Rupert leans on the glass podium as the thunderous applause continues. He stands on a raised platform at the front of the room, looking out on hundreds of people. They sit on elegant, comfortable chairs around tables in the vast, sterile room that the company uses for these occasions: iTronics shareholder meetings.
Rupert has just introduced me to them. I sit behind a long table behind him, with members of the executive management team on my right side, and members of the Board of Directors on my left. I watch as he just stands there, rather than allow me to take over the lectern. The clapping continues, the crowd expectant for my speech. He raises a hand and the sound gradually dies away.
It was my idea, to have him say a few words before I address the shareholders about the Anderson Fo
