Benjamin spread his hands on the smooth surface of the sprucewood. "So what's it going to be?" he asked the board members. The president of the board shifted in his seat. "And what happens to us?" he asked. "What's the ownership take?" asked another board member.Amber stepped in here. "Mr Bologna, it's a complete buyout. Naturally, that means all your shares as well" she said, referring to the man with authority. "Completely cutting us off, eh?" asked President Bologna."There is an opportunity for you to buy back," explained Amber. President Bologna scoffed. "Pretty slick Amber. You want to keep the shares and then get new money from us as investors, is that it?" Amber remained silent and clasped her hands. "Of course, it's not like I'm being vague about any of this in the first place," she said finally."What's the name of the parent company?" asked President Bologna. "Ivy Corp" replied Benjamin. "You would be the first to become our shareholders. And with promising rates to
[Notice: Bow Down To Me Lvl 2 Unlocked!][Notice: DP: 150] [Notice: Bow Down To Me Lvl 2: Expanded Target Number to 10 people][Cool down time of 2 minutes] Benjamin Rose from the table. It would do. "Benjamin?" called out Amber. Benjamin first used [Appraisal.] "Mr Longbottom, Mr Tavarish, Mr Umar, Mr Flinstone, Mr O'Malley, Mr Lee, Mr Pascal, Mr Aaron" recited Benjamin, reading their names off his screen. The board members looked at themselves dumbfounded. "How did you-" "You will sell all your shares to me" commanded Benjamin. He left out President Bologna, because [Bow Down To Me] would not work on the leader of the board. Benjamin waited for the response. "Mr Black, I'm afraid our business is concluded. There is no need to become unsightly-" started Bologna."Alright," said someone in their midst.Bologna turned back in shock. It was Mr Lee, a bony southeast Asian man who had spoken. "Okay", now it was Mr Tavarish. "Excuse me, what the hell are you thinking?" questioned B
"So you blackmailed them?" asked Amber. Benjamin turned back. "Yeah, what's the problem?" he asked. Amber stepped closer to him. He knew she was trying to make a serious point, but the smell of her hair was intoxicating. A cool summer scent washed over Benjamin. "Are you really asking that? Since when did we turn to criminals, Boss?" "Relax. We're nothing of the sort." Replied Benjamin. "I don't think so. Not if several blackmails have anything to say about it." "Damn it you're the one that stressed we get this place, Amber!" "Not through illicit means, of course. What happens if one of them decides to get vindictive? That could totally screw us!""I promise that's not going to happen" "How could you possibly promise that?" Benjamin smiled. "You forget. I do have a few strings in high places" Amber cooled off a little bit. That was right. Benjamin must have had a pull somewhere in this side of the world to be where he is today. She scoffed. "I'm just worried," she said. Be
"Ohhh man" he muttered. "You did all these yourself?" Amber nodded proudly. "Geez. I'm - Holy Shit. You didn't have to" replied Benjamin. Amber raised two fingers. "A. Don't get too sentimental on me now. It's still your money""Hahaha" "B. You deserve it. A lot more than some other assholes I know" she finished. Benjamin walked around the office, still taking everything in. It was a few minutes since the office was indeed a spacious design. "So, what's the general idea?" Amber asked. It was beautiful. Not even in his wildest dreams did Benjamin believe he would have an office even relatively resembling this one. In fact, he soon fought over whether the whole experience was indeed a dream. "This is crazy" he replied. Amber blushed. "Well, I'll take that as a compliment. Well then, I best leave you to it.""What?" "You did have some work to attend to, right? There's a new computer on the desk with your credentials; Your name and your sister's last name are the passwords. It's a
"Sir, what just happened? He barely touched those materials" said one of them. "Yeah. Does that man really know what he's doing?" said another."If you know what's good for you, you'll shut the hell up and keep watching." said the middle-aged engineer."But, Sir-" "I can't quite explain it myself, but ever since Mr Kirkland got directly close the the QA department, none of our rockets have ever had a misfire. I'll admit it. Every part of our last launch that went perfectly was inspected by Mr Kirkland!" "Impossible!" "If you don't believe me, just keep watching". "Is that all?" asked Kirkland. "Uh- Yes, Sir. Thank you very much," they replied in Unison. "Alright," said Kirkland."Well - There is one more thing, Sir" It was one of the younger engineers. His confusion on Mr Kirkland's abilities had clouded his sense of judgement. He wanted to further test him. The Older engineer tried to put a stop to it. "You fool, what are you doing-" he whispered."What? The missile guidance s
"Found out everything you can about this man," said Kirkland, to a half-naked Nicole. He handed her a note with "Benjamin Black" written on it. There was a picture of Benjamin, taken discreetly during the auction, also attached. "Alright Boss," said Nicole, dressing up and composing herself. "His company's name is called Ivy Corp. Find out if it's related to the Black Company as well, although I doubt it. Also, additionally, find out about the Black Empire as well." Nicole groaned. "It's a lot of work, Boss," she said. Kirkland approached her and grabbed her by the waist. "I'll make it worth your while "he smiled naughtily. Nicole blushed and replied: "Okay""In particular, a bloke called Simon Black. He seems to be the weakest link in the Black Family" elaborated Kirkland. "Roger" replied Nicole, walking out the door. Kirkland smiled to himself as the door latched. This System was just too good! Imagine only A few years ago, MoonShot Industries, the company he had built out of h
It was a Wednesday, approximately one week after Benjamin had obtained the Obsidian Towers. He arrived at work by 09:00 in the morning, parking his Mclaren outside, jingling his keys, and walking past Cara the Caretaker. She opened the bulletproof and SWAT-proof doors, allowing him into the ground floor, and taking him up the elevator to the 11th floor. The floors were still as empty as ever. Amber had said something about subletting them to other startups but she had been swamped lately with the takeover of MedHill. Apparently, we needed to hire some high-class lawyers to take care of the mounting litigation too, and it was part of what she would present to me today, remembered Benjamin. The shareholders had all sent their deposits, and their company account was swimming in an excess of 100 million dollars too. So the new board members for IVY CORP were already being formed. Benjamin hoped being a CEO wouldn't be too complicated; because all these rich whales would now be looking
Benjamin could see the BLACK company building from here, although it was several leagues away, there was one particular detail extremely hard to miss. Huge blocks of letters on top of the Tower Roof, spelling out: BLACK INC. "You see that?" he asked Amber. "What about it?" "I want one" answered Benjamin. "I don't understand. Don't we already have this ridiculously sized building?" Amber reminded. "Not that, Silly. The lettering. The sign." "You want Black signs?" "Mm-hmm." "When we haven't even formed our board members yet?" she asked. "I thought we were doing that already" "I'm doing that. And a million other things." complained Amber. "Well, let's hire more people, so you can focus on getting me that sign," said Benjamin, tapping her on the back. She yelped a little but adjusted her glasses to respond. "Apparently, it's a little hard finding good help nowadays," she replied. "Nobody wants to do hard work" "Are you sure it's not because you set the wages too low? " "The