CHAPTER ELEVEN
“President Wilson, these are the files” Dylan said as he dropped folder on Zane’s table. Zane wheeled his chair back towards his table as he grabbed the folder and started flipping through it with a frown on his face. He threw the folder on the table with a chuckle on his face.
“Who’s protecting him?” he asked no one in particular as Zane chuckled.
“To think that he has so many atrocities to his name. Model man my feet” Zane added as he rubbed his forehead.
“Send him a screenshot of one of the pages. For him to know that I am not in the least messing around” Zane said as Dylan nodded.
“Yes sir” he said as he grabbed the folder and walked out of the office.
Zane wheeled his chair back to his computer as he continued working on it. Dylan stepped into the office again.
“Mr President, I apologize but you are supposed to have a meal with Mr Jordan in the next ten minutes” Dylan said in a hurried tone as Zane turned to him with a blank look.
“A meeting in the next ten minutes?” he asked as Dylan swallowed his saliva and nodded.
“Yes sir” he replied as Zane sighed as he stood up from his seat. He grabbed the phone that was on the table and walked out of the room. Dylan walked after him as they walked towards the elevator. His phone buzzed and Dylan picked it as he pressed the phone to his ears.
“Yes. We are on our way” he replied as he hung up and swallowed his saliva.
“Who’s that?” Zane asked.
“Mr Jordan’s secretary” Dylan replied as Zane nodded before leaning against the cold steel walls of the elevator.
As soon as the elevator made a ding sound, both parties stepped outside as all the workers in the hall immediately made way for them bowing as they passed.
“Any updates?” Zane asked as Dylan nodded.
“Yes sir. At the moment, we are making necessary preparations to launch the company. We have recruited over hundred agents and assistants. And we have successfully bought over twenty artistes to our side” Dylan replied as Zane nodded. The car sped past one of Andrew’s entertainment company and Zane chuckled.
“Poach all of them” he said as Dylan chuckled but quickly hid his chuckle.
“Yes sir” he said as he brought out his phone and set out a message before tucking his phone back into his pocket.
The car came to stop in front of a big restaurant and Dylan quickly got down as the door was opened for Zane. Dylan’s phone buzzed again and he quickly picked the call.
“Yes. We are here” Dylan replied as his face changed slightly.
“How many minutes do you need?” he asked as he glanced at Zane who was already walking into the restaurant.
“President Zane as well does not have all the time in the world to wait. Please make it fast” he said as he hung up the calla and rushed towards Zane. His eyes widened as someone crashed into him and spilled wine over his suit.
“President Wilson” he called out as he turned to see an unfamiliar guy dressed in a piece of casual wear. He was clad in a designer shirt that Dylan was sure was a limited edition shirt and a pair of jeans that he didn’t recognize. The NIKE sneakers on his feet confirmed the fact that he was no ordinary person.
Zane turned to look at the guy in front of him with a small frown. They looked like the same age but with the mop of white curly hair on his head; Zane had doubts about him.
“Oh my.. I’m……” he didn’t get to finish his statement as his eyes widened as he pointed at Zane.
“You” He called.
“I know you. You are Zane Wilson right? The President of Wilson Corporations” he said as Dylan chuckled as he watched the guy hitch closer to Zane.
“You are honestly way more good looking in person than those magazines” he said again as Zane sighed and turned to Dylan.
“Where’s Mr Jordan?” he asked Dylan swallowed his saliva.
“His secretary said he would be late with some minutes” Dylan replied as Zane rolled his eyes.
“Get a replacement” he said as he sat down and the guy sat down in front of him.
“Who are you?” Zane asked as the guy smiled.
“Thought you would never ask” he replied as he smiled and stretched his hand towards Zane.
“Adrian Fedick” he said as Zane’s eyes widened in surprise.
“Fedick of Fedick wears?” Zane asked as Adrian nodded.
“Wow, you know my Dad’s company” he said as Zane chuckled.
“Your Dad’s company is one of the biggest in Europe. Is there anybody that wouldn’t know it?” Zane asked as Adrian shrugged.
“I just got back today so I don’t really know things I like this” Adrian replied as he smiled at Zane.
“I don’t really know California and the environs. I moved to Africa with my mom when I was just three so I barely know this place. I came once in a while for holidays but I still get lost once in a while” Adrian said.
“Why don’t you give me a tour of the town?” Adrian asked as Zane found himself amused.
“You want me to give you a tour of the town?” he asked and Adrian nodded.
“Sure” Adrian replied as Zane laughed.
“Sorry but I don’t have time” Zane replied as Adrian pouted as he folded his arms.
“You just don’t want to help me. You are such a bad friend. Phew!” Adrian said and Zane found himself tongue tied.
Friend?
When did they become friends?
“Okay. I’ll help you talk to my Dad and trust me you’ll get a better offer than what Mr Jordan is going to give you” Adrian said as Zane furrowed his brows.
“Jordan is a shit ass. He’s probably in his office waiting for an hour to pass by before he comes with some stupid lame ass excuse. Ugh, I wonder what Vincy was thinking when they made him the Vice President” Adrian said as Zane furrowed his brows as he checked his wristwatch.
“He has always been a jerk though” Adrian said as Zane chuckled.
“I thought you said you haven’t been to California in years. How do you know all these?” Zane asked as Adrian smiled while shaking his head.
“I said I haven’t been to California in years. That doesn’t mean I don’t know anything about the business world here in California or things about my dad’s direct competitor” Adrian replied as Zane folded his arms genuinely surprised as he nodded.
“And I wouldn’t really call them our competitor. We beat them every time so they are just some bunch of losers who will never match up to us. Fedick will give you the best. I know you know that. So I’ll just get an opportunity to talk to my Dad and you’ll get whatever you want to get, you just have to take me around the town okay?”
“Your Dad will listen to you?” Zane asked as Adrian shook his head.
“Why would he? I just have to make him listen to you which is more than easy” Adrian replied as Zane raised an eyebrow.
“Wow” he muttered as Adrian smiled at him
“So when would you take me to tour the town. That’s my condition” Adrian said as Zane chuckled.
“I’ll check my schedule” he replied as Adrian wore a victorious smile that made Zane genuinely laugh.
For someone who almost never felt comfortable with people, he already felt way too comfortable with Adrian who he had met for less than two hours. Adrian was jovial and a fun loving person, he was straight forward and honest. Zane didn’t know how long they had talked but he didn’t know when last he had laughed this way.
Dylan had come back with a new suit to see Zane and Adrian laughing. Surprised and shocked, he had offered Zane his new suit and Zane went to the restroom to change.
“You are his secretary?” Adrian asked as Dylan nodded.
“Adrian Fedick” Adrian said and Dylan stared at him shock.
“Dylan Bots” Dylan replied as Adrian nodded.
“Nice to meet you. how long have you been working for Zane?” he asked as Dylan raised an eyebrow at him.
“Eight years” he replied as Adrian’s eyes widened.
“That’s nice” he said as Zane stepped out of the restroom looking as dashing as before.
“Mr Jordan is not here yet?” Zane asked as Dylan shook his head. For some reason, he felt like the latter was intentionally messing with them but they were the ones who wanted a deal so there was nothing they could do.
“They need some more minutes” Dylan replied as Zane chuckled.
“He’s messing with me” Zane said as he slid his hands into his pockets.
“Let’s go. there’s no need to sign that contract with Vincy” he said as Dylan turned to Adrian and then Zane.
“We’ll sign with Fedick”