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1. Request

Arthit Ronjapat, 32. Heir of the Ronjapat empire. He wants to prove his worth by closing a partnership with S&A Group. And that is what brought him to the headquarters. After months of planning and negotiations, finally, he made the final proposal and presentation to the current and future CEO of S&A.

The current CEO whispered something to the younger man next to him and left the room after patting him on the shoulder.

Arthit felt discouraged, but he didn't let it show in his face.

He was about to get up and leave when the small man with full lips looked at him with a smirk.

"Should I take this as your official withdrawal of the proposal?"

Artihit looked at Kun Atthaphan and sat down again.

"Okay, Kun Ronjapat, let me be honest and clear. Yours is not the best offer. It's good, better than most, but not the best."

"Right now, my father told me to make a decision. He left it to me to decide whom I wanted to make this partnership a reality. Why should I choose you and your company? What do you have that the others offer don't?"

"Don't answer. It was a rhetorical question."

"Well, Kun Ronjapat. Here is my proposal. Only one person matters the most to my father and me in this world. Get his approval, and the contract is yours."

"My little brother is an engineering genius. Make him praise your proposal. I'll give you..."

Mr Gun Atthaphan looked at his phone.

"Two months."

"However, there is one thing that you need to remember. My brother has no sense of danger, therefore, put him in harm's way or don't avoid him getting in trouble, and you're done for good."

"You might find him easy to please, and it would be true in all aspects except work."

"So, what will it be, Kun Ronjapat?"

Gun Atthapan sat comfortably on the armchair presiding the meeting room, waiting for an answer with a condescending smile.

Arthit hated bratty rich people, and if he was less than happy with Mr Gun, he didn't want to meet his brother. However, what was in the game was worth too much to refuse. And he was sure that Mr Gun knew that.

Arthit was confident in his work, and the task seemed too easy, so he was sure it was a trap or something else, but Mr Gun was up to something; he just couldn't tell yet.

"Will I be able to bring my team with me?"

"That is up to you. But remember: two months. That's the deadline."

And with that, Gun Atthaphan got up from his seat with elegance and confidence and took out his IPad, checking something that Arthit couldn't see.

Well, there wasn't much else that could be said except...

"I agree to your request."

Arthit looked straight into Gun's eyes confidently. The other guy seemed pleased, but something in his expression irked Arthit.

"Come with me; I'll show you the way." And started walking.

Arthit followed the young man to an elevator, fancy one at that. There were no buttons on it, just a card reader. Gun took out of his wallet a light blue card with a drawing of a small flower, and with it, he opened the elevator.

"Keep this. You'll need it."

Said while giving him the card, indicating him to get on the elevator.

Artihit complied. Once inside, he saw only two buttons, up and down.

Gun selected the up button and got out, surprising Arthit and leaving him wondering what kind of trap he was walking into.

"You can't get lost, Kun Ronjapat."

And with a smirk, the doors closed on Arthit.

He could feel the elevator going up and up. He couldn't tell how high he was because there were no numbers, just seconds ticking.

Finally, the doors opened with a ding, revealing a massive space with glass walls and roof. It felt like heaven, like he was on the outside, with all the sun and vegetation.

Arthit got out of the elevator and started walking without knowing where to go. 

He could hear a fountain too.

Where was he?

This was beyond eccentricity. Some of his parents' friends were quite extravagant, but even he hadn't seen anything like that before.

He kept walking until he reached what looked like a lab space. Lots of designs and state of the art computers. 3D printers and models.

And then his sight stopped at a comfy black sofa.

He knew where he was. In heaven. 

And he was in the presence of an angel.