madnovel Chapter 482: Store policies
Chapter 482: Store policies
Chapter 482: Store policies
As Kevin stored the remaining potions in his space ring, Key hesitated for a moment before speaking as he headed toward his office. "Kevin, can we talk?" she asked.
"Yeah, sure," Kevin nodded with a smile, making his way to his office while the other girls resumed their work and reopened the store for customers.
Settling into his comfortable chair, Kevin asked, "So, what do you want to talk about?"
Key still looked hesitant, though not embarrassed, as she sat down in his lap, pressing her small but firm backside against his crotch. "It's about Natalie," she said softly. "She's been asking me every day when you're going to give me a cultivation technique."
Kevin, amused by this, tightened his grip around her waist and took in her sweet, feminine scent. "But I already gave you one," he replied with a playful smile.
Key shifted a little in his lap, biting her lip as she continued, "You did, but I can't give it to my sister. You know... because of the store policies."
Kevin smirked, the glint in his eyes unmistakable. He had put those policies in place himself, specifically to prevent the employees from sharing their cultivation techniques with others. It wasn't just about control-it was about ensuring that those techniques remained exclusive to the store, and more importantly, to him.
Key looked at the tall woman with surprise and confusion as she made her way into Kevin's office. Returning behind the counter, Key asked, "Who was she?"
Chloe shrugged in response. "I don't know. She looked like a model. She said she was an acquaintance of the boss and was waiting to meet him for a few minutes." Key, now checking some items since there weren't many customers around, added with confusion, "I was going to let her in earlier, but Aunty stopped me and said to wait until you came out."
Hearing this, Key blushed and glanced at Sia, who shot her a teasing smirk. Key didn't know what to say. If Chloe had sent the woman in a few minutes earlier, she would've caught Key in a very compromising position-one she wouldn't have been able to explain. Meanwhile, inside the makeshift office, Kevin was surprised by his unexpected visitor: Roma, the widowed wife.
"What brings you to my store, Miss Roma?" Kevin asked as the graceful lady took a seat across from him.
She was dressed in simple yet stylish clothes-likely branded, given her past as a model. Roma didn't mind Kevin's straightforwardness and kept her expression neutral as she replied, "I'm here to talk about the offer you made me."
Kevin recalled the offer he'd made to her about working at his store. Roma continued, "I'm just here to listen. Don't expect me to say yes."
Her tone wasn't arrogant, but practical. After meeting with some of her model friends, they had offered to help restart her career, which could earn her at least 60k units a year-more if she landed good gigs. However, Roma didn't want to return to modeling. She hated being constantly looked at by strangers. And 60k a year wasn't enough to cover her house payments or her daughter's education.
Hoping Kevin might offer something better, she came in, though she didn't expect much, given how small the store seemed.
Kevin's response surprised her. "I pay my employees 15k units a month, but they're trained and knowledgeable about the items we sell. For someone new, like you, I can start at 10k. Don't worry, the pay will increase as you get the hang of things. Plus, there are other benefits -like access to cultivation techniques. Most of my employees are cultivators because of this perk."