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After school dismissal, Esther went home as soon as possible.
She freshened up and changed into a beautiful kimono, the soft fabric hugging her body like a glove. The whitish-pink color of the kimono brought out the fairness of her skin, and her hair cascaded down her shoulders like a waterfall.
She wore her wolf mask, which covered her nose and eyes, only showing her delicate chin and captivating plump pink lips.
As she arrived at the Quinze Cooperation Company, the luxurious car came to a halt at the gates, the sound of the engine purring softly.
Quinze Cooperation, a large and vast company that deals in the estate industry, had elevated and sored to the top of an untouchable and prestigious group in the country. Not only was it doing economically good, but it was also one of the envious groups in the business world apart from the park industry.
The staff members in the lobby greeted her warmly, their faces filled with respect and admiration.
Not only was she young, but she was way better than their former boss, who didn't care about the development of the company. Under her leadership, they watched as their once low ranking company became the best in the city.
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In the office, Esther sat on the mahogany desk, the French finishing giving it a shiny and lavish appearance. The scent of polished wood and leather filled the air, mingling with the sound of soft music playing in the background.
Gerald walked in with a cup of her favorite coffee, the aroma filling the air. "Young Miss, your coffee," Gerlad politely said, bowing before placing her coffee down. Even though Gerald was several generations older than Esther, he had never underestimated her a bit. Which made him a loyal servant and trustee.
"Uncle..." Esther's way of addressing Gerald. Even though their relationship was that of employee and employer, Esther once looked down on Gerald and gave him a bit of face. To her, Gerald was more than an employee or servant but that of a family member.
"After everything was thoroughly explained to Gerald, he got on his feet, leaving Esther to investigate the Divine Emerald Group. As she sat in front of the computer, her fingers flew across the keyboard with ease, the sound of the keys clicking softly.
She was in her element, her focus unwavering as she gathered all the required information needed before planning her next move.
The screen glowed with lines of code, and Esther's eyes scanned the information with a practiced ease. She was meticulous in everything she did, known for being straightforward and punctilious. The investigation revealed that the Divine Emerald Group had an ulterior motive, and Esther's instincts had been right. She would need to be careful and strategic in her dealings with them. With the information in hand, Esther began to plan her next move, her mind racing with possibilities. She was a master strategist, and she would not let anyone take advantage of her or her company.
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The meeting room of Quinze Cooperation was tense and awkward, the air thick with anticipation. The soft hum of the air conditioning and the faint scent of polished wood filled the room, creating an atmosphere of professionalism.
The boards of Divine Emerald Group were patiently waiting for the CEO, each having a figment of imagination on how the secretive CEO would look like. William Zhang, the CEO representing the Divine Group, lost his patience as it seemed the meeting wouldn't yet begin.
He drummed his fingers on the table, the sound echoing through the room like a ticking time bomb. His eyes scanned the room with a mixture of disdain and superiority, his gaze lingering on each member of Quinze like a challenge. From the start, he had looked down on the Quinz Company even though they had changed over the years. His meticulous scheming had made him arrogant and ignorant, looking down on people and discriminating over others. Even though he was unbearable, he was powerful in society and couldn't be messed with. So when Gerald Li, the representative of Quinze and pseudo CEO, walked in, William couldn't contain himself before lashing out at him.
"What do you people of Quinze take yourself to be?" he sneered, his voice dripping with condescension like honey from a spoon. "Just because you have soared to the skies, you dare look down on us. Do you want this collaboration between our two companies to cut off?"
His main aim today was to take his claim—prove to the world that although the once Quinze Inc. who were destined to be bankrupt elevated they were still useless against his company. These made the members of the Divine Emerald laugh and looked down more on the Quinze
The sound of William's voice was like a slap in the face, making the members of Quinze wince. They felt smaller because of his words, their faces burning with humiliation like a branding iron.
Although they didn't like William, they had to be meek for some time before their boss came in. They knew they needed the help of the Divine Emerald's to succeed. William took their silence as the Quinz desperation and continued to snicker, his voice and tone filled with taunt and mockery.
"Although you wasted my time, I am willing to forgive you if your CEO kneels down and apologizes to me. Maybe I will forget your mistake." The words hung in the air like a challenge, daring the Quinz members to defy him. The members of the Divine Emerald Group laughed, their voices like a chorus of mockery.
They felt superior and unbeatable, their faces filled with disdain like a mask. "Yes, apologize, and maybe we would give you face," Manager Tang burst in, his face filled with mockery and disdain.
"If your CEO kneels down and apologizes and calls William Zhang baba, we may consider the collaboration."
The other members chimed in, mocking every single member of Quinze. "Hurry up, Gerald Li, what are you waiting for? I have no time for your petty and small company," William Zhang scolded, staring disdainfully at Gerald Li. The words cut deep, like a knife to the heart. Gerald's face was red with anger, but he kept his cool, knowing that his boss would soon arrive.
He glanced at his watch, his eyes calculating the time. Just a few more minutes, and the real show would