"Tseng, I can't deal with this anymore!"
Rufus Shinra, President and CEO of RuSh Enterprise LLC, formerly the Shinra Electrical Corporation, sat at his desk with his head in his hands, nearly tearing his blonde locks out. It was a rare event to see any emotion from the business mogul but it was only his 1st in Command and closest advisor with him in his office.
"I need one of those personal assistants," he sighed.
"You have an executive secretary," Tseng pointed out.
"If it was things that needed handling during normal business hours, but..." Rufus didn't bother finishing his statement. He merely tossed another gala invitation into the growing pile on his steel and glass contemporary desk.
"I'll place a discreet ad and handle the preliminary hiring," Tseng remarked as he strode out of the President's office.
Tseng could have sworn he heard something to the effect of "Gaia bless you" in response, but he wasn't sure.
"Ladies" Tseng called out to the assembly of women. It had been two weeks since his discussion with Rufus about hiring a personal assistant. Before him was the cream of the crop, so to speak. The top ten candidates for the position granted they didn't know who they would be working for exactly. These lucky women were weeded out of hundreds of applicants. Rufus only had one request, it be a woman. Tseng didn't question it; he merely guided the male applicants to human resources and dealt with the rest.
The women before him all excelled in the initial written and oral interviews. All had been eloquent and charming. Now was time to further skim the pack down. Though highly unconventional, Tseng had informed the women that they would be taking a psychiatric evaluation. Tseng had been with Rufus for many years and knew him better than anyone. The person chosen to basically be an extension of Rufus needed to be able to handle anything and everything that Rufus or his Turks could throw at them.
Tseng quirked his lips at that thought. Rufus and the Turks were a combination package. To deal with the President was to deal with all of them. After three long hours and many tears shed the field was narrowed down to two.
Both candidates were women in their mid-twenties. That's where the similarities ended. The first candidate was a fresh faced woman from Icicle Inn. Her hair color was a more natural red. It reminded Tseng of copper and Cinnamon. Her blue eyes had slight twinkle in them, almost as if was on the verge of a smile or a laugh. Her rival for the job was a woman from Costa Del Sol. Her honey complexion and raven colored hair were a stark contrast. If Tseng was a betting man, and he was, he would say that she was definitely Rufus' type.
The final decision would be made by Rufus himself. He figured he would have both applicants sit in on his next budget meeting. Tseng brought the women to the conference room while explaining that during this meeting the proposed figures would be finalized and the initial cost contract signed. Tseng then introduced each applicant to their would be boss, Rufus Shinra.
"Rufus Shinra" Liss mused to herself. Here was the man that she wrote her thesis on in the flesh and boy those pictures in the paper did him no justice. Chiding herself, Liss regained some of her composure. She was here for a job, not anything else.
"Those the applicants?" Reno asked as he took his position next to Tseng in the conference room.
"Yes."
"Fifty Gil says he picks the hot mami from Del Sol."
"Fifty Gil says he picks none." Rude replied.
Tseng turned his head slightly to his left to face his men.
"I can't believe the two of you," he hissed. "Fifty Gil on the redhead."