“So I have a meeting with Mr. Banks this afternoon. Do you want to come with me?” I ask him.
“Sure. I have nothing planned today,” he says.
“Great,” I say.
We hop in the car and head downtown to my office building. I love the way that sounds. My office. It's still so surreal that I have an entire company to run and I’m not even eighteen yet. I wonder when I’ll be ready to run it on my own. I’ve learned so much about what we do at the company in such a short time. I always remember my father going to work and complaining about the stress but I never really knew what he did. My company assesses smaller companies that are losing profits. If they can be salvaged we buy them out, fix them and keep the existing staff. If they can’t be saved we purchase the company and scrap them. We’re suppos
