There's nothing extraordinary about their daily routine. Algin was always with her in meetings at the office as he familiarized himself with the ins and outs of the business. It felt like both of them were learning, but they often clashed. It was only a few days since they started managing the company, but Nemesis felt more like a dungeon.
"A village in Timor? Are you joking?" Algin said as they walked into their office after a long meeting with the Prime Minister of Timor. "The cost of labor in Timor is high, and there's no local production of materials. That means we'd have to ship everything from here."
"If we have to ship people—"
"That's another cost. Immigration, air tickets, lodging, insurance—"
"Can you listen to me first, Algin? The president himself asked us to build even a s
