Dick Ep.3

Sharon's soliloquy was finally coming to an end and Richards mind regained focus on the task at hand, the Hitachi account meeting was in less than an hour and he was feeling a little less than prepared. After assuring Sharon that though her time here was brief she proved to be a valuable asset and wishing her the best on her new life in Dallas, Richard walked down the hallway from his office to the executive boardroom. He wanted to make sure that everything was perfect for the meeting, he had been overseeing this account for six months now and with the visit of the Hitachi's notoriously temperamental CEO looming things needed to be flawless. Richard knew that beyond facts and figures the way to win over the big wigs was with the thoughtful details of the room. Presenting expensive gifts with deeper meanings always proved to be a winning play when meeting with the upper echelon from foreign countries. A simple Blue Label bottle of Johnnie Walker and an engraved glass went a long way towards smoothing over any concerns one may have about the business at hand. Richard had spent time taking notes on how to excel at the nuances of high level business meeting while he worked his way up the ranks. He had seen multimillion-dollar deals be made or fall through because of the slightest gesture or misstep. This level of corporate canoodling was all a big game and Richard considered himself the MVP.


Though meeting with Sharon was over and he was now fully prepared for the Hitachi meeting Richard still felt off, that feeling of doom that he experienced in the elevator had lingered even after Ms. Chicken Little's grand proclamation. What is it? He wondered as he finished uploading the two hour presentation of sales statistics and projections that was sure to wow the Hitachi group and ease any trepidation they may have as the marketing campaign moved into its final stretch. By noon the big meeting had come to a close; Richard had preformed wondrously and as he ushered Mr. Higashihara and his partners to the elevator he felt a huge sense of relief. Not only was the Hitachi deal moving forward, Mr. Higashihara approved an additional marketing campaign for their new automotive systems branch. The new deal would need to be finalized and Mr. Higashihara insisted this meeting take place in Tokyo as he would take great pleasure in showing Richard all of the best his city had to offer. After a few handshakes and awkward bows the most important part of the week had come to a close and as the elevator doors shut Richard returned to his office with that signature, devilish grin on his face. He knew all too well the type of shenanigans those CEO types like to get into when they host outsiders at their home cities and Richard was all for it. These types of perks are what he loved most about his job; he reveled in those moments where the lines between risk and want were the blurriest. What Richard knew and what most didn't want to admit is with enough money you can get away with just about anything but with power you can absolutely have it all. A life without the two just seemed pointless to him, each painfully boring day followed by another. He was not interested in that sort of life at all; he much preferred excitement to security; "risk it all on every play" was his mantra "and let the chips fall where they may".