Rebate System: From Poor Student To Billionaire Playboy

Chapter 5. Savour's New Owner!

Harry pulled up in front of his agency and it was a lot bigger than he thought, it had an intricate design that exuded elegance with top-class infrastructure.

It stood out compared to other buildings surrounding it, not because it was flashier, but it just had a unique design, but then again this was one of the more expensive parts of Crestview city.

Harry realized only after he arrived that he should have bought something fancy to wear so that he could leave a good first impression.

The clothes he wore weren't a reflection of his new man of means status, anyone could easily mistake him for an average bum.

Harry exited the car and Rita was already waiting outside to welcome him.

When Harry left the car, Rita was surprised that he looked like the average college student and not her new boss.

He didn't look elegant or classy and this only made her mistake this as a sign of humility and not the fact that he was just a poor student only a few hours ago.

"Good day sir, I have come to personally welcome you to Savour Agency," Rita greeted with a smile but Harry was surprised that this was a genuine smile.

She was truly glad to see him prompting him to wonder why but this was an insignificant detail.

"Thank you…" Harry said, pausing abruptly as he looked at her name tag.

"Rita, are you the one in charge of this agency?" Harry questioned but this only made Rita blush at the thought of him thinking she could hold that position not knowing that Harry was oblivious as to how a CEO should look.

"I'm afraid I am not the CEO, Sir. But the CEO has been expecting you," Rita responded as she led the way.

"Alright," Harry responded, he didn't know what else to say or do as he was still shocked that this was happening.

Harry entered the building and the fragrance that invaded his nostrils sent him into a trance.

‘This place is so fucking fancy!’ Harry thought to himself as he was led to an office at the end of a corridor.

"Miss Susan will see you now," Rita said but she emphasized the Miss as if subtly telling Harry she was single. However, Harry wasn't paying enough attention to pick up on this. He was still processing everything that was happening.

Harry made his way into the room and to his surprise, there sat a woman in a light blue uniform top with a black shirt just above her knee, exposing a little bit of her thighs in the process with long socks and high heels.

But the thing that got Harry's attention was how her shirt was barely able to keep those big melons on her chest in place without the buttons popping off.

Harry gulped hard as he stepped inside the room, there was a transparent table separating them. ‘That was an interesting choice,’ he thought to himself.

She got up the moment Harry entered, he was officially her boss and what he did to the agency was up to him however this was her moment to show him her vision.

"Mr Farrow! So nice to meet you, I'm Susan!" Susan greeted, stretching her hand for a handshake.

She was confident no doubt but this didn't scare Harry, he had met women like her at school and at his various jobs and they all had one thing in common, they were all stuck-up bitches.

And Harry knew she was no different from them, the only reason she was like this was due to his position and it wasn't a reflection of who she was.

“Susan, that's a fine name but I would like for us to get down to business," Harry knew he had to make a strong first impression.

"O-Of course, please sit," Susan stammered, she didn't know why but just as Harry knew how important a first impression was, so did Susan.

"You don't need to be so nervous, I'm not Count Dracula or anything nightmares are made of," Harry made a silly joke, trying his best to break the evident tension in the air.

Susan was embarrassed that he noticed that, even if Harry didn't have the skill granted by the system, he would still have spotted this without a doubt.

"I'm sorry, Sir," Susan quickly apologized. Harry thought she was a powerful woman when he walked in here but she was awfully submissive right now.

"I have to ask you something that has been nagging at me since I came in here. Why the transparent table?" Harry couldn't hold his curiosity as it was a bizarre choice, to say the least.

"The motto of Savour Agency is transparency so this is a literal demonstration that we hide nothing," Susan responded, she knew how corny this sounded but it was a clever marketing strategy.

"Ah, that is pretty smart! Now that is how you get the client!" Harry was a little more excited than he should have been and Susan blushed as she didn't expect this enthusiastic reaction from him.

If anything, she expected him to point out how corny it was but upon closer examination, this man was way younger than her.

She kept her mouth shut as he carefully examined the document before him, thanks to the ability he had gotten from his system, he could remember everything he read almost to a fault even though he didn't quite understand what it was exactly he was reading. He immediately thought of how this would help him during tests and exams.

"You know what Susan? How about I leave the technical issues to you, keep running it how you have been running and if you need anything, give me a call," Harry encouraged her and this was the best case scenario considering this allowed her to retain control over the agency without doing much of the work that comes with it.

Harry snuck a peak at her chest once again when she was putting away the documents before averting his gaze.

‘Things that big should be a tourist attraction…’ Harry thought to himself.

[Savour Agency Status Change: Congratulations, you just entered the top 1,000 promising modelling agency!]

‘Well, not bad I guess,’ Harry thought to himself while exiting the building.

He stood and stared at the sign, wondering if he should change the name to something that speaks more to him as he didn't even know why it was called Savour.

"Move it!" A voice barked at him from behind but Harry recognized this voice without even turning around.

"Alicia?" Harry muttered under his breath.