Chapter 2 Her confidence

Alexandro Livius's POV

I scanned the document. It's not too wordy, and she knows how to summarize her explanation. She proves her explanation with pictures and graphs.

"When did you build this company?" I ask. I didn't look at her and waited for her answer.

"I established this company three years ago, sir."

I lean on the couch cross my legs and look at her then grab the folder.

"Sir? How old are you, Ms. Louise?" I coldly ask. She looks at me.

"I'm 26 years old, sir. Is there a problem? Please, sir, don't consider my age for this proposal," she remarks.

My brow furrows. "Do I look like someone who bases my decision on such a trivial reason?" I ask.

She turned pale. I feel bad because I already noticed how nervous and scared she was.

"Tell me, Ms. Louise. Do I look like a man who will eat you? You've been nervous, scared, and stiff. How can you present your business proposal if you are emotional?"

Georgina meets my eyes and gives me that strange gaze.

"I apologize. It's normal for a person to be nervous. I am nervous or scared in a bad way. SJD Group is a well-established and renowned company. I hope you understand where I'm coming from, sir," she explains. I sighed.

"You're 26 and I'm 27. Stop calling me Sir and just call me Alexandro or Livius," I mutter.

"No. Just call me Livius."

Her eyes dilated when she heard what I said. "Just call me Livius. You may start," I assert. She took a deep breath.

"Wait, of all businesses, why did you choose this type of industry? Don't get me wrong, but ladies nowadays, especially those who want to build their company, focus on cosmetics, clothes, jewelry, or other fashion businesses. This is way too far," I ask.

She simply smiled when she heard my explanation.

"That's true, sir. That industry was also in demand, and the competition was too tight. It's not also my cup of tea. I only finished high school and don't have any interest and learning about it." She halts and grabs her laptop.

"Also, my interest concerns the environment for the future welfare of the next generation. Also, environmental technology here in our country isn't an in-demand business. That's why I tried my luck in this endeavor," she replied.

I nod and continue reading her proposals. "You can now explain," I remarked.

"Louise Environmental Technology focuses on industrial waste management control. As time goes by, skyscrapers are being rampant in every city and country around the world."

I flip the next page and start to analyze this part of her proposal. I'm impressed at how detail-oriented her report is.

"During the construction period, waste management was the least concern of building and company owners. There are also cases in which the waste is dumped in a vacant lot and stays there for years," she added.

I know what she's talking about because that happens to one of my warehouses when I need to renovate that place.

Up until now, those wastes were stuck in a lot that is part of the land that I bought for my ten warehouses.

"Livius, can I have your eyes and ears here, please?" she asks.

I look at her. Damn! I never thought my name could be pronounced sweetly.

"Thank you, Livius. Anyway, here's a video of the machines and technologies that we offer to our clients. I can also show you how they are made. I hired Japanese people who can assemble them as well as import the parts from different factories in Japan," she explains.

She clicks the space bar and lets me watch the videos that she's talking about. There are three videos that are three to five minutes long.

After watching the videos, Georgina continues to explain the products and services that her company offers.

She was scared earlier, but she's now confident in explaining her proposal. Not bad for me.

"With the use of these technologies, we can have automatic sorting for the construction waste. This processing system can sort and select the various types of materials. This can also save up with time, construction, and manpower costs."

Georgina looks at me in the eyes. She's really beautiful. She aged more than a fine wine. I can see how much she matured.

I can see my reflection in her onyx eyes. She has thick soft arch brows and long eyelashes, making her eyes dreamy. She has a slender nose and pinkish-rich ridge lips.

She also has long, wavy black hair. I wonder if she's a mixed race. Overall, Georgina was beautiful.

"At the same time, some construction waste can be recycled. For example, concrete debris, bricks, and tiles can be dismantled and delivered to the production plant for sorting," she continues.

I want to stop her and ask, but I want to listen to her more. I feel like my questions will be answered along the way.

"After the process, we can now produce construction aggregates that can replace the use of natural sand. I know you might be wondering if the produced sand can withstand the pressure. That's why..." she paused.

I noticed that Georgina's throat was a bit dry, making her voice change.

I grab the bottled water and give it to her. "Thank you, sir."

I smiled and watched her as she drank. Her neck was... sexy. I look away. What the hell am I thinking?!

"I know pressure and durability were important for constructing a building. That's why we, the Louise Environmental Technology, develop a key patented technology for the recycling of concrete waste and test the aggregates to see if they are durable and can withstand pressure."

I was about to speak when she did it first. I wonder if she notices that I'm about to say something.

"This will help you to cut the cost, but the quality is on par with ordinary concrete. You don't have to worry about its quality, sir," she added.

She just answers the question I have in my head. All the questions that I wanted to ask were answered during her explanation.

"I must say that you really know what kind of services and products your company offers. You also answered the question I have in mind. One last question: what do you want from SJD? An investment or do you want us to avail your services and products?" I ask.

I just want to know if she's greedy enough to ask both. She drinks the rest of the water in the bottle. I look away again. It's making me uncomfortable in a certain way. That memory!