The Strongest Businessman-17 Chapter 17:Conducting an Interview

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After Dylan checked on Scarlet, he decided to proceed with the acceptance of employees. He realized how urgent his need to grow stronger was because of what he just encountered a while ago. The mystery that shrouded Scarlet annoyed him because he was unable to comprehend what it was. He knew that if he became stronger, he will be able to share the burden that Scarlet carried with her.


The fastest way to grow stronger was to make his business soar because the mansion will give subsequent rewards every after he was able to complete a certain task like getting costumers, hiring employees and improving the state of his workplace. Currently, the thing he could do to upgrade his strength is to accept employees.


He grabbed a table and chair and placed it outside of the wooden gate. He took out a thick compilation of papers and placed on his left side while he took out three pens of three colors: black, blue and red. He watched the concentration of people far away silenced and the atmosphere suddenly became tensed when they saw Dylan brought out a table and chair from the restaurant and sat on it.


Right now, several tens of people was lined up in hope to become an employee of his currently rising brand. His brand, the Gardenford Restaurant, was one of the most trending topics in town. The reviews of the customers, who dined there previously, were one of the primary reasons for it. They said that the food was a delicacy that a person must eat if not, they would truly be missing out in life.


Another reason was the service that the owner provided to each and every one of the costumers. It was rumored that he was able to balance out the time he introduced the newly arriving costumers while cooking and serving the costumers who was already dining. He never delayed and stalled for time. The costumers felt like everything he did was within his calculations. The food served was never burnt or raw and he was able to serve it exquisitely too.


He never asked a costumer to wait but he was still able to welcome and guide the upcoming costumers right after he was just done talking with the former. It seemed like he was able to anticipate the timing and arrival of the various costumers while keeping in check the food he served. His ability on time management was impeccable. Not only that, he was able to do so while maintaining finesse and calmness. He never showed any type of distress or panic as he handled each situation with a clear mind and peaceful smile.


But, every single detail that the costumers observed and speculated was true. Dylan being able to experience everything in business was capable of predicting the probability of costumers coming in his restaurant. It was due to his accumulative experience he got from his eccentric nature.


Most CEOs would be laid back and occasionally immerse themselves to work just to check its condition and only if it was necessary. But Dylan chose not to. He secretly conducted an immersion all throughout his company's different branches.


All of the branch and franchises that Omega Trading Company created was individually different from each other. Some was a fast food chain, others were shopping and fashion line, several were industrial company and even construction companies. He tried every job a person could have in those outlets because he wanted to experience first-hand what his employees are doing during their work so that he would be able to formulate solutions to different problems of different scales.


He became a waiter, a salesman, a cook, a fashion designer, a construction worker, an assistant manager, a coordinator, a branch manager, a stylist, an engineer and many more. He would struggle for every job he took but he would be able to quickly adapt and perform excellently. He would stay for a month to each job so that he will be able to accumulate enough experience.


Not even, his employees were able to recognize him up until he confessed that it was him which would cause them to be in utter shock. He interacted with countless personalities which caused him to be able to appropriately condition his way of socializing and approach to different kinds of people.


His skills were not based solely on talent alone but it was also because of his nature and experience that he accumulated all throughout his business career.


Another reason was the beauty and profundity of the workplace. It was described as a place of serenity and natural beauty where eating or resting is extremely advised. Now, that the applicants were here they were able to see the description that they were told about. It matched every concept and description in the discussions they heard on the streets. It was a mini Utopia like place for dining and getting along with acquaintances and friends.


Some girls, however had a different ploy in mind, they were here to get closer to Dylan because of the rumor that he was exceedingly prince like.


This further strengthened the resolve of these applicants to pass the screening and the interview of this job. But their bodies stiffened as soon as they saw Dylan signaling them to come forward.


All of them walked towards him and formed one long line. While they were walking towards him, Dylan divided the thick compilation of papers in the middle into three and raised his hands with three fingers pointing upwards indicating to form three lines. So, the rest followed his instructions.


The formed three lines accordingly. Dylan then put three pens in front of the piles of paper. When the applicants arrived in front of Dylan, Dylan had already counted the totality of the applicants which numbered 33 people present. He stood up and announced:


"Welcome to Gardenford Restaurant, I assume that all of you are here to apply to my establishment. Am I right?"


"Yes!" The applicants answered in unison.


"Do you have any questions that any of you would like to ask?" Dylan loudly said. Some applicants raised their hands. Dylan randomly chose a person.it was a man he had black long hair that he tied with rubber.


"How does the interview go?" The black haired man spoke.


"Applicants just have to fill up a form. The form is in the form of these piles of papers. I know what you are all thinking. What do you need to write? That's pretty simple you just have to introduce yourselves to me using this papers. You can write it in any way you want. I'm not particularly against handwriting but at least make it legible. Also, include all your personal information, I promise that I would only keep it as documents and will be kept with utmost confidentiality." Dylan explained the mechanics as clear as possible and smiled after finishing.


'The interview was as simple as that?! Was this for real?!" The applicants were shocked by his way of doing things but they still complied. After an hour, they passed their papers to Dylan. Dylan skimmed through the paper for a while. He was already capable of reading a single applicant`s "application form" in a minute even though it was a few pages long.


After half an hour, he stood up and announced once more.


"Congratulations to all of you! You are all now a permanent employee of Gardenford Restaurant!"


"What?!" The entire group was shocked. They were able to get a job with just several pieces of paper?! How ludicrous was this?


"Sir Dylan. May I ask a question?" A timid girl called out because she could not help but ask.


"Yes, lass. Is something the matter?" Dylan faintly smiled. He remembered the name of this girl. It was Leila.


"Is what you said really true? You were not jesting with us? We got the job and would be paid?" Leila wanted a confirmation to what Dylan said.


"Of course. Why would I lie? You will get 10 silver coins per hour and you need to work 8-10 hours a day." Dylan clarified.


"Really?!" The crowd was shocked the pay was ridiculously high. Ten silver coins? They could only earn that after they worked for a week in other places. Each one of them would have a maximum pay of 100 silver coins a day! That would mean they would get 3000 silver coins in a month! This job was too good to be true for them. But there were 33 of them that would mean he has to bring out 100 000 silver coins just to do so?


Although, it might seem impossible for others but it was nothing for Dylan because just for this day he already earned 15 000 silver coins which was above his expectations and that was only his first day what more for the upcoming days where his costumers numbers would skyrocket. If this pace keep up, he would be able to earn 1 000 000 silver coins a month.


"Is there a catch?" Another person asked.


"What do you mean?" Dylan was confused. It was a girl named Allana


"Do we have to sell our organs or something? Like for example, our liver?" Allana asked like a scared cat.


"What? Of course not." Dylan said.


"So, it's our purity?" Alana's expression became horrified. The boys shivered when they heard this. Were they included in this as well? Didn't the rumors say the owner was an upright man? But who would blame them their employer just announced that their salary was several times greater than their previous jobs.


"No, of course not! You just have to work hard in order to earn it. I promise if I were to lie, may the heavens strike me with lightning and grind me to dust." Dylan bitterly laughed because only when he made the pledge did the crowd calm down.


'Why would they think like that?' Dylan felt abysmal since his employees treated him as such.


"I also promise to treat you all well. I will give you 6th and 13th month bonuses too. I promise that I am an upright and straightforward man and disdains act of evilness and depravity. If I break this oath, may heavens punish me." Dylan swore once more.


"Sir Dylan, is there really no catch? It's just very hard to believe." A man named Ronald asked.


"How many times do I have to say there is none!" Dylan spoke strongly and felt helpless by this troublesome bunch.


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