rpg_palace | Board Meeting, Carstairs Technics (Reply)

"--don't give a flying fuck what any of you think. You might be the board of directors but this is a family-owned business and I am the head of the family now. You're advisors, not dictators, and I'm in charge. Any of you who don't like it can go fuck yourselves somewhere off my property and on your own dime." Perry glared around the table at the men and women who'd worked with his grandfather. The newest of them had been on the board longer than he'd been alive, and some had been around before his father was born. He knew they weren't going to like working for him, but he also knew that if he didn't get his boot onto the back of every neck in this room he'd be so-politely and patronizingly shuffled aside, allowed to "listen and learn" until he was eighty. Well, fuck that.

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