As the taxi sped through the quiet streets, thoughts raced through my mind. The day had been a whirlwind of negotiations, plans, and unexpected challenges. Now, in the solitude of the taxi, I had a moment to reflect on everything that had transpired.
The city passed by in a blur of lights and shadows. I stared out the window, my mind replaying the events of the day. The meeting with Chris and Thalia had been intense, their scrutiny and demands pushing me to my limits. Yet, we had managed to secure a promising partnership, one that held the potential to propel my company forward.
But amidst the success, there were challenges looming on the horizon. Hiring new employees, preparing for interviews, and ensuring everything was in place for the next day's tasks weighed heavily on my mind. The responsibility felt both exhilarating and daunting.
As the taxi approached my destination, I checked my phone for any missed messages. Tobi's call earlier had been unexpected yet timely. His rough demeanor contrasted sharply with the polished negotiations of the day, reminding me of the diverse challenges I faced in managing my business.
Stepping out of the taxi, I thanked the driver and headed towards my apartment building. The night air was cool and refreshing, a welcome change from the stuffy meeting rooms and bustling streets. Inside, the familiar surroundings offered a brief respite before diving back into the demands of tomorrow.
As I entered the apartment, weary from the long day, I found my mother in the kitchen, bustling around with pots and pans. The aroma of her cooking filled the air, instantly comforting after the intensity of the day.
"Mom," I said with a tired smile, "you're up late again. You didn't have to go through all this trouble."
She turned to me, her face softening with a mother's warmth. "I wanted to, Dio. You've been working so hard. Sit down, sit down." She gestured to the table, where she had set out a spread of my favorite dishes.
I sat down gratefully, feeling the exhaustion begin to ebb away. "Thank you, Mama. This looks amazing."
She sat across from me, her hands folding together. "How did everything go today? Your meeting with Chris and Thalia?"
I sighed, recounting the day's events as she listened intently. "It was intense, Mama. Thalia was tough, but we managed to secure the partnership. Chris seemed optimistic about our vision."
She nodded thoughtfully. "You've always been good at sweet talk, Dio. I'm proud of you."
I smiled warmly at her words, grateful for her unwavering support. "It hasn't been easy, but I'm determined to make this work."
"I know you will," she said confidently. "And don't worry about tomorrow. I've already prepared your suits for the interviews. They're ready for you."
I chuckled softly. "You think of everything, Mama."
"That's what mothers do," she replied with a twinkle in her eye.
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The aroma of her cooking filled my senses, evoking memories of childhood and simpler times. The first bite brought an unexpected rush of emotions, and tears welled up in my eyes.
My mother noticed immediately, concern etching lines on her face. "Dio, what's wrong? Are you okay?"
I chuckled through my tears, overwhelmed by the flood of emotions from my past life. Memories of experiencing my mom's warmth in my sad past and the longing for the perfection of her cooking flooded my mind. "It's just... it tastes so good, Mom. It's bringing back memories."
Her expression softened, understanding dawning in her eyes. "Food has a way of doing that, doesn't it?"
As we shared that meal together, the weight of the day lifted, replaced by a deep sense of gratitude for her unwavering support. Each dish she prepared was a testament to her love, a gesture that spoke volumes.
"Thank you, Mom," I said, my heart full. "For everything."
She smiled, her eyes shining with pride. "You'll do great tomorrow, Dio. I believe in you."
And with her words echoing in my mind, I retired to my room, where my suits were laid out neatly as a silent testament to her care. As I drifted off to sleep, I knew that no matter what tomorrow brought, I had the love and support of a mother who had always believed in me.
I woke with a start as my alarm blared through the room, signaling the beginning of a day I had been eagerly awaiting. With a quick glance at the clock—5:30 AM—I leaped out of bed, adrenaline already pumping through my veins. Today was the day, and there was no time to waste.
I hastily threw on the suit I had prepared the night before, my movements a blur of efficiency as I grabbed my documents and checked them one last time. The weight of responsibility settled on my shoulders, a mix of nerves and excitement driving me forward.
Downstairs, my mother was already in the kitchen, a warm smile lighting up her face despite the early hour. "Good morning, Dio," she greeted me, her voice filled with pride and a hint of concern. "I made you breakfast."
I nodded gratefully, grabbing the plate she set before me—a quick bite to fuel my morning rush. "Thanks, Mom. I've got to run, though. I'm running late."
She frowned slightly, her worry evident. "Take care of yourself, Dio. Don't forget to eat."
"I will, Mom," I assured her, already mentally calculating the time. "See you later."
With a hurried kiss on her cheek, I dashed out the door and into the waiting taxi I had arranged the night before. As we sped through the waking city, I reviewed my notes and plans, trying to calm the flurry of thoughts racing through my mind.
Arriving at the office building, I took a deep breath and composed myself before entering. The receptionist greeted me with a smile, which I returned with a nod of acknowledgment. Making my way to my office, I powered up my laptop and checked the company's bank account—a ritual I had developed to ground myself in reality.
To my relief, the account showed a significant deposit—5 million kroner had been transferred, confirming the official partnership with Sentech Solutions. It was a moment of validation and accomplishment, signaling the start of a new phase for my business venture.
With renewed determination, I set about organizing my day, preparing for the meetings and interviews ahead. Each task was a step toward realizing the ambitious goals I had set, buoyed by the support of my team and the faith of partners like Sentech.
Dio Stat's Info:
Lvl: 11
Skill Count: 2 (Key selling point analyze) (Analyze)
Strength:32
Agility:22
Intelligence:13
Endurance:21
Charm:23
Dio influence, power & riches:
Money - 6.4millions kroner.
Associate - 1: Mr. Johan 2: Mr. Big Dalen 3: Onio 4: Jaken 5: Chris
Asset - 0
Digital Asset - 250 BTC
Goons - 10
Car - 0
Guard - 0
Employers - 1
Company - 1