For the students, the military academy mecha tournament is all about competition. But for the business folks? It was a goldmine of opportunity.
Before Lyra even had a chance to reach out, Morrison was on the phone with her. "Boss, can I get an advance on my salary? I heard the mecha tournament just kicked off."
"You may not know this," Lyra replied with a hint of a smile, "but I'm actually competing this year." She could practically hear Morrison's breath catch on the other end of the line. "Forget the salary advance. Instead, I'll give you some funds to invest. You manage the operation, and I'll cut you a ten percent commission afterward."
"Thanks for the trust, boss," Morrison said, clearly surprised. He was just getting used to working under this new boss, and now here she was, handing him a golden opportunity.
The moment he saw the amount she transferred, he realized his young boss was even more ambitious than he'd imagined.
