Time Ghost

Chapter 9

Maybach Landaulet.... My, oh my.

James Watson has acquired them all. He collects over 5 limited edition cars in the garage. This vessel of mine could have even more in the other mansions He owned. A personal chauffeur who speaks 5 foreign languages and a Ph. D holder in mechanical engineering. Miss Universe-like models who acted as a personal assistant in everyday job. Two helicopters on the roof and its custom-designed charging station.

At 29 years, James Watson Punemere has obtained world’s miracle, conquers and dominates the market for years to come. My interference will destruct everything that this man has constructed, Am I not?

I’ll do my best.

“Where to, boss?”

White hat chauffeur salutes him in delicate smile. Bowing slightly at first, the old man holds the hat’s tip in gentle fashion. James Watson notices an intricate symbol on the chest under his name. Brands of the company, probably, as everyone else wear similar outfit in days at work.

Against the chauffeur’s query, the man in glasses nodded, “To the company, please.” He said in return. It seemed no other reply was required, or even follow-up questions to commence, because the chauffeur bounces back to the steering wheel in silence.

~tak-tak~

Keyboard dances under constant distress, for its owner was pressured to learn of an issue in under an hour of travel. A luxury laptop like Apple Macbook received such constant pressure in somber ambience. In relatively small rate of noise, the CEO’s rapid search and stroke feels tidy on hand.

“Damn it. I’ve used windows for a lifetime, and now I’ve had to use this in less than an hour.” James Watson rattled. In his mind, Damien locates none of related information. Stress has overwhelmed him into short-term memory loss, it seems, as the young scientist finally asked for an assistance anywhere, “Hey, Samuel, could you tell me what’s going on with our shareholders? I need a kickback to my memories, quick.”

“On what terms, Sir?”

Damien realised a drawback for his attempt, so the young scientist shuttered himself in stillness to process information and recovered them all in well-improved pace. Samuel’s high-earned degree preserves maintenance over his quality and perseverance. For the catch, however, the chauffeur probably could muster a conclusion and navigates himself into the caste system afterwards.

But, Damien feels that it could be of no hassle to take a reminder or two, anyway. Despite the chauffeur’s ploy to enact himself in the rank, there would be no actual issue to maintain in his position at the time. What’s a personal driver could do against politics at work?

The man in glasses pats him across the left,” It’s the shareholders, Sammyboy. What do they want yesterday?”

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Okay, I have stacked most information in my mind. Samuel is a no-brainer in retrieving memories. For real, that man could remember too much details in our latest conversation. James Watson is a fool, either, for him to share so much confidential facts and figures in one go.

At least I’ve had everything in my pocket. Small problems like another competitor is never a real issue for greatest mind of 21st century like mineself.

~brum~

Samuel turned sideways for the parking lot under the building. As expected, a number of white-adorned luxury automobiles have been arrived there earlier than the CEO himself. From Audi A8 to Koenigsegg CCXR that were just produced in limited editions package, nobody wears a lame vehicles to come forth and play. Five of them even have a personal chauffeur in similar manner to the man in glasses. They clustered inside a special-made room embossed with massage chair and their company’s recently-manufactured console to use and engage.

A brunette-haired beauty laid a heartwarming smile towards the man in glasses before the company’s lobby. Slanted eyes and a petite-structured body, James Watson goes astonished and have no idea to hide his amazement around. He puts down his round glasses for peeking a little under the bottom. She fits a black pencil skirt just a little bit above the knee. Thus, her finely-tuned waist shows up in a perfect combination with her white blouse on the top.

Yes, a petite black-haired Asian. Sounds more than a bargain for a geek in love like James Watson. She pretends to wear glasses, as well. It is should be His personal request than an actual impairment of Her eyes at the most.

Well, I’m kind of started to be in love, too. I guess it’s more like bodily reaction from this man to have such a gorgeous one on board than myself in a way.

“Welcome, darling! The room’s this way, follow me!”