Chapter 10 The President Of Romero Empire.
The next day, in the affluent district of Norway city, a meeting consisting of Romero Empire’s main shareholders was ensuing.
Voices bounced off the four walls of the conference room, growing louder and rowdier by each passing second as one shareholder over another, had something more important to voice.
“The presidential seat has been vacant for far too long,” Rodrigo began, opening his argument for the meeting. “Romero empire needs a capable president that can lead us to prosperity.”
“I agree.” One of the shareholders present concurred, nodding his head at Rodrigo’s statement. “But the question is who?”
“Perhaps the eldest son of the Romero family, Leonardo?” Another shareholder spoke up, however, instantly regretting her words when Rodrigo sent her a sharp glare.
“Impossible.” He objected. “Leonardo is not fit to be the president of Romero Empire. He may have graduated with a business degree from oxford, but he’s still too inexperienced to take over a company as successful as this. And besides, were not going to leave the fate of a company we’ve worked so hard to build in the hands of an adopted child, now are we?” He asked.
The question quickly arouse whispers amongst the shareholders.
“I think he’s right.” One whispered to their seat partner.
Amidst the sea of voices, someone spoke up. “You might be right, leaving the fate of Romero Empire in the hands of an adoptive son may not be the right choice of action, however,” All eyes turned to face the voice that was speaking.
He was an elderly man in his early forties dressed in an expensive black suit. Having the undivided attention of his fellow shareholders, the man, Eric Johansson, continued speaking.
“Even without Leonardo being in the picture, I, as well as everyone present, still remembers that Romero Empire has someone else to run it, Rodrigo.”