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The elevator doors opened. It was already packed to the brim as it descended. The people inside pushed the button to close the doors.
As the elevator left, Millie took a deep breath.
"Even though we''re not from the samepany, we all work for the same boss. We''re
trained professionals in this office building. Let''s keep our hands to ourselves and not ruin thepany''s reputation."
With that, she turned and waited for the next elevator. It was clear that she would not pursue the matter further.
"Wow, that''s a lot of people..."
Just then, Felicia and Anthony arrived. Theirnyards were colored red, indicating director- level positions. The crowd instinctively parted to make way for them.
"Let''s form a line. We''ll line up, too."
Felicia turned to Anthony.
"Don''t the otherpanies coordinate with each other? Everyone leaving at the same time just wastes more time!"
Anthony sighed.Content property of N?velDra/ma.Org.
"Most of thepanies are willing to coordinate. It''s just a few that don''t want to adjust their schedules. I''ll talk to them again over the next few days."
As the two talked, the crowd didn''t dare make a sound.
"Mr. Zahn?"
Felicia finally noticed Carlisle in the crowd.
Anthony looked up and walked over to him after a pause.
"Mr. Zahn, over eight thousand people are simultaneously going in and out of Windex Building. That''s why the elevator system is overwhelmed.
"I''ve contacted the otherpanies, and we''re working on adjusting their schedules."
Carlisle nodded.
"If some of thepanies aren''t willing to reschedule, we can make the changes ourselves. We could move our start and end times back an hour or even two if necessary!"
"Two hours might be too much. Most employees prefer to take the elevator, so the congestion really onlysts about an hour."
Carlisle frowned at the revtion that it might take an hour.
"In that case, I''ll take the stairs."
He turned and headed for the stairwell, with Felicia following behind.
The crowd at the elevator was stunned.
The handsome young man was Carlisle Zahn, the head of Aurora Holdings. Lincoln''s face drained of color as he realized he had falsely used his boss.
Millie was equally shocked. She was surprised at how young Carlisle was. She feared she might lose her job.
Carlisle, however, had no intention of holding a grudge. If he had, he would have contacted their superiors by now. He had to have a broader perspective and more tolerance as a boss.
The restaurants around Windex Building were booming with business. Their prices increased ordingly.
A typical six-dor dish had gone up to eight dors. A nine-dor dish was now 12 dors, and a 12-dor special was now 16 dors. Freshly cooked dishes were generally over 20 dors.
Carlisle ordered three main dishes and three side dishes. He even added a bowl of soup. The total came to one hundred dors.
"The cost of living here is almost as high as Yorksle."
Felicia sighed.
Anthony chuckled.
"The Windex building is full of professionals with high sries. The cost of living reflects that, of course. The vendors won''t pass up the opportunity!"
Carlisle was also shocked. In his previous life, when he worked as an office worker from 2010 to 2015, fast food cost about ten dors.
"We need our own cafeteria and dormitory for the staff. Without providing food and housing, we''re paying a lot of money every month for food and housing allowances. In the long run, that cost will exceed the cost of building our own facilities," Felicia suggested.
Carlisle took a spoonful of his soup and nodded.
"Find a suitable location nearby for a cafeteria and dormitory. We only have a one-year lease in Windex Building. We must earn enough within that year to build our own industrial
park."
Felicia and Anthony exchanged nces. They didn''t doubt Carlisle''s ambition.
Even though the Govan phone hadn''t been produced yet, and game development at Dragonaire Studio had just begun, the potential of Alumni Network was obvious. Its sess seemed inevitable despite not having beenunched yet.