“Wëllkomm, Papp.” Gerbert stepped out of the car in the hotel foyer, Drazhan welcomed him with a polite bow. (Welcome, Father.)
"Gutt dech ze gesinn, Jong." Gerbert said as they hugged. (Good to see you, son,)
"Selwecht hei, Papp. Komm mir ginn dobannen." Drazhan led Gerbert to his penthouse at the top of the opulent building. (Same here, Father. Let's go inside.)
Drazhan and Gerbert sat down in Drazhan's office after some refreshments.
"Father, I went over everything regarding the company. And I don't think it's wise to invest such a significant sum of money there." Drazhan remarked this while clasping his hands on the top of the wooden table.
"It might not be, but I'm going to invest regardless. I would perhaps invest more in the future." Gerbert stated solemnly,
"Of course, you ca
