"Isn't that right, boss?" Oxxy looked over at Banjay with a small smirk on his lips and a look of anticipation in his eyes.
"A gold coin saved in treasury…" Banjay raised his face and spoke out…
"… is a gold coin that doesn't do its job," everyone else in the room chanted, Oxxy included, finishing up Banjay's favorite, money-related quote. Yet, save for Banjay's direct assistant, everyone else remained seated, not even lifting their heads from the piles of papers stacked before them.
Chanting the golden rule for gold coins was one thing and slacking on the job, even if only for a moment, was a whole new can of worms.
'It seems that hiring exclusively from the military has its perks,' Banjay thought, scanning the room for a second before putting on a small smile and turning back to his own work.
And he had a lot of it.
Taking over the Basal fortress was merely the first step of the plan.
