Russian, asking for someone to please identify the young woman in the room. He was told that she was the young woman from America and as he looked at her, he tried to put the woman sitting before him in line with the picture the American company had sent over. The woman in those pictures had been beautiful, but live and in person, she was exquisite!
Her hair was longer and much blonder in color, whereas in the picture, her hair had been pulled up. Her eyes had also been blue in the picture, yet now they were lavender in coloring.
Dmitry thought of how she had been dressed last night, and tried his hardest to put the woman before him into the mold he had cast her in – party girl. The short skirt and blouse she wore were the only indications that the sexy temptress he had met last night were one and the same person.
Realizing that he was staring at her, he looked down and then advised the rest of the board the remainder of the meeting would be conducted in English, in deference to their visitor.
All heads nodded in compliance and Dmitry sighed in relief that at least one thing was going correctly. Addressing the woman in question, he offered, “Welcome to Russia, Miss?”
“Thompson. Maria Julia Thompson.” She started to stand and then sat hurriedly back down as the men made as if to stand with her. When everyone had regained their seat, she looked back at him, hoping he would introduce himself. She wasn’t sure what had possessed her to use her full name, as everyone in the office had been instructed by herself to use her middle name. Was it self-preservation? Was she afraid if she used her middle name he would suddenly remember having met her in the states?
“I trust Mrs. Rusnik has been able to help you get situated?” There was something so familiar about her, but Dmitry couldn’t put his finger upon it.
“Yes, sir. Everyone has been very accommodating.”
“Good. We will talk more after the meeting, if you have time?” Dmitry would make sure she had time, but was taking the diplomatic approach in front of the other board members. There was no need for them to know of her antics the night before. The smiles upon their faces would then turn to ones of disdain and any cooperation she had been getting would disappear – fast.
“Of course.” Julia wasn’t sure she wanted to meet with him alone, given the promise of interrogation she read in his eyes. She looked down and decided that the next time someone offered her Vodka, she’d throw it in their face! Her head was throbbing uncontrollably at the minute and the meeting had barely started.
Dmitry was satisfied and started the meeting. After asking for a status report from each department head, he then picked up the report that had been lying on his desk. He started out with the positives, commending everyone for helping to come in under budget on the latest project. Several large changes had been made and when he praised that department, he was surprised to hear that the ideas for the money-saving ideas had come from Miss Thompson.
That trend continued as he went down the list of items on the report, with each department offering praise to the newcomer for her insight and strategies. Dmitry grew more impressed with her at each venture, but then he would remember her activities the night before and stop himself. She was a dichotomy of a woman – seductress by night, and financial wizard by day!
Julia blushed as she was given the credit for many of the ideas that had been implemented to make the company more profitable. Back home in the states, she would get the normal pats on the back, but would also have to worry about the next person to stab her in it on her way out of the meeting. This business could be cutthroat, but here, everyone seemed to be working towards the same goal and it didn’t really matter who came up with the next great idea. It benefited everyone and credit was given where it was due.
As Dmitry finished running down the report