was surprised by the number of security guards accompanying him. He entered a room, and the crowd began whispering, wondering who he was, and praising his captivating scent. They slowly raised their heads for a final glimpse as he disappeared into the room. Then, they dispersed, going their separate ways.
Upon entering the room, it was decorated with an extravagant design. The chairs and tables were crafted from glass, and various expensive artworks adorned the walls. On the table, a golden tablet prominently displayed the inscription, 'CEO of Mastian Hotel.' This hotel was one of the largest in the country, boasting eight branches, all consistently ranked among the nation's top establishments. Its location ensured that only the most affluent individuals frequented its premises. Security was paramount, with well-armed and powerful guards stationed at every corner of the building. The company also owned several industries that produced high-end fashion, consistently leading in the fashion sector.
As the young man, impeccably dressed in his elegant suit, entered the room, some security personnel remained outside, while two of his top aides followed him inside. He walked directly to the chair with the large gold tablet. Suddenly, a woman emerged from an adjoining room, carrying a cleaning bucket, her uniform slightly disheveled. Immediately, the two security guards rushed to protect him, positioning themselves as a barrier and pointing their guns at the woman
'Miss, who are you?' the first security guard woman, trembling, bowed her head and replied, 'I am his personal office cleaner. I was just arranging and cleaning the office so I was in the other room.' Still shaking, she continued to speak. The elegant man gestured for his guards to step aside. He then scrutinized the woman from head to toe and declared, 'You're fired.' The woman was stunned. As she struggled to comprehend, one of the security guards called for two more guards inside, who then carried he woman out of the office without letting her say anything. Get me manger jess jere right
'That lady is fired, and two months' salary is to be deducted from your final pay. Thank you,' he stated." But sir '',The manager attempted to protest but was given no opportunity, as the guards seized him and ejected him from the office.
"As they threw the manager out of the office, the security men returned to their guarding posts. The manager, angrily adjusting his clothes, walked away. He entered the staff locker room, where employees kept their belongings and work equipment. Inside, the woman who had been fired was crying, while some of her colleagues tried to console her. Just as the manager entered, he shouted, 'How dare you enter that office dressed like that?' The workers, startled, began gathering their things and leaving the room. Once they were gone, he continued, 'You know Mr. Michel doesn't like to see his workers untidy, and you had the audacity to enter his office without arranging yourself. Now you're the 25th person he's fired this year, which affects me too. But do you know what? Your salary this month won't be processed. Deductions from two months' worth of my salary will be taken, and you'll have to reimburse me.' At this, the woman knelt down, begging him through her tears. 'Sir, please, I wasn't comfortable in the clothes, so I decided to loosen them. I didn't know Mr. Michel was in the office. Can you talk mr Micheal but jess didn't pay Attention to her and he left the room abruptly, while the woman gets up and changed into her personal clothes and then left the office locker room."