When she proposed him about opening the company, Sam thought she must have brushed through about the IT but seeing her asking a specific question, he understood she does her homework well before doing anything
"We?" Sam asked as he smiled.
Sky was referring as 'you' which was changed to 'we' which meant she already accepted the proposal.
Maxwell spoke. "We will have two options, one training their employee or person. Two, we can send QA team members for temporary."
Sky nodded in understanding. By working with them; One, she won't have to worry about anything if she agrees for IT. Two, Sky knew those five were very talented and worth to invest.
"If I agree to this proposal, I will be opening Harley technologies for you five as intrapreneurs as a foundation. So how many years are you guys ready to sign with Harley? Harley can't take the risk of you to leave abruptly."
Sam passed employment paper content. From which it meant, She could fire them but they won't be leaving for twenty plus years which meant till they retire.
Sky was surprised. In fact, she thought they might not like the fact about signing with them.
Finally seeing her change in expression from her aloof self, all relaxed.
Peter said as he whistled "Our little President fell into our trap."
Sky flung her hand at his arm but she shook her palm as her fingers were in pain turning red. "Peter! Do you eat steel and iron?"
All laughed looking at her. Sam asked after they stopped laughing, "Can you handle your shareholders? and your father."
"You are all friends but that's not the reason why I'm agreeing for this proposal. So Dad won't object, in fact, he never objected me with anything. And shareholders? They are already head over heels in love with my plans so handling unnecessary two or three wouldn't be difficult as I know to shut their mouths well." Sky confidently replied.
Sky knew it wouldn't be a problem as the main topic of their discussion would be Sky not going to Harley daily. Since she was being extra careful about things, she was sure she could handle it.
Five clapped for her confidence. Sky shook her head and was about to ask, "But you..."
"You and your safety will be our priority." Sam spoke knowing what she wanted to ask.
Sky grinned, she knew the problems would arise and she would need them for her safety or for handling network information. When she has to stand and take control as President, she didn't want to use Arlo's power or people.
Sky repeated her question, "Why Harley?" which she didn't get an answer to that.
All looked at each other before Clark replied, "Sister Sky, It's very simple, we can enjoy and have numerous outings with you. Which we will never get anywhere?"
Peter waved his hands indicating that's not the point, "Being with you means having President Smith from which we will also get VVIP treatment everywhere for free! free! free!"
All burst into laughter seeing his actions, Sky who raised her hand to punch him for his thinking of using her husband but she took her hand away making Peter roll on his chair. But Sam completed for her and rest laughed seeing at Peter's darkened face.
"Sister Sky! Do you have to ask President Smith's permission about this?" Clark asked curiously.
"Why do I have to ask the Secretary's permission?" When it comes to Harley Corporation, Arlo was her secretary and he wouldn't interfere with that.
All gave thumbs up and Sam laughed as he knew about Arlo and Sky. The latter mentioned other follow up works before deciding to have dinner in the penthouse where of course, men would be cooking.
Sky bid them bye and went to Arlo's office with files. After keeping them in her bag, Sky informed Arlo that she decided about Harley's new venture which would be in IT.
Seeing her beam, Arlo was naturally elated. Clara had dropped the files and left as Sky would be going to the Harley the next day.
Arlo felt dizzy seeing her pacing holding a file. He made her sit on his desk next to him as her legs dangled down.
Secretaries who were entering and exiting with files were seeing them intertwining their fingers. Arlo kissing her backhand. Both laughing and looking at each other. Sky kissing his forehead, Arlo pinching her cheek and so on.
Arlo's behavior for them was completely new which they never saw hence their curiosity about Sky was increasing higher and higher. Few wept internally having no partner and few for not having such a relationship with their partners.
Ryan was already immune to them. He would behave as if he didn't see anything.
Sky who had finished her work and was playing with Arlo's hair where he helplessly sat and let her do all possible hairstyles as she wants. But an unwanted guest entered the room and saw Sky. Instead of greeting Arlo, she started shouting on Sky.
"You! You unscrupulous, ill-mannered woman. Keep your hands-off."
Sky innocently looked at her before saying to Arlo. "You have no problem but why does she have a problem? Is she considering you as a weakling, herself as a superheroine and trying to save you."
Getting ignored by Sky and Arlo, VP's daughter again shouted, "Just because you are Arlo's Personal secretary, will you sit on his head?"
Sky pursed her lips and poked Arlo, "Is it possible?"
Arlo smiled at her and went back to his file. Vp's daughter shouted again, "You dumb woman! Can't you understand what I say? Just because Arlo treating you well, don't take advantage of his kindness."
"Oh!" Sky was surprised to know she thought Arlo as kind irrespective of being ignored by him.
Vp's daughter's tone suddenly became soft giving goosebumps to Sky. "Arlo, you should keep your employees under your hand. Else they will dance on your head."
Sky burst into laughter imagining employee dancing on his head, "I didn't know employees can dance on your head." Sky caressed his head.
"Miss, Is this what you call under the hand? Oh ho, President Smith is under my hand." Sky finished and chuckled.
Arlo glanced at Sky who was mastering in pissing off people. He knew Sky understood what VP's daughter meant.
"You! Ill-mannered dumb woman, Go to your seat." She couldn't take it anymore and she was burning with rage.