A NIGHT WITH THE CRAZY CEO

CHAPTER FORTY-ONE

**BRIANNA**

It was already time for the meeting and Mr. Adrian and I were on our way to the meeting room with him walking a few feet ahead of me. The staff that I met lingering around were staring at me and saying different things about my dress.

“My gosh, what the hell is she putting on?”

“Doesn’t she know the difference between clothes meant for work and the other types of clothes?”

“The cloth is too big on her.”

“Well, she doesn’t really look bad on it.”

Those were the different types of comments I was getting because of my dress but I turned deaf ears to the comments as usual because they wouldn’t remove or add money to my account (as if there’s even money in the account).

Mr. Adrian entered the meeting room and I entered after him. This time around, I was not nervous like the first time I came to this meeting room, I have gotten over the nervousness.

The people present stood up to acknowledge Mr. Adrian’s presence when he entered and he nodded at them, took his seat at the head of the table and then the others sat too. I also took my seat at the right hand side of Mr. Adrian. The people present were staring at me strangely, seems like it’s the first time they’re seeing a lady in her mother’s dress, I thought while chuckling quietly.

I raised my head and looked around to check if Lewis was here but he wasn’t. Maybe he’s not needed in this meeting. Mr. Adrian looked around too and cleared his throat.

“Let’s begin the meeting.” He announced and the once noisy meeting room became so quiet that you could hear if a pin dropped. The atmosphere of the room changed to a professional one and then Mr. Adrian began talking.

“As we all know, we are here to see how far the inventors have gone with the robot. But unlike the last time that we came to see the sketch of the robot, we would be seeing how the robot works.” He stated, looked at the expressions on their faces and then continued, “Where is Miss Santiago?” He asked and as of on cue, a Spanish woman that seemed to be in her mid-twenties came in while pushing a wheelchair that was covered with a big piece of clothing. Four other people followed behind her. One was holding a broom with a dustpan, another one was with a vacuum cleaner, the third person was holding a mop with a small bucket of water, and the last one was holding a trashcan that was filled with garbage. The five of them were all putting on lab coats and it was very obvious that the Spanish woman was the leader of the team.

At this rate, I was sure that everybody in the room were curious about what the inventors were doing with cleaning equipments and a trashcan that was filled with garbage. I was also wondering what was under the big piece of clothing. Well, it seems like our questions will soon be answered.

The Spanish woman cleared her throat and began talking.

“Good day everybody, my name is Amelia Santiago and these are the members of my team.” She said and gestured towards the four other people behind her, “We are very sorry for keeping you all waiting, but we were just trying to get everything ready for the presentation.” She stated.

“It’s alright, Miss Santiago, let’s get this presentation started.” Mr. Adrian uttered and Miss Santiago nodded.

“I know that y’all will be wondering what is under the clothing and what my team members are doing with cleaning equipments but your questions will be answered soon enough.” She stated and we all stared with curious eyes.

“First, let’s start with what is on the wheelchair…” She trailed off and yanked off the big piece of clothing away from the wheelchair, revealing a robot that still looked like it has not been completed.

The robot’s head was facing downwards and it was as if the robot was dead. The robot was like a skeleton, one could see the wires that were inside, the steel that that was supposed to be the body of the robot was not covering the entirety of the robot so you could see everything that was inside the robot.

“As we all can see, the robot is not on yet so you have to press the power button at the top of its head…” She trailed off and press the button she had pointed at, and the robot’s head raised. Its eyes opened and it glowed a bright yellow color. It stood up from the wheelchair and it did something that shocked me.

It. Freaking. Talked.

“Hello Master,” It said while looking at Miss Santiago, “I’m ready to carry out your orders.” It stated and everyone in the room stared on in surprise.

“The robot has been activated now so you can order it to do any of your chores. Let me demonstrate.” She uttered and collected the small bucket of water from one of the people that followed her here.

“Uhm, Mr. Adrian, I’ll be wetting the floor but I can assure you that the robot will mop it.” She said to Mr. Adrian and he told her to go ahead. She went ahead to pour the water on the floor and faced the robot squarely.

“Robot, I need you to mop the floor for me, I want the floor void of water.” She ordered and handed over the mop to it. It collected the mop from her and within a matter of some seconds, it had finished mopping the spot where the water had been poured on. “Wows” and “awesome” left the mouth of the people in amazement.

“I’m done, master.” It stated when it had finished mopping the floor and Miss Santiago nodded at it.

“That was cool, right? I know. But that’s not all it can do. There’s more.” She said.

“Owen, can you please litter the floor with the garbage in the trashcan?” She requested and the guy that held the trashcan did as he was told.

“Christiana, hand over the broom and the dustpan to the robot.” She said and the lady did so.

“Sweep the floor and dispose the garbage into the trashcan.” Miss Santiago and the robot got to work. Within three minutes, it was done.

“I’m done master.” It said and everyone in the meeting room except Mr. Adrian clapped but I could see in Mr. Adrian’s eyes that he was impressed.

“Let’s move on to the other things that it can do…” Miss Santiago continued.

TWENTY MINUTES LATER

“… And that is all the robot can do, for now. We will still install the feature that will give it the ability to operate a washing machine and the ability to wash dishes.” Miss Santiago stated.

“Thanks for your patience. We’re done with the presentation.” She said again and we all clapped.

“I must say, Miss Santiago, you and your team did a really good job with the robot. I’m very impressed.” Mr. Adrian stated and Miss Santiago smiled.

“Thank you sir.” She said.

“I’ll have to give you and your team a time limit of two weeks to complete the robot so that we can get it into the market. Will the two weeks be enough?” Mr. Adrian said then asked.

“Yes sir, it will be more than enough.” Miss Santiago nodded.

“Alright. The meeting has ended. You can all start leaving.” Mr. Adrian uttered and everybody started standing up and exiting the meeting room. Mr. Adrian stood up and I stood up after him.

The both of us walked out of the meeting room with me following behind him.

“Did you jot anything down during the meeting?” Mr. Adrian asked when I had fallen into steps with him.

“Uhm, I didn’t. I was carried away by the presentation.” I said.

“It’s okay. Don’t let it repeat itself again.” He muttered and I glanced at him in surprise.

“Okay sir.” I bobbed my head.

“And about your mode of dressing, seems like this big dress of yours is not really good and you’re getting bad comments about it, and I won’t want us to go out while you’re putting on this type of dress, you might just scare people away so you can go back to your old style of dressing.” He said and I thought that I had heard wrong.

“Are you for real, sir?” I asked just to be sure.

“Yes, I’m for real. But just don’t wear clothes that expose the body.” He stated.

“Thank you very much sir. I was not really comfortable in this dress.” I thanked him but muttered the last part.

“You’re welcome. You can go to your office now. I’ll call for you when I need you.” He uttered and went on his way while I fist bumped the air happily.

“I’m going back to my old style of dressing.” I thought loudly.

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