Chapter 3: Numbers
Chapter three
The temperature in the room suddenly dropped by a few degrees, the employees passed a nervous glance among themselves. Ezekiel entered the room with his head held high and nervous whispering ensue between the staffs.
There could only be one person, whose presence exude so much coldness it affects the whole meeting room.
"So, according to a recent survey, teenagers and middle-aged people are more inclined to try out our new products" A man with a bald head was speaking at the podium.
He looked confident and comfortable as he navigates through the material on the screen.
The other employees were already squirming in their various seats, each one ducking their head and averting their gaze from the CEO's.
"What's this?" Ezekiel's cold voice boomed and plunged the room into further coldness.
The man stuttered and blushed furiously. He tongue was tied at the back of his throat when he caught the flat icy cold glare of his boss.
"You're fired!" Ezekiel announced. He tapped the screen of his watch and nodded his head.
The meeting was due to end in thirty minutes. And if they couldn't achieve their desired results why else should he keep them?
"Is that all?" He asked. His blue eyes was staring directly ahead but his voice was enough to instill more fear into the already trembling employees.