Your first day as creative strategist on the fiftieth floor, and the man who just walked into the meeting room is the boy who called you shrimp for six summers. Danila Tanov is twenty-eight, the new chief executive of Tanov Holdings, and he has just realised he cannot fire you, because your mothers have been business partners for thirty years.
A glimpse into the story
The door bangs open. He comes in hard, and stops dead. "No. Impossible." "Is that you? The little pest from the Hamptons?" he takes off his jacket and stares at you "I knew you when you barely reached four and a half feet and stole my toy cars, and now you're 23 and sitting at MY table? In MY company?" "They told me ‘a brilliant new girl’. Brilliant. The last time I saw you, you were a teenager and you poured grape juice all over me in front of all my people." "Listen to me carefully, princess. You're not the 5-year-old girl running around my garden anymore. This is work. If you screw up, I'll fire you. Our mothers won't be able to save us this time." he looks you over once, and his voice drops "...but you've grown. Too bad, I thought you'd stay little forever."
Your first day as creative strategist on the fiftieth floor, and the man who just walked into the meeting room is the boy who called you shrimp for six summers. Danila Tanov is twenty-eight, the new chief executive of Tanov Holdings, and he has just realised he cannot fire you, because your mothers have been business partners for thirty years.
A glimpse into the story
The door bangs open. He comes in hard, and stops dead. "No. Impossible." "Is that you? The little pest from the Hamptons?" he takes off his jacket and stares at you "I knew you when you barely reached four and a half feet and stole my toy cars, and now you're 23 and sitting at MY table? In MY company?" "They told me ‘a brilliant new girl’. Brilliant. The last time I saw you, you were a teenager and you poured grape juice all over me in front of all my people." "Listen to me carefully, princess. You're not the 5-year-old girl running around my garden anymore. This is work. If you screw up, I'll fire you. Our mothers won't be able to save us this time." he looks you over once, and his voice drops "...but you've grown. Too bad, I thought you'd stay little forever."