Chaelisa | Lisa G!P
Lisa Manoban lives life the way she wants, no concern for the opinion of others. She cares for no one, is completely unrepentant, and she has no desire to change her ways.
Roseanne Park works under Lisa as her PA. She despises he...
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Bambam sipped his Rye, regarding me over the edge of the glass. “I agree that must burn, Lisa. But what do you want me to do about it?”
“I want another job. That’s what you do. Find me one.” He laughed dryly, setting down his glass.
“We’ve had this discussion already. With your credentials, I can get you any job you want—except here. There’re two major players in Victoria, and you work for one of them. If you’re finally ready to move, give me the word. I’ll have offers for you in any major city you want to consider. Toronto is booming.”
I huffed in annoyance.
“I don’t want to move. I like Victoria.”
“Is there something holding you here?”
I drummed my fingers on the table as I pondered his question. I had no idea why I refused to move. I liked the city. I liked its proximity to the water, the restaurants and theatres, the bustle of a big town in a small city and especially the climate. There was something else —something I couldn’t put my finger on that held me here. I knew I could relocate; in fact, it was undoubtedly the best thing to do, but that wasn’t what I wanted.
“No, nothing tangible. I want to stay here. Why can’t I get a job at The Kim Group? They’d be fucking lucky to have me. My portfolio speaks for itself.”
Bambam cleared his throat, tapping his glass with his manicured fingernail. “As does your personality.”
“Blunt and in charge works in the advertising industry, Bambam.”
“That’s not exactly what I’m referring to, Lisa.”
“What exactly are you fucking referring to then?” Bambam signaled for more drinks, and sat back, adjusting his tie before he spoke.
“Your reputation and name speak for themselves. You know you’re known as ‘The Dick’ in many circles.” He lifted one shoulder. “For obvious reasons.”
I shrugged. I didn’t care what people called me.
“The Kim Group is a familyrun company. Unlike Anderson, they operate the company on two fundamental principles: family and integrity. They’re extremely particular when it comes to their client base.” I snorted.
Anderson Inc. would work for anyone. As long as there was money to make, they’d create a campaign—no matter how distasteful it was to some consumers. I knew this, and I didn’t care much one way or another. I knew The Kim Group was far more discriminating in regards to clients, but I could work within those boundaries. David hated The Kim Group — to leave Anderson Inc. and work there would piss him off so thoroughly he’d offer me a partnership to come back. He might even offer it on the spot when he discovered I was leaving. I had to make this happen.
“I can hold back and work within their parameters.”
“It’s not only that.” I waited until the waiter withdrew after delivering our fresh drinks. I studied Bambam briefly. His dark hair gleamed under the lights, and his brown eyes twinkled. He was relaxed and at ease with himself, not at all worried over my dilemma. He stretched his long legs, leisurely crossed them, swinging one as she picked up her glass.
“What else?”
“Graham Kim is a family man and he runs his business the same way. He only hires people of the same mindset. Your, ah, personal life isn’t what he’d consider acceptable.”
I waved my hand, knowing exactly to what he was referring. “I dumped Joy a few months ago.”
My ex-whatever, made headlines with her drug problem when she walked off the runway in a narcotic-induced high during a fashion show. I was tired of her high-maintenance attitude, anyway. I had Miss Park send flowers to rehab with a note saying we were done, and then I blocked her number. Last week, when she tried to see me, I had security escort her out of the building—or, rather, I had Miss Park take care of that task. She actually looked sorry for Joy when she went downstairs, returning a short time later to assure me Joy would not bother me again. Good riddance.
“It’s not only Joy, Lisa. Your reputation is well known. You’re a playgirl outside business hours and a tyrant during the day. You’ve earned your nickname. Neither sits well with Graham Kim.”
“Consider me a changed woman.”
Bambam laughed. “Lisa, you don’t get it. Graham’s company is family-oriented. My girlfriend, Amy, works there. I know how they operate. I’ve never seen a company like it.”
“Tell me.”
“His entire family is involved with the operation. His wife and children, even their spouses work there. They have picnics and dinners for their staff and their families. They pay well; they treat them well. Their clients love them. Getting hired there is difficult since it’s rare anyone leaves.”
I mulled over what he said. It wasn’t a secret how important family was at The Kim Group, or how little turnover the company had in personnel. David hated Graham Kim and everything he stood for in the business world. To him it was a dog-eatdog world, and that was how he played. The bloodier, the better. We had lost two major accounts to Kim recently, and David had been furious. Heads rolled that day —many of them. I was lucky they hadn’t been my accounts.
“So, I’m shit out of luck.”
He hesitated, glanced at me, then looked over my shoulder. “I do know one of their top executives is leaving.”
I leaned forward, interested at that piece of news.
“Why?”
“His wife was ill. Her prognosis is good, but he’s decided to make a change for their family, and stay home.”
“It’s a temporary position?” Bambam shook his head.
“This is the sort of man Graham Kim is. He’s giving him early retirement with full pension and benefits. He told him once his wife recovers, he’ll send them on a cruise to celebrate.”
“How do you know this?”
“Amy is his assistant.”
“He needs replacing, then. Get me an interview.”
“Lisa, have you not been listening to a word I said? Graham won’t hire someone like you.”
“He will if I can convince him I’m not what he thinks.”
“And how are you going to do that?”
“Get me the interview and I’ll figure out that part.” I took a long sip of my scotch. “This has to be done under the radar, Bambam.”
“I know. I’ll see what I can do, but I’m telling you—this will be hard to sell.”
“There’s a generous finder’s fee if you get me in.”
“Is it worth it to prove to David you’ll leave? You want the partnership that much?”
I ran my hand across my chin thoughtfully, scratching at the scuff. “I’ve changed my mind.”
“What do you mean?”
“David hates Graham. Nothing would anger him more than losing me to him. I know a few of my clients would jump ship too, which would add insult to injury. I’m going to get Graham Kim to hire me and when David tries to get me back, it’ll be my turn to say ‘things changed’ to him.”
“You’re rather confident.”
“I told you—that’s what makes it in this business.”
“I’m not sure how you plan to accomplish it, but I’ll see if I can get you in.” He pursed his lips. “I went to school with his son-inlaw, and we still golf together. We’re supposed to get together for a round next week. I’ll feel him out about it.”
I nodded, my mind going a thousand miles an hour. How did one convince a stranger they weren’t what they seemed?
That was the million-dollar question. I only had to figure out the answer.
