Greg stared at his phone in frustration, his thumb hovering over the screen as he tried to dial Dylan's number once again.PIP![Sorry, the number you have dialed is currently out of reach now. Please call in a few minutes or leave a message and—PIP!]“He didn’t answer my call again… This never happened before, is he still that mad?” Greg thought, his brow furrowing in concern. He clenched his phone slightly, a mixture of frustration and worry gnawing at his thoughts.Greg tried dialing Dylan’s number again, and once again, the familiar ringtone played for a brief moment before being replaced by the operator's voice.After several attempts, Greg finally gave up, realizing that Dylan was not going to answer. He sighed as his shoulders slumped in resignation."I guess it's useless to keep trying. If Dylan wanted to talk, he would have picked up by now, well... I have no other choice but to leave him for the sudden exclusive meeting. It’s not like I didn’t try to call him anyway,” Greg m

Greg listened intently as Bradley began recounting the story behind the unique executive greeting."Yes, Mr. Von Ritcher. So, that's the real reason why we had this greeting," Bradley explained, his tone carrying a mix of pride and amusement. "You know, if it’s not because of Karel's ingenious insight, we won’t ever think to have this unique idea."Greg raised an eyebrow in curiosity. "Karel's insight? What do you mean?"Bradley's lips curved into a knowing smile. "You see, Karel, one of our executives, is a firm believer in the power of positive energy and camaraderie. He's been a strong advocate for team-building activities and strategies that boost morale."Greg nodded, intrigued by this revelation. "So, the greeting is a morale-boosting strategy?""Exactly," Bradley confirmed. "Karel proposed that a vibrant, energetic entrance to our executive meetings could set a positive tone for the discussions that follow. He believed that by starting the meeting with a burst of excitement li

The room fell into a deep silence after the executive's condescending remark hung in the air like a heavy fog while Greg just remained composed with an unreadable expression as if he had expected some level of skepticism and had come prepared to face it head on.His silence seemed to have unnerved the executive who had just spoken, and a hint of discomfort was visible on his face. He probably didn't anticipate such a calm response from Greg.After a long silence, Greg finally spoke, his voice was measured and confident. "Of course, let's address the elephant in the room first," he began, his tone carrying a quiet authority that commanded attention.The room's eyes shifted from the skeptical executive to Greg, their expressions a mix of curiosity and anticipation as if they sensed that something significant was about to transpire."You see,” Greg continued, his gaze steady. “Skepticism is a healthy aspect of any organization. It fosters critical thinking and ensures that decisions are

The tension that had gripped the exclusive meeting room began to dissipate as the discussion bound to close.Bradley, who was seated in the front, leaned back in his chair, his expression thoughtful yet composed.The executives exchanged final nods and gestures, acknowledging the conclusions they had reached during the meeting. It was a rare occasion for these formidable minds to come together, and the weight of their decisions hung in the air.With a subtle clearing of his throat, Bradley's commanding voice cut through the lingering silence. "Thank you all for your valuable insights and contributions today. It's through these discussions that Behav continues to thrive and innovate."He paused for a moment, his gaze sweeping over the faces of the executives gathered around the sleek table. "Remember, the future of this company rests on each of your shoulders. Let's continue to work diligently and uphold the principles that Behav stands for."The executives nodded in agreement, their e

"Hey, Greg," Karel's voice broke the rhythm of their conversation, his tone contemplative. The city sounds enveloped them as they walked side by side.Karel paused for a moment as if choosing his words carefully before continuing, his voice carrying a hint of curiosity. “Do you find it amusing or even fun to pretend to be an executive?”.Greg's steps faltered as he absorbed the unexpected question. He turned his head toward Karel, his brows furrowing slightly in confusion."What do you mean?" Greg asked, his voice steady despite the tumultuous thoughts swirling in his mind.Karel's lips curved into a small smile, his gaze fixed on Greg. "I mean exactly what I asked. Being here, playing the role of an executive, surrounded by all this façade and power. Do you find joy in playing as an executive and hiding your 'identity'?" Karel's words carried an edge that made Greg's frown deepen.What did Karel mean by that accusation? Why was he implying that Greg was merely playing a role, hiding