Christopher ascends the stage,takes the microphone from the host, and clears his throat before he begins his speech."Ladies and gentlemen,this proposal has been prepared to tap into the renewable energy sector.We are a group of industry experts seeking to create a supplementary source of power to the national grid supply in Mexican states and beyond, extending to the global market.We want to start manufacturing solar panels in numbers, for the utility of citizens of our states especially inhabitants of the suburban developing areas, as well as for exportation to neighboring countries and worldwide, to drive the economy.The renewable energy sector in our country has a lot of untapped potentials and I and my team of industry experts are prepared to explore and leverage the renewable energy space for economic development.” At his mention of the term "team," Christopher's mind wonders back to the bidwriter and the chartered accountant, whom he had hired and met at the exquisite busines

Silver brings out her phone and finds Christopher's picture in her gallery, which she shows to the inspector. The inspector, upon seeing Christopher's picture, quickly remarks, "This is the young business genius, isn't he?" He mentions it aloofly, not directing the question to any of the two people who are seated in particular but also looking from one person to another."This is such a coincidence. You mean Christopher is both a saver and a business guru? Kelly is silent. He wiggles his fingers on the table and stares blankly, trying enough to ignore Silver's conversation with the inspector but failing in his attempt, for he is filled with jealousy and he cannot believe how Silver has quickly switched over to Christopher's side, just like a chameleon switches its colors within a twinkle.Silver becomes more interested in the conversation when she can see the look of excitement and admiration on the inspector's face. "yes sir! He's indeed a saver, but I have no idea what you are talk

"Father,I like to speak with Christopher.” Mira replies to her father curtly, almost rudely."Don't you talk to me in a rude tone. How dare you, child?" Mr. Gabriel asks, his anger apparently rising."That's okay, sir." Christopher courteously chips in to mediate between father and daughter. Mira gets upset and walks out on her father while he sighs and shakes his head, adding, "What a bone in the neck."Christopher and Mr. Gabriel will continue their communication as soon as Mira is out of sight. "So your proposal got approved, right? How much are you expecting from the government?" Mira's father asks Christopher, turning towards him and trying to look as serious as possible. Christopher clears his throat and begins, "Well, we are expecting nothing less than five hundred million dollars, owing to the nature of the capital intensivity of the renewable energy industry.”"Hmm,that sounds good. Can I possibly buy shares in this project?" Mira's father asks, hoping to hear positive feed

In a jiffy, two exotic cars are in full motion towards Princeton Global Bank, with Mister Gabriel's car leading the way. "The restaurant's manager sent a link to their site. We need to pick the services we want." Mr. Gabriel says he clicked on the link to the site, waiting for the site to open while he listened to Christopher. "Let's just have a buffet party with lots of additional food and exotic mocktails.""Okay, that's right," Gabriel says as he opens the five-star restaurant's catalog and begins to click on the products and service options. The bill is accrued at the bottom of the page. "How much will all that cost?" Christopher enquires. "Two hundred thousand dollars." Gabriel replies, trying not to be awed at Christopher's new capacity. "Okay, press send order," Christopher tells Gabriel almost in a command tone, not paying much attention to the screen in Gabriel's hand. He is rather spectating at the sights outside the moving car. "Order successfully placed.” Gabriel c

"Ok.kk...ay you.. mean the limo outside?" "Yes, exactly. I mean the limousine outside. How much is it?"."Oh, you mean that? It's just seventy-five billion dollars. Not much, right?" The sales guy adds with a squint and a silly grin on his face."Give me your invoice; my bank manager will pay today. You will send the limo and the receipt to this address tomorrow morning at seven thirty am, unfailingly." Christopher says in a simplistic tone that, pulling out a small piece of paper and his fountain pen from his coat's chest pocket,he writes the address of his new luxury home,his email address, and his phone number on the paper and gives it to the sales guy."Wow, that's a good move, sir. I will send the invoice to your email right away." The sales guy passes the paper to a male receptionist, who together had been looking on and only winking in surprise, as Mr. Gabriel once did again at the mention of the limo and its cost in the course of Christopher's and the sales guy's conversation