Undercover in the Future

Untitled Part 1

"You are delusional."

"But Sir! According to my scientific calculations and the intel of my partners, it is, in no doubt, most likely to happen! The ratings cle-"

"No."

"Sir, I understand the ounce of denial, but it is completely normal for a business to subside after a few decades."

"Well clearly Empire House is not included in those businesses."

"B-but, S-sir..."

Poor Professor Skell. He was obviously sharing his newly found facts to warn Mr. Ambrose of future businesses. Apparently, being the arrogant chauvinist that he is, Mr. Ambrose denied and anathematized his "facts." I watched as Professor Skell sat before Mr. Ambrose's desk with dozen of papers in front of him. His forehead sweated profusely as his hands fiddled with each paper in search of a suitable supporting detail to assist his claim. On the other hand, Mr. Ambrose sat as straight as a parasol-that hasn't been bent from my constant hitting, of course-while his cold gaze was fixed upon the fidgeting scientist.

"I hire you to give me reasonable scientific facts Professor Skell." Mr. Ambrose said in a tone so calm, yet so deadly. "Not frivolous claims!"

"B-but Sir..."

"Empire House will, and forever, be the richest international company! And will no other living soul tell me otherwise!"

I guess it was time to help the poor professor out.

"Not to intrude but-"

"Then don't Mr. Linton."

This blasted chauvinist sure knows how to rile someone up. Even the most politest of them all won't last ten seconds with Mr. Stiff Back.

"Not to intrude," I continued, "but Professor Skell does have a reasonable claim with a tremendous quantity of supporting facts." Professor Skell's eyes dart to mine in a thankful gaze.

"Is that so Mr. Linton?"

"Miss Linton."

He completely ignored me, as per usual.

"Then tell me these oh so "tremendous quantity of supporting facts" as you like to put it."

I guess I haven't thought this through. Blast! Now they're both staring at me! Spiffing job putting yourself under an embarrassing spotlight Lilly! Mr. Ambrose's cold gaze looked at me expectantly, waiting for a reply. His gaze lingered for so long that I was almost sure there was an embarrassing particle of melted chocolate on my face. I knew I shouldn't have bought three chocolate bars on my way here. I couldn't help-

Wait a minute...chocolate! There was a new business a few miles away!

"I am waiting Mr. Linton." Mr. Ambrose stated impatiently.

"Chocolate."

"Pardon?" his eyes twinkled with a bit of confusion, but it was as almost an apparition.

"Chocolate! It has been the most fastest growing, producing, and selling business product since two years ago. Sure, it may not have been popular for those two years, but for the past month, the company's profits are skyrocketing! If something as trivial and frivolous as chocolate is boosting up its profits-although I must add that it is the most delicious product you will ever taste-then there is a high chance more businesses like these will soon overpower yours. In fact, the business has only been up for two and a half years," I grabbed the paper sticking out from under a dark file that manifested the top ranking businesses chart, "and the chocolate factory is already in number eight, which took one of Empire House's businesses: the coal mine, seven years to reach number nine in the top charts. If one of the future's business product is chocolate, I am sure more products will be produced to grab the attention of indecisive consumers, which I must add, is a lot. Enough to decrease the profits of your company. "