Guon - T1 Empire: Mischievous Games

Chapter 13

The room where the CEOs gathered was a grand expanse of elegance: dark mahogany table, plush leather chairs, and a wall-sized screen showcasing graphs and presentations. As Gumayusi and Oner walked in, a murmur of conversations echoed in the room.

"Ah, Gumayusi," greeted Bang, a charismatic figure with a sharp intellect. "I see you've finally found someone who can tolerate you longer than a week." His eyes glinted with amusement.

Wolf, known for his jovial nature, chuckled, "Looks like you've set a new record, Gumayusi. Two whole weeks and counting."

Untara, always observant, tilted his head, studying Oner. "You must have the patience of a saint," he remarked.

Oner, a bit taken aback by the immediate attention, nodded politely, "It's been an... interesting experience."

Gumayusi, not one to be outdone, wrapped an arm around Oner, pulling him slightly closer, "He has his ways of keeping things... entertaining." The flirtatious undertone in his voice was unmistakable.

Oner shot him a look, hissing, "Behave."

Bengi, who rarely showed amusement, actually smiled. "Never thought I'd see the day when someone would put Gumayusi in his place."

Wolf added, "I must say, it's quite refreshing."

Faker, ever the peacemaker and the central figure in the conglomerate, cleared his throat. "Alright, gentlemen. Let's get started."

As the meeting began, Oner and Keria settled into their roles, swiftly jotting down important points and organizing the presentation slides. An hour in, the atmosphere in the room grew tense. The CEOs were grappling with a major issue regarding a collaboration between their companies. The sticking point was a distribution model which had a potential conflict of interest. Proposals were pitched and torn apart, none seeming to be the solution they needed.

Frustration was evident on everyone's face when suddenly, Oner cleared his throat, "Excuse me, sirs..."

All eyes turned to him. Faker raised an eyebrow, encouraging him to continue.

Blushing slightly, Oner proposed, "What if we consider a rotating distribution model? Every company takes turns, monthly, to handle the primary distribution. It reduces conflicts and ensures a fair share for all."

The room was silent. Gumayusi was the first to react, "It sounds complicated. What if-"

Faker raised a hand, interrupting him. "Oner's idea is intriguing. We've never considered a rotating model before."

Bengi nodded, "It's certainly equitable."

Wolf, looking thoughtful, said, "It could work. With proper management."

Untara added, "It ensures that no single company dominates the distribution chain."

Oner's cheeks reddened with the sudden praise, and in that moment, his eyes sparkled with a mix of pride and excitement. And as Gumayusi looked into those eyes, he felt something he hadn't felt in a long time- admiration.