Jason*

"Next file!" I bellowed but the door remained closed.

"This is the third time I would be demanding for this and if you keep me waiting for too long, I assume you don't value your job. A lot of resumes and application forms are submitted daily, I don't search for workers; they look for me."

I raised my voice and lowered my dark glasses, my gaze fixated on the door.

"Next file," I repeated.

Sona, my secretary ran in with numerous files and placed them before me, she nearly got her dress ...