"You couldn't get through the front door of a company like this in your entire lifetime. Not as an employee. Not as an intern. Not even as a visitor."
The entourage behind her chuckled appreciatively.
Stan looked at her for a long, quiet moment.
He thought about the thirty percent stake sitting silently in his portfolio. He thought about the fact that, in terms of ownership hierarchy, Vivian Reeves, branch manager of a regional office, reported up a chain that ultimately terminated at him.
He thought about how spectacularly her face would rearrange itself if he told her, right now, in front of her entire entourage, that the company she was using as a status symbol was partially his.
He thought about all of this.
Then he shrugged.
"The company's alright, I guess."
Maya glanced at him sharply. Vivian's entourage went quiet.
"Alright?" Vivian's eyebrow twitched. "Star Entertainment Company, a global entertainment powerhouse, is alright?"
