Chapter 19
The Pressure
New York City, NY
Samsung Office
2 Days Later
Meek entered the meeting cool and confidently. He dressed up in a Navy suit and a muted navy shirt underneath. His hair was freshly cut and his smile was white and bright.
The office was filled with young executives eager to meet him. He walked down the line and shook their hands one-by-one. A young white guy with a beard was the last to greet him, his name was John.
John: "nice to finally meet you Robert"
Meek: (giving him double hand shake) "call me Meek.."
John: "Meek, Welcome (he smiled) have a seat please"
He sat down next to Alon and unbuttoned his suit jacket.
John: "We are all great fans of yours here at Samsung"
Meek: "preciate that" (he nodded)
John: "great fans.... Two of our brand reps were in attendance at the launch of your new business venture and they were really impressed with how you mix the two lifestyles and really incorporate your brand into everything you do... So this is what we're proposing"
The light lowered in the room and a projector screen fell from the ceiling. Meek relaxed in his seat and watched two women give the presentation. The first few slides went over his head, numbers and projections. What caught his eye we're the wearable tech line they wanted to market through the Dream Chasers brand.
Presenter: "The Digital Headsets are perfect for bike riders who enjoy filming. Our wearable watches will compete with the 'Apple Watch' but have more sports friendly features"
Meek and Alon looked to each other in agreeance. She ended by showing a few more products and the room broke off into a loud roar of hand claps. The lights came back up and John noticed the smile on Meek's face.
John: "if you're on board, we're ready to ink this deal right away"
He slid Meek and Alon a contract in a leather brief. John excused the rest of them team to give them time to look over it. He would earn an initial $12,000,000 for rights to the Dream Chasers brand and 7% on all domestic and 10% on international sales. The only clause was that he keep his name clean and remain out of trouble.
Alon: "this contract is air tight, straightforward ... Only here your brand must remain reputable... So if it doesn't the deal can fall through"
Meek: (snatching the pen) "yea that's not a problem"
Alon: "sign right there.. (Flipped the page) and there.... And there"
Meek: (dancing in his seat) "woo! ..Woo! ..Woo!"
Alon: (laughing) "you excited man?"
Meek: "that's 12 Mil.... What you think?"
Alon: "things are definitely looking up"
They stood up and shook hands with John who was still in the room and closed the deal.
Meek did his money dance out the building down to his truck that was double parked out front. The city was its usual high energy hustle and bustle. Some fans recognized him and he took a couple pics then hopped in the backseat.
He thought of all that had come in the last few months. A piece of a billion dollar motor sports and auto business and now a new deal in a trillion dollar technology industry. The first person he thought of was Nicki. He dialed her and her phone went to voicemail, he assumed she had no service on her way back from London. Meek shot a text to 'Wife' instead, "got good news baby" .
