Since meeting Dietrich, I had been recklessly disclosing details about myself. He knew I was young, powerless, and now he probably thought I was naive. "He's too strong. Not just with numbers, but also with his psychological knowledge."
I had to do something about that, and so I said, "Dietrich, let's have a private talk as we agreed upon. I have business to discuss with you."
We ascended the ladder back to the factory, Darjan trailing behind me with an air of concern. Upon reaching the CEO's office, a domain unmistakably belonging to Dietrich, I took a seat across from the seasoned boss a large window behind him.
"Dietrich, your invitation to Germany and the presentation of your operations suggest a desire for a close collaboration between us, correct?" I began, leaning forward with Darjan adopting a stance of exaggerated confidence behind me.
