Chapter 3 Xavier's Corporation Problems

"Bye, Bella. Papa and I will go home first."

Kalingga waved his hand after taking Bella home with papa. They had been playing in the park for quite some time. If they played too long, Bella's mom would be waiting anxiously at home.

"Bye, Lingga. I'll play at your house later," Bella replied, which was greeted with an enthusiastic nod from Kalingga.

"Finally you guys are home too. Thank you, Arion. You've brought my daughter home."

A woman with a growing belly came out of the main door to welcome her daughter home. Vira received a nod from Arion in response to her expression of gratitude.

"Bella didn't trouble you?" asked the woman named Vira. She was six months pregnant.

"No, she doesn't. Even if she does, I don't mind either. I already think of Bella as my daughter."

Arion gently stroked Bella's straight hair. Vira, who heard Arion's words, smiled. True, Vian and Arion's relationship was already so close that Vian already considered Kalingga as his son. Conversely, Arion has also considered Bella as his child.

"Right, I don't have to worry about Bella if she's in your hands. That's it, want to go in? Looks like your son still wants to play with Bella."

"Really?"

Hearing that, Arion immediately looked at Kalingga. He shook his head when he realized Kalingga hadn't let go of Bella's hand since earlier. Already from the car, they held each other's hands, apparently still not released until now.

"Kalingga, don't you want to go home?" asked Arion, bending down to align his body with his son.

"Eee, if possible, Lingga wants to play first at Aunt Vira's house. Later in the afternoon, when Papa gets home from work, Papa will pick up Kalingga. How?"

"This is you. Yes, Papa went back to the Corporation first. You just play here. Papa will pick you up in the afternoon. Watch out, don't be naughty!"

"Fun, Papa let Lingga. Then Lingga goes in first. Bye, Papa."

"Bye, Sweetheart."

Before entering his best friend's house, Kalingga first kissed Arion on the cheek. It was a mandatory ritual before Kalingga went anywhere. Arion deliberately taught it to maintain harmony. He did not want to make his son feel there was a distance between him and his son. So, after doing so, Bella just pulled Kalingga's hand to enter her house.

"Sorry to bother you until the afternoon. Take it easy. I'll pick her up after work."

Vira shook her head at that. She did not mind looking after Kalingga at all. Because...

"Do you think you're the only one who thinks of Bella as your daughter? I also think of Kalingga as my son. Besides, Tania and I are also best friends. So, don't feel guilty about giving up Kalingga."

Arion smiled bitterly at that.

"Right, I forgot that you're also her best friend," Arion muttered sadly and quickly excused himself.

"Oops, I seem to remind Arion of Tania. Tania, where are you? Don't you miss this best friend of yours?"

After saying goodbye to Vira, Arion hurried back to his car. He parked his black car and returned to the Corporation. The break time was almost over. He also had a meeting scheduled for this afternoon. So Arion couldn't stay out too long.

"Romi, prepare for the meeting this afternoon! I'll be there in 20 minutes."

Arion called his assistant from inside the car. He didn't want everything he needed for the meeting to be unfinished when he arrived at his corporation. Arion didn't like wasting time. So, he had to prepare everything in advance.

"Yes, Sir," Romi answered from the other side.

Hearing that Arion immediately hung up the phone. He refocused on the road while occasionally looking up at the sky. Sunny weather always made Arion feel calm. The man did like sunny weather without a drop of rain. On the contrary, Arion hated rain. Because the weather when Tania's plane crashed was rainy. So, he really hated the rain.

"Is everything ready?"

Arion got out of his car and went straight to the conference room. There were eleven chairs in the middle with a big table. Ten of the eleven seats are already filled, the rest only need Arion to sit in.

All the assembled staff immediately got up to greet their director. After Arion sat down and asked everyone to return to their seats, the staff again took their seats.

The curtain in the glass wall in the boardroom immediately pulled back off. The screen motorized in front of the staff began showing the reflection of the illuminated projectors. There's a sales index chart for the Xavier Corporation. They'll discuss sales indexes for the quarter one and two this year, 2023.

"As we see, the sales index for the one-and-a-two-year quarter saw an increase from quarter three and four years earlier. However, the quarter three sales index looks a little down. The fashion we put out for the third quarter is getting a little bit of consumer protest because it turns out the fabric we use has a problem. In the dry season, air temperature begins to rise and causes consumers to feel uncomfortable wearing the clothes they wear. This makes consumer trust in our corporation a little bit low. This will be the principal focus of our meeting today."

A woman got up from her seat and explained how Xavier Corporation was doing. Everyone there, including Romi, paid close attention. They also flipped through the pages of the file in their hands to check the impact of the current problem. In his seat, Arion was also doing the same.

"Why didn't the design department notice this from the start? Wasn't there never a problem with the fabric used before? Why did this problem suddenly appear?"

Arion asked the same questions that the people in the meeting room were thinking. He felt that this problem could have been avoided earlier. Especially if something like this had never happened before. So, Arion felt there was a deliberate problem here.

"The head of the design department resigned three months ago. It's been replaced by a new one. It's just, that the head of this new department doesn't know anything about fabric. So, at the selection of materials, there was a slight omission."

Another woman answered Arion's question. Arion, who heard this, immediately frowned. He was thinking about something.

"Is it very difficult to find a designer with a high understanding of fabric? Why can't any of the designers staff handle this?"

Everyone in the meeting room looked at each other. They were whispering about the question Arion had asked. They were very curious about the answer to the question.

"It's not easy to find a designer with a high understanding of fabrics, sir. We haven't found another designer like that lately."

Arion simply nodded. Right, if it was that easy, today's problem wouldn't exist.

"In that case, I assign you to immediately search for a designer who has a high understanding of fabrics. We must solve this problem at its root."

"Yes, Sir."

Everyone nodded in understanding at Arion's order. As there was nothing more to discuss, everyone left the room immediately. Of course, Arion was already out of there.

"Tania, finding someone as talented as you is surprisingly difficult. When I lost you, there was still your assistant who replaced you. Now that your assistant is gone, where should I look for someone as talented as you?"