"Dean, just adjust your shoulder a bit more...good~"
Click, click, as the shutter was pressed, flashlights intermittently lit up the photography studio.
"That's great, maybe we can bring in another chair?" Regis suggested to the photographer nearby, arms folded.
"I'll arrange that right away." The staff member turned and left.
"How much longer are you going to torment me?" Dean, who had been posing for half an hour, couldn't help but complain.
"We're almost done, this is Time magazine, after all. I have to make sure we choose the most charismatic photo for you."
Regis had erupted with tremendous passion for the job; he had just flown in from the west coast last night.
As a renowned top public relations figure in Silicon Valley and one of the personal shareholders of Byte Company,
Regis had undoubtedly become the leader of Dean's PR team, and their cooperation would continue until Byte Company successfully went public.
