Can POV
"Welcome sir we are delighted to have you. Our students are quite fortunate to receive such a good employment offer from someone as reputed as yourself." The dean gushed as soon as Tin explained him why they were here.

Judging by how he wasn't so ecstatic when we barged into his office, I think just Tin's name made the difference.
"Of course."

"I shall immediately inform the students about this and you can start the process in an hour. I am sure you would find many eligible candidates in-" he was randomly cut off by a gruff
Tin who mumbled something like 'Okay, please proceed'. The dean just solemnly nodded his head and proceeded outside to give his staff directions or something.

"How do you plan to recruit, Mr. Rathavit?" Tin asked me smugly as soon as the dean left.
"I do not plan anything of that sort sir, I thought I had graciously agreed to assist you and nothing else." I told him in a very composed way.

"I am the CEO, you do not expect normal employees to be interviewed and recruited by me now do you?" He asked him cocking an eyebrow.
"Well, guess I am not normal then." I sighed.
"Well spotted."

"But sir as I pointed I have no experience in this. So I can't possibly do it alone." I reasoned ignoring that snarky remark. He eyed me up to do as if deciding what is the best way to reply.
"Not my problem. " Tin scoffed. You idiot it's your company.

"But you said I should learn and how can I -"
"I said you can learn by yourself or keep your ego aside and ask someone, Mr. Rathavit. Are you so incompetent that you are not able to comprehend simple sentences." He snapped.

"I wish I was, sir, sorry to disappoint. But the fact that I have no one as of now to teach me expect for yourself is unfortunate." I said giving a forced smile." Though I don't know which of us is more unfortunate." I added lowly.

"Well then I don't simply sit around to train lazy employees. I persuade them to do the work. If you want me to help you there is quite different approach for you." Tin responded smirking implying that I give up on the bet. Ha! You wish.

"I think I know why Google was made, sir. But thank you for your offer." I replied with an equally annoying smirk. His demeanor wavered for a second before he shot me a hard look.

"Good luck then. But if your method leads me to paying more charity cases who don't know how to work " he paused to let the words hang in the air sometime. Then he took a menacing step forward, I hate when he does this because almost everytime my brain goes haywire.

I am gay for a reason, jeez!?
"Then you'll be at my mercy. Not that you aren't now. But after that only a person I know can stop me from firing me." Unconsciously I placed a hand on his chest. Maybe my slightly logical brain is trying to push him away. But my hand just lays there not trying at all.
He didn't move back either.

The smug expression from his face had disappeared the moment my hand came in contact with his highly clothed body. That expression was replaced by something darker, his face neutral and eyes hyper.

"This is inappropriate." I blurt before I can register my words. 'Not that I mind' I wanted to add but I was too embarrassed after what i said. Tin blinked for a moment and moved away giving me space.
"Yes, I apologize, Mr. Rathavit. It was a trick of the moment. Not that it should matter since we are both men." he said calmly eyeing me.

"Sure, so much for being a gentleman." I sighed, caressing my imaginary shirt creases.
Tin's smirk returned.
"Now with the topic returning. I-"

"Wait, does that mean I can sue you for inappropriate behavior. Please tell me I can!" I exclaim quite too excited.

"I would like to see you try." He replied not at all bothered." And then I would like to see you in the court with no lawyer ready to take up your case. I would really feel bad for you when you get fined by the court of law for unnecessary waste of time. I would enjoy my dad going completely ballistic on your sorry being, so much that you would have to leave the country if you want to live."
He said dryly.

"You are extremely humble sir but there is a catch to the story I am not the one who gives up either,you know." I replied well aware of the snarkiness in my comment. I was bracing myself for another attack of words.
But he simply sighed and said
"I do"

We looked at each other with an incomprehensible expression and he suddenly gushed.
"Stop slacking Can-" he paused in realization." I mean Mr. Rathavit. Go do your job."
"Yes sir." I resisted the urge to mock salute and walked out of the room.

Internet, more precisely Google is man's greatest invention. I realized that after half an hour of continuous surfing and I do have some legitimate questions. Like this thing has answers for everything, no matter how dumb the answers might be.
Someone called me to let me know the students are ready. Okay, let's fuck this!!

"I want you infer this hypothetical situation now, Barnes. There is this old lady not so acquainted with technology who has been gifted a handset by her son. Somehow she messes up with the product and calls you. I want you to run the conversation with me."
This is what I have been doing. First ask them to read a page of information manual of some electronic device. See how well they inferred it and what level of questions they are able to take up. Essentially till now we are dealing with the calls of only electronic devices so I figured it is important that candidates understand gadgets.

It's been 4 hours already almost 8 and still people kept coming. Okay I am being threatened to get fired if I don't do this, what has come upon these people, staying in college so long. But I had already chosen a good 8 people. Mostly because Tin did not tell me the requirement. His bad.

My phone was not with me as I figured it wouldn't be professional. And I kind of forget it somewhere I guess.
When I was finally out of this thing. It was 9'O clock and I had 10 people. Tin surprisingly came to pick me after literally disappearing all these hours. I told him wait politely so I can get my phone.

Wadee 17 missed calls! Oh shit I told her I am gonna give her a treat today at 7. Crap.
I called her back prepared for the approaching storm.

"CANTALOUPE YOU BRAT! I WAITED FOR YOU, LIKE TWO HOURS. GOT SHOUTED AT FOR REACHING HOME LATE. HASN'T ANYONE TOLD YOU NOT TO MAKE PROMISES IF YOU CAN'T KEEP THEM! I HATE YOU. I FUCKING DESPISE YOU." She rambled as soon as she picked the call. I waited for her to be done and mumbled an apology.

"A sorry won't do. Where are you?" She asked.
"Just done with work. So..." I drawled.
"You said it's a six hours job. Who is this jerk who employed you who doesn't know how to keep track of time?" She shouted.

"Mr Tin Medthanan wouldn't approve being called a jerk maybe? But he is one-"
"I want to talk to him." Wadee mumbled suddenly.

"Don't be stupid. You can't talk to my boss." I told her laughing lightly. She was joking right?
"Is he not there?"

"He is." And she hanged up on me.
What the hell!?

I shake my head and walk towards the car when I see Tin furiously mumbling something into the phone. Expect he was not doing it confidently.

Nonetheless, by the time I reached there the call was miraculously over and he eyed me with contempt.
"So Cantaloupe, now you snitch on me?"
I glance at him blankly.
"How dare you tell my sister-in-law about this?" Tin asked me clearly irritated.

"Who the TF is your sister-in-law?"
"The one who called me now. Threatening to murder me if I don't let you go on time." He snapped sarcastically.
"How does she know me?" I asked him baffled.

"I could ask you the same thing, how do you know Wadee Medthanan!"
Whattttttttttttttttt?
I think my brain short circuited.

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