"You will never change..it's better to talk with the wall rather than talking with you," he sneered to which I didn't respond.
After some time the clients arrived at my company.
"Good morning Mr. Magnus, how are you?" The client wished to spread his hand in front , which I accepted gladly.
"Good morning, I hope my assistant have said everything to you in clear," I said ignoring his question about my well-being. If I am not good or not feeling well I won't be standing here to deal with the project.
"Yes, we just need to negotiate the terms and prepare everything ahead so we can proceed further without much delay in the evening," he responded politely.
Even though he is a client I don't give any fuck to him or to his position. They need work and we are doing it great. I work, he pays, that's how my business goes.
"Ok," I said, nodding at them to occupy their place in front of me.
