"Aether, what's my itinerary for today?" Matthew asked lazily, leaning back in his leather chair in NeuroSys's plush office, gazing out at the city view through the large glass windows.
With a subtle glow, a holographic screen materialized in front of him, displaying the figure of Aether in his new form. After the recent upgrade he had achieved in one of the Perfect Life System's daily logins, Aether now took on a more human appearance: a middle-aged woman with intelligent eyes and delicate glasses, exuding a professional and experienced presence.
"Your day is full of commitments, sir," Aether said in a more matter-of-fact tone, as he gestured for the schedule to appear. "Meetings with the development team, investor conferences, and most importantly, you will need to make strategic decisions about the future of the company."
Matthew sighed and drummed his fingers on the table, staring at the holographic itinerary before him. "Hmmm... Aether, what do you think would be the perfect next step?"
Aether analyzed the data in her database before answering. With a flick of her finger, she rearranged the screen to display detailed charts and market forecasts, each curve and number flowing in harmony with her voice.
"Sir, considering the rapid pace at which our recent projects have advanced, which would normally take months but are now being completed in weeks, a broader analysis suggests an expansion into the entertainment and digital media sector. My recommendation would be to acquire a majority stake in audiovisual content production companies for streaming, or even invest in the creation of a new studio that prioritizes innovation and interaction with the audience."
She adjusted the charts, highlighting growth projections. "In addition, it would be strategic to evaluate the social media market. Although platforms like TikTok already dominate 96.5% of the short and dynamic content segment, a different approach could be advantageous. We can develop a platform that focuses on more meaningful interactions and high-quality content, a network that offers exclusive experiences, attracting an audience looking for something more personalized."
Mateus looked at the screens with renewed interest. The idea of building a unique social network, capable of challenging industry giants, perfectly matched his goals. "Intriguing... What if we integrated these platforms with our own AI technologies, offering a hyper-personalized recommendation system? Something that allows the user to create a feed completely adapted to their tastes and goals?"
Aether nodded, simulating an expression of approval. "Exactly, sir. This type of personalization has not yet been fully explored by current networks. With our AI system, we can transform the way users connect with content, generating a richer and more meaningful experience."
Mateus smiled. "Perfect. Let's review the target companies and establish contact. I want to ensure that NeuroSys' next move leaves a decisive mark on the entertainment and social networking market."
He leaned back, feeling more motivated than ever.
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Matthew was ensconced in the interior of his luxurious executive car, the Stellar X1. This exclusive car from the 'New Stellar Series' line was the pinnacle of technology and comfort, designed for visionary leaders like himself. The interior was a true private refuge, with finely crafted leather seats that molded to the passenger's body, adjusting temperature and inclination according to Matthew's preference. In addition, the windows were equipped with adjustable privacy technology, which could vary from completely transparent to opaque with just a touch.
As the Stellar X1 glided smoothly through the streets of K-City, Matthew scrolled through his cell phone, updating himself on the latest entertainment news. His face showed a disapproving expression as he read the results of the Best Player of the Year award.
"Hmm... the football world is completely wrong," he muttered, a hint of irritation in his voice. "Vini didn't win the Ballon d'Or... tsk, tsk."
At that moment, the driver, Alfredo, an impeccably dressed, serious-looking middle-aged man, gave a respectful look in the rearview mirror.
"Alfredo, put on some music... the one on the flash drive I left somewhere in the car," Mateus asked, distracted, still absorbed in the news.
"Yes, sir," Alfredo replied in a cordial tone, nodding slightly.
The Stellar X1's sound system, a state-of-the-art set that provided an immersive and crystal-clear experience, automatically connected to the flash drive. Within moments, the notes of a familiar song filled the air. The car continued its route smoothly, almost as if floating over the asphalt.
"Have you ever been hated or discriminated against? I have I've been protested and demonstrated against Picket signs for my wicked rhymes, look at The Times Sick as the mind of the motherfucking kid that's behind" Mateus closed his eyes, letting himself be enveloped by the beat and the intensity of the lyrics.
"All this commotion, emotions run deep as oceans exploding Tempers flaring from parents, just blow 'em off and keep going Not taking anything from no one, give 'em hell long as I'm breathing Keep kicking ass in the morning and taking names in the evening" "That's high...," he muttered to himself, with a half smile.
"Leave 'em with a taste of sour as vinegar in their mouth See, they can trigger me, but they'll never figure me out Look at me now, I bet you're probably sick of me now Ain't you, mama? I'ma make you look so ridiculous now"
Without realizing it, Mateus began to sing along, in tune with the intensity of the song.
"I'm sorry, mama
I never meant to hurt you
I never meant to make you cry
But tonight, I'm cleanin' out my closet"
He took a deep breath, immersed in the melody that seemed to connect with his own internal conflicts, and sang the chorus once more.
"I said: I'm sorry, mama
I never meant to hurt you
I never meant to make you cry
But tonight, I'm cleanin' out my closet"
Leaning back in the soft leather seat and comfortably isolated from the outside world, Mateus felt in control. There, enveloped by the music and the luxury of the Stellar X1, he reflected on his decisions.