"About fifteen minutes more, gather at the training ground, okay, Michael" Maxwell patted my shoulder and said.
Honestly, it's been more than five days here, but I still can't get used to the whirlwind of work. This is torture for a person, not work at all. In the morning, I observe and analyze everyone during training, in the afternoon, we discuss strategies, and in the evening, I study the strengths of the players. Maxwell, too, he really doesn't know what tiredness is; he even calls me at midnight to discuss strategies. Oh God, how can I endure this any longer?
As I walked to the second-floor hallway, in front of me was a line of people standing in line. What is this? Hiring people?
While I was deep in thought, a scent both strange and familiar wafted into my mind, awakening a fragment of my fleeting memory. A hint of sweet lily and amber floated past my nose. I quickly turned around as if to catch up with that scent, but all I saw was a deep red hair, not dazzling, not gaudy.
Is it her? So familiar.
"Do you have any comments about the players in the past few days?"
Maxwell asked me. He and I were standing observing the players training.
"I see Roger developing very comprehensively. From his dribbling ability, shooting, and even his awareness of the situation on the field is excellent. He truly has the qualities of a professional player. Nolan needs to learn how to control the ball better; his assists are very commendable. Bevis and Leon, these two work very well together, a wonderful duo to create those stunning shots."
"This weekend, let's organize an internal match, okay?"
I nodded in agreement and quickly asked him about something I had been wondering about.
"Is the center adding more people? I saw a lot of people coming in earlier." "That's right, the center is short on managers."
"Who is in charge?"
"The human resources department."
After the training session, I quickly went to the HR room.
A Beta man was sitting intently reviewing a pile of files in front of him.
"Liam, can you show me the files?"
He looked up at me, slightly raising an eyebrow as if guessing my intention.
"Are you looking for someone? Which department do you want? I'll find it for you."
Right, I didn't even know which department she applied to. I stood there thinking for a moment. She worked at the pharmacy, right? My eyes lit up clearly.
"Show me all the departments related to healthcare."
I sat down, my hands quickly flipping through each file. I couldn't describe my feelings; I just knew that it felt like I was afraid of losing something. Flipping, and flipping for what felt like nearly an hour... Found it, the familiar red hair like wine. My eyes scanned each line on the paper as if trying to gather all the information about her.
Lily Hollis, Beta, twenty years old, a fashion design student? So why is she applying for a position in healthcare? But never mind, I'll find out later. I brought the file in front of Liam.
"Choose her."
Liam took the file from my hands. He carefully reviewed it.
"What? No experience, hasn't even studied healthcare, how can I choose her, Mr. Michael? Does she have any connection to you?"
I was stunned for a second or two and then blurted out,
"Yeah, choose her."
" You come – silent like the wind
Touching once and then staying in me."
The scent of you gently touches me.
For the first time, I fear that I might lose someone