Face off Ren walked into the grand Hall of the Chamber of Commerce, his eyes adjusting to the sleek, modern interior. He approached the reception desk, where a stern-looking woman with a tight bun and glasses gazed at him disapprovingly."Can I help you?" she asked curtly. "Hi, I'm here to inquire about starting a company," Ren replied, his enthusiasm undeterred. "I'd love to speak with the manager, please." The receptionist raised an eyebrow. "You're a student, aren't you?" Ren nodded, his backpack slipping off his shoulder. "Yeah, I'm a college student. But I'm also an entrepreneur. I have a great idea for a VR game company—" The receptionist cut him off, her tone firm but condescending. "I'm afraid our services are for established business professionals, not students. Come back when you've graduated and have some real-world experience." Ren persisted, his determination evident. "But I've done my research, and I know this is the right place to start. Just five
Interview and SabotageRen decided to first grab a bite before heading home. Through his photographic memory, he knew that there was a pizza store that served great pizza.Walking into the store, he saw someone whom he never expected seeing in this place."What are the odds of us being in the same place twice, my dear Ren." The golden haired man with gold irises wearing golden suit sat there enjoying a modest sized pizza."Mr Gayle." Ren gave a curt greeting and turned away, he had just lost his appetite."Take my advise and step down Ren, while you still can. Things might get ugly soon."Ren didn't pay heed to Garrick Gayle's words, he kept on moving.*Ren sat in front of his computer, his mind racing with excitement and ideas. He opened his laptop and started searching for potential team members. After hours of browsing through LinkedIn and gaming forums, he finally found four promising candidates.He sent them messages, and to his delight, they all agreed to an online video inter
Barge inRen stormed into the Hall of the Chamber of Commerce, his determination palpable. He marched up to the reception desk, his eyes fixed on the startled secretary."I need to see President Thompson. Now," Ren demanded, his voice firm but controlled.The secretary, taken aback by Ren's intensity, stuttered,"I-I'm afraid that's not possible, sir. The President is a busy man, and you don't have an appointment."Ren's expression darkened. "I don't care about his schedule. I need to see him, and I need to see him now."The secretary, sensing trouble, reached for the phone. "Let me call security—"But Ren was too quick. He leaned over the desk, his eyes blazing with determination. "Don't bother. I'll find him myself."With that, Ren pushed past the secretary and strode into the inner sanctum of the Chamber. The secretary's panicked voice echoed behind him, "Security, we need assistance in the lobby!"Ren burst into the President's office, his eyes scanning the room for any sign of Tho
DeterminationWhile Ren challenged Garrick Gayle in a battle of wits. The other Celestials did their best to keep their candidates at the top. And as for some of these candidates.. not all of them had it smooth sailing as Ren and Gayle.[VISTAKRIS NATION]Damien approached Amelia, his eyes locked on hers, filled with a mix of determination and desperation. Ella, the little girl Amelia had adopted, gazed up at him with curious eyes."Amelia, please listen to me," Damien started, his voice low and urgent."I didn't abandon you. I swear on my life, I never left you willingly."Amelia's expression remained icy, her grip on Ella tightening. She was doing her best to hold back the pain and tears that threatened to burst forth."Don't lie to me, Damien. I saw the note you left. You made it clear you couldn't handle our life together. I know how unfavorable being with me has been, but couldn't you have said it to me face to face? Why dump me like one dumps a used tool?"Damien's face contorte
Building.«Ding!Host has completed the goal 'Acquire a company's.Host has been awarded two million dollars and one random skill has been unlocked.Random skill: martial arts super expert.New mission: Build and Equip your company.Reward: Ten million dollars.Failure: None.»Damien hummed his favorite song 'God Did' as he drove back to the hotel.*Damien sat in front of his computer, sipping a glass of whiskey as he browsed through LinkedIn and other professional networks. He needed a team of experts to help him grow GreenTech Industries. After hours of searching, he finally found four potential candidates.He began the video interviews, starting with Dr. Nathan Lee, a renowned renewable energy engineer."Dr. Lee, thank you for joining me today. Can you tell me about your experience in the field of renewable energy?""Of course, Mr. Hawks. I've spent over a decade developing innovative solutions for sustainable energy production. My expertise includes solar, wind, and hydro power sy
FrustrationSeth paced back and forth in his office, his face red with rage"I can't believe it, Jordan! That damn Damien didn't die like he was supposed to! Worse is that I feel like Amelia is still in love with that trash! What does she see in that dead weight of a man!? I'm I not ten times, no, a thousand times better than him!? And now, some mysterious Mr. Hawks has bought the company I wanted! It's a disaster! It's as if the universe is conspiring against me!"Jordan, his head of security, stood calmly, his eyes fixed on Seth. He himself was also shocked when he saw Damien standing by the door that night, without as much as a scratch on him. It was as if he had magically healed of everything. Jordan was sure he had broken every single bone in that lean body of his, and he even went as to slit his throat even when he was beaten to death just to make sure Damien was truly dead. Yet not even a thin line on the throat to indicate he has used a blade to cut it was seen. Damien was hale
UncoverDamien sat in his small, cluttered apartment, staring at the blank walls as he thought about his next move. He had the Fortune System, an AI inside his brain that granted him cash and skills, but he still needed a plan."Fortune, I need your help," Damien said aloud, knowing the AI could hear him."Hello, Damien," the Fortune System replied, its voice echoing in his mind. "What do you need assistance with?""I want to start a company, but I have no idea where to begin," Damien admitted. "I need a building, a team, a business plan... everything.""Leave that to me," the Fortune System said. "I'll provide the funds and skills you need. But first, we need to find the perfect building."Damien's eyes lit up as the Fortune System began to display images of potential buildings in his mind."Wow, these are great," Damien said, impressed. "But how do I know which one is right?""Trust your instincts," the Fortune System replied. "You know what you're looking for. And remember, I'll gui
The History of Garrick GayleGarrick Gayle trudged through the rain-soaked streets, his eyes cast down at the pavement. It had been months since his family disowned him, blaming him for his father's death. The pain still lingered, a constant ache in his chest.As he turned a corner, he spotted a familiar figure leaning against a graffiti-covered wall. It was Vex, the leader of the gang Garrick had joined a few weeks ago."Yo, Garrick! What's up, man?" Vex called out, his voice laced with a hint of excitement.Garrick shrugged, approaching Vex. "Just trying to stay dry, I guess."Vex chuckled. "You're always so gloomy, Garrick. Lighten up, man! We've got a score to settle tonight."Garrick raised an eyebrow. "What kind of score?"Vex grinned mischievously. "We're hitting a convenience store on 5th Street. Easy in, easy out. We'll make some quick cash and have some fun."Garrick hesitated, his mind racing with the risks. But Vex's enthusiasm was infectious, and he found himself nodding