She poured water on a beggar… The next day he bought the convenience store!
Exactly at 10:45 in the morning, a friend slowly approached the most luxurious car dealership in the city, Prestige Auto Gallery.
He wore a simple white button-down shirt and old khaki trousers, with a faded clay satchel slung over his shoulder, and his face reflected a
A strange peace. Behind the glass walls of the showroom, gleaming new cars: BMW, Porsche, Mercedes, all with prices that reached hundreds of
thousands of dollars. Upon entering, a security guard immediately blocked his passage.
Hello sir, how did you end up here? Go sit outside in the parking lot. Only customers are allowed inside. The neighbor smiled kindly and said, “Son,
I’m a client. I need to speak with the manager right now. I’d like to see a car.” The guard laughed and turned to another security guard who
He was nearby. Did you hear that? He says he’s coming to buy a car. What kind? A bicycle. They both burst out laughing.
The acciao didn’t say a word. But that calm smile remained on his face. He simply said, “Laugh or cry? I’m going inside.” Just then, a sharp voice
She sighed from inside. What’s all the commotion outside? It was Khloe Adams, the senior sales executive of the showroom, wearing high heels and looking elegant.
Black suit, holding an iPad. He left. He looked the shopkeeper up and down and said with a dismissive touch: “Listen, this shop sells luxury cars.
It’s not a good organization. I’m probably in the wrong place.” The accomplice replied politely: “No, miss. I am exactly in the right place.”
“That’s right. I want to see the most expensive car you have here.” Chloe couldn’t help but give a mocking smile. “Oh, really? Our most expensive car is the Aureliano Z9. It costs 400,000.”
dollars. Will you be paying in cash or by check?” The colleague said, “Don’t worry about the payment. Show me the car first.” Chloe turned to her partner
work, Steve.
Take the car cover off, will you? Our VIP client wants to take a look. Steve laughed and said, “Ma’am, are you kidding me? This guy looks like he just stepped out of a…”
“subway station.” Chloe replied, “That’s true, but what’s wrong with killing a little time?” Laughing, they both approached the car and removed the lid.
The car’s bodywork was gleaming. The guy stared intently at the vehicle. Then he said slowly, “I want to hear the engine.” Annoyed, Steve said, “Look, this is a car
used.
You can’t even sit inside. It’s an exclusive exhibit.” The accomplice said, “Take me to your general. He’ll understand.” Chloe, now
Completely exasperated, she rolled her eyes. “Oh, my God, now he wants to see the manager!” She went over to the reception desk and picked up the phone. “Mr. Sterling, there
“There’s an old man here. He says he wants to buy the Aurelio Z9. He’s probably just messing with us.” A voice came through the phone. “Have fun.”
He’ll be gone for a while. It was Victor Sterling, the general manager of the exhibition hall, a supremely arrogant and obsessive type with the companies he judged.
People only for their bank accounts and their wardrobe. Khloe hung up and told the assistant, “The manager is busy at a meeting. Come back another day.” The assistant
He said, “I need to see him today. It’s important.” Steve chuckled. “The important thing is that he leaves. There’s a water dispenser outside.”
“Have something to eat and go.” With that, they both went back inside. The neighbor stayed there for a moment. Then he went over to a nearby chair and sat down. A while later,
A 25-year-old man approached him. His name was Ryan Parker, the new junior sales assistant. Ryan asked, “Sir, why is everyone treating you like this? Do you need help?”
Acciao smiled. “I just want to see your manager for a moment, son.” Ryao said, “Okay, I’ll see what I can do.” He ran to the manager’s office.
—Mr. Sterling, there’s an elderly gentleman outside. He says he wants to buy a car. He may seem like an ordinary person, but there’s sincerity in his way of speaking.
Victor looked up. “Rya, you’re new here. Every month a lot of people like him with the scepter come in. Your job is to identify the real clients. Now go and
“Escort him to the door.” Ryao hesitated. “But sir, what if he really…?” Victor interrupted him mid-sentence. “That’s enough. Don’t argue with me.”
Do your work. Rya left. The aceia was still sitting there quietly. Rya said gently, “Sir, he said to come back later. He is very busy now.”
“Same.” The acquaintance nodded. “Okay. When the time is right, we’ll see each other.” Rya, surprised, asked, “What’s your name?” The acquaintance smiled
“It’s not a time for men.” With that, she took a small sealed envelope from her bag. She handed it to Rya and said, “Give it to your boss, but only…”
“When I’m alone.” Rya took the envelope.
“What’s inside?” the aceipt asked. “There you’ll find the answer. Just give it to me.” Ryap didn’t fully extend it, but when he looked into the aceipt’s eyes, he felt
A strange depth. It was as if he weren’t an ordinary man, but someone completely different. The envelope seemed surprisingly heavy to him
Rya carefully put it in his hand. Rya carefully kept it in his suit pocket. The exhibition hall was still bustling: new clients, trays of coffee, tireless clients
and speeches of veta, but Rya’s mind was elsewhere.
Every time her fingers brushed against the envelope, she felt there was something enormous hidden inside. Approximately half an hour later, the exhibition hall
It calmed down a little. Victor Sterling was alone in his office. Gathering his courage, Ryo entered. Excuse me, sir. Yes, Ryo. What’s wrong now? Victor replied, “I’ll move the…”
View of your laptop. That friend I saw earlier asked me to give you this envelope. He said to give it to you when you were alone.
Victor laughed. Why? What’s he saying? He’s asking for a donation. He took the envelope and broke the seal. Inside was a single sheet of white paper. Written in blue ink, there were
A few lines. Dear Mr. Victor Sterlig, today I learned a lot from your way of doing business. Tomorrow morning at 10:00 I will be at the Valora headquarters.
Holdings. There we will decide in hands what the future of Prestige Auto Gallery is.
NS Rutherford. Victor’s face froze instantly. He reread the name. NS Rutherford. He frowned. The name sounded familiar. Suddenly, he
He understood. He valued Holdings. The entire concession was a franchise that operated under his corporate umbrella. And NS Rutherford was the multimillionaire who was
One of the founders of the brand and chairman of the board of directors, but he hadn’t been seen in the media or public for years. Victor took theGenerated image
Intercommunicator frepéticame. Chloe, go to my office right now.
Kloe entered seconds later. What’s wrong, Mr. Sterling? Victor shoved the paper into his hands. Read this. You know this is from that old man I saw this morning and…
It’s Rutherford. Do you realize what this means? Khloe read it and her face went pale. Sir, does that mean he’s ours? Yes. Victor slammed his fist on the table
coп la maпo. Es upo de los dueños principales de пЅestra empresa y lo dejamos seÿestado eп el vestíbυlo.
Close’s voice trembled. “What do we do now?” If we report this to the board of directors, Victor took a deep breath. “Nothing’s going to happen. Don’t panic. So far, we’ve only…”
given a warning. By tomorrow I’ll have all the damage control sorted out. Khloe asked. But how? People who get to the top know how to handle the
Public relations. When I see tomorrow, I will apologize. I will give a short, emotional speech. I will include some excuses about company policy. All
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