"Alright, I'll get ready to discuss things with the tax bureau," Sonia said, preparing to handle some of the logistics. "I'll also reach out to the Nova Corps to see if they're interested in placing an order."
Sonia had seen firsthand the genius behind Tony's work, but she knew it was time for her to step out. Tony's role was to focus on his inventions; hers was to handle negotiations with others. Securing some big contracts was crucial so she could set up a factory and start acquiring equipment.
"You don't need to worry," Harvey reassured her. "If they're not interested, have them come talk to me."
Sonia nodded, understanding that while she had joined the Void Church, she was still relatively unknown outside. This might lead to some disdain when dealing with certain people.
"I'll start by seeing if they're willing to look at the samples," she said. "If that doesn't work, I'll mention your name, Mr. Kassadin."
Sonia was confident in the new gravity devices Tony had created. Even if the Nova Corps wasn't interested, other companies or diplomatic bodies on Xandar would likely be intrigued, so Sonia wasn't too worried.
"Alright, just use your judgment. Go ahead and make the arrangements."
Harvey said, signaling that he had nothing more to add.
Sonia nodded, went back to her room, and picked up her communications device. Creating advanced technology was only half the battle; she still needed to find ways to sell it.
Setting up a company to handle production and sales involved smaller issues like production lines and marketing. The real challenge was finding the right channels for large orders. Securing smaller deals was manageable with some initial investment and effort, but landing major contracts required time and networking to earn the recognition of influential figures.
Without connections, major contracts were out of reach, as bigger companies and military contractors could easily cut off smaller competitors. If products were left unsold, it could lead to financial issues and potential buyouts by larger players, leaving the smaller company with little to gain.
Sonia wasn't about to let Tony's products face such hurdles.
She sent a message to high-ranking officers in the Nova Corps, informing them of Tony's groundbreaking, cost-effective gravity devices suitable for medium and small spacecraft. She invited them to discuss further if they were interested.
Having worked at the elite hotel for ten years, Sonia had kept some high-profile contacts, even if she hadn't retained every number. She then reached out to former colleagues she had a good rapport.
"Sonia's calling?"
"It's a surprise she's reaching out," one colleague remarked. "Could it be that the big shot who took her away doesn't need her anymore?"
"It's been ten years; doesn't she know how fickle those big shots can be? They use you up and toss you aside when they're done."
Just as Sonia connected, she heard some bitter remarks.
"Sonia, don't mind them," said Sarah, a colleague who was on good terms with Sonia. "You're working for Mr. Kassadin now, handling things on Void Island."
Sarah knew well how things went. After Kassadin bought the private island, there had been jokes about Sonia's new role. However, as time went on and Sonia managed the island while Kassadin remained out of the public eye, those jokes turned into admiration. Seeing Sonia now reaching out, others could only feel envious.
"Thanks, Sarah. I appreciate it," Sonia said, realizing the root of the negativity. "Mr. Kassadin treats me very well and grants me a lot of freedom."
"You've become even more beautiful, Sonia. It's clear you're doing well," Sarah said with a smile. "Now, what can I help you with?"
Sarah, dressed in a striking red gown, with fiery red hair and a glamorous figure, was glad to see Sonia looking so well. Sarah recalled how Sonia's seemingly sweet appearance had initially misled her, but Sonia's dedication soon became apparent.
"Well, I need some contact details for key figures on Xandar," Sonia said directly. They had known each other for seven years, so she skipped pleasantries.
"Hold on, I'll write you an introduction letter," Sarah said, agreeing to help. "But I can't guarantee they'll all agree."
The hotel's guests were wealthy, and their contact information was usually well-protected, requiring an introduction for access.
"I understand. Thank you for your help, Sarah."
"You've called me 'senior' and in some ways, you were my mentor. Helping you is no trouble at all," Sarah replied warmly. "We should catch up when you have time. But as you know, there's hardly any vacation time at the hotel."
"I'll make sure to visit when I get the chance," Sonia promised.
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