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It's snowing in Salzburg. Through the frosty window, people in heavy wool coats could be seen walking beneath the soft snowfall falling incessantly, covering the ground with a white blanket. Although it was a chilly winter night, the inviting Austrian restaurant exuded warmth. The atmosphere was cozy, blending old wooden beams with contemporary furniture pieces.
"Have you been there?" I was snapped out of my daydream by Max Greenwald. He is the CEO of Deinlager, the company for which we're going to build a distribution center. I came to meet him to secure more projects in the US. Did I really need to come to Austria? No, but that's my excuse.
"Sorry. Been where?" I asked, without remembering a thing he said for the past fifteen minutes. I could blame the long flight, the jet le
