Dates And Meetings.

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Dante°

At exactly 4:33 this morning, I received a call from my assistant, telling me that I have a meeting out of town at 8 and it was expected to be a very long one.

I reluctantly got out of Ivy's bed and went to my apartment.

After my usual morning routine I changed into an all black 2-piece suit. My hair was done messily but also neat at the same time.

I was done at 5:30. I'll probably make it.

I take my personal elevator to the underground parking lot. I take decided to take my Porsche to the meeting.

I speed out of the parking lot and the gates. Luckily the traffic wasnt bad so it took me enough time to get to my company's main base.

I did get there 10 minutes late though, because I decided to stop for coffee.

I walk into the building and everyone stops moving to look at me, in either jealousy, fear, or list.

My assistant, who is a 20 year old male, fills me in on what the meeting should be about and everyone who's is supposed to be there and their background information.

When will these fuckers understand that I'm not willing to give them shares of my company or merge with them?

I thank Felix after he fills me in and we walk into the meeting room.

Everyone falls silent as I walk in with Felix, I sit on my spot and on3 of the mean clears his throat.

"We would appreciate it if you weren't 20 minutes late Mr. Armani."

20 is a bit dramatic.

"And I'd appreciate it if I wouldn't be notified about a meeting held at my company 4 hours before it starts but get to your points." I state, with a glare.

The CEO of Don and Son's AKA, Don stands up first.

"So, Mr Armani since our companies are equally successful-" No, they are not.

"I was thinking that we merge both our companies for it to become the most successful company in the world. We will both be receiving 50% of the shares."

Is this all he prepared?

0Felix passes me his iPad.

"1. Don't ever compare your success with mine, you'll never make it that far. 2. Your company went bankrupt 2 months ago, get the fuck out."

The second man stands up.

"Mr. Armani, my request isn't too much, I just ask that you invest into my pharmaceutical company so in that way we are able to gain more customers and help them we will also be helping more people, on return we will give you 15% of the profit we make." The man speaks, he's the owner of one of the biggest pharmaceutical companies in NY.

I roll my eyes as I read over the information Felix gave me.

"You rape most clients and you also sell them harmful and illegal substances. Get the fuck out." I spoke, authority dripping from every word.

I looked around at everyone who was left in the room.

"Is there anyone who would like to walk themselves out before I do?" I ask, my eyes scanning all of them.

The three men and their assistants all scurried out of the meeting room.

I hand Felix his iPad and thank him, before making my way to my office, that meeting didn't take longer than 15 minutes.

I start working on some paperwork, which takes a very long time but some hours later Im done and then I check if the weapons were shipped to the correct buyers and made sure everything was on order.

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