Emperor of Business
Steel Eagle System

Sidni city.

Game development company, corporate meeting room.

"Bastian, what are you doing? Didn't you say that your plan could satisfy investors? Lookie! they almost refused and retreated!"

"Luckily, Zidane submitted a good new proposal, able to calm the anger of investors! Do you want to say something about it?"

In the conference room, a man with a stern face, scolded someone loudly, his face filled with anger that could not be covered.

In front of him was a handsome young man with a calm temperament.

Bastian's face was rather grim. Obviously there was no problem with the planners, but Zidane, the ugly fat guy, gave him a change to his main planning. And he's screwed everything up.

Now he not only gets credit, but also uses Bastian's original planning to please investors using his name.

Bastian finally could not resist his disappointment. He raised his head and defended himself.

"The boss, who changed my initial planning, was Zidane. What he put out was my original planning!"

Next to him was a half-bald man and a distended stomach, Zidane's face changed and he snapped.

"Bastian! You mean what! You mean it's my fault?! Instead of reflecting on your own mistakes, you still want to slander me!"

Zidane looked sideways at his boss and made a fake smile despite the slight fear on his face.

"Boss, forgive me for not being able to organize subordinates. You shouldn't listen to that shit."

"Hm!"

His boss snorted coldly, his face still like an iceberg that did not melt at all.

"Bastian! It is clear that the planning you hold is wrong and you still dare to slander your superiors. If you continue like this, the company won't hesitate to fire you."

Bastian's blood and anger surged.

Bastian clenched his hands tightly, but finally forced his smile.

"Sorry boss, I'm carried away by emotion..."

The boss left with a cold face.

"You're gonna pack your stuff and get out if you mess up again, Bastian!"

Now there are only Zidane and Bastian left in the conference room.

"Well, Bastian, are you brave now? Dare you vilify me in front of the boss!"

Zidane sneered, his eyes full of disgust.

"Know your position is Bastian! Work harder for me, if not? You know what's going on!"

'FUCKIN' HELL! If it wasn't for your animal brain always wanting to curry favor with the boss and change all of my planning, it wouldn't be possible for this to happen!'

Bastian's teeth are itching, wanting to say that.

With that, Zidane planned to leave the room, but after a few steps he suddenly turned around with a strange expression on his face,

"By the way I actually want to choose you to be the best employee of the month, but because of your broken mouth I will be forced to find another candidate."

A BANG!

The conference room door was closed hard.

Bastian was silent for a while still glued to his spot, and finally hit the table hard.

"DAMN YOU FAT BASTARD"

His eyes were red with anger. But in the end he stretched his fists and lowered his head deeply.

On a bridge.

Sidni City, one of the major cities in Kangaro country, as a city that is right under the central government with a population of 10 million people and an advanced economy and magnificent and looks more magnificent under the rays of lights at night.

Bastian held the bridge fence and stared at the brightly lit city. He held a cigarette in his hand, sucked and slowly exhaled smoke from his mouth.

He is now in a very bad mood. During the day he was dragged into trouble to blame for the mistakes of others and was outraged by his big boss.

When he was in school, he was considered the best man in school. He was sturdy and tall, with black hair, smooth facial features, a firm jawline and a charming smile. She was among the easiest type to capture the hearts of teenage girls. During college, she even earned the nickname college celebrity. Real cool.

In the field of sports too, every time playing basketball on the campus court, can always provoke the screams of a group of girls. But now, it was wiped out by the reality of life, putting its dignity in a ridiculous position and choosing to submit to others. Spending money on living, on rent, water, electricity and everything else. Swallow every insult continuously and never stop.

For now it is very difficult to find a job that matches a good salary. Getting a suitable job is not necessarily a good salary and vice versa. And Bastian chose the second option. With a decent salary covering the needs of the day but his sanity is at stake every day. If he wants to live, he has to survive.

What Bastian hopes for now is only a decent and good life, future problems, family, not yet in his brain, living alone he is still overwhelmed.

"Huffff, it's actually not too late to avenge the bad luck of these ten years! How long can I survive? I just can't believe I can hold on till later."

DING!

[Happy you have been selected to get the Steel Eagle system, do you accept it?]

Along with the appearance of the foreign voice, a series of small blinking words appeared in front of Bastian's face. She's surprised.

"Is this that system? Can it help me grow?"

He suddenly felt a little thirsty, his throat choked, instantly excitedly shouting.

"I accept!"

DING!

[Getting the recipient approval, the Steel Eagle system is in the process of synchronizing the receiver body.]

[Synchronization process 56%.].

Waiting for the system to finish fusing with his body, Bastian's heart had already surged. Steel Eagle System? From the name alone it is so cool, it must be something great.

"Before, I suffered a lot! Insult for a small salary! Circumstances have always forced me to endure those insults! But now it's all over!"

Bastian smiled faintly, pulled out his phone and opened an office chat group he hated, an office that never had a day off!

[Synchronization process 86%.].

There's a message in the office group chat.

[Bastian, put together a new plan! If it's not over, your Sunday is in!] Zidane.

[Eh? Bastian, are you causing any more trouble?] Tony.

[Soft Cow... Ahaha!] Bastian

[Your eyes!] Bastian

Bastian smiled coldly. His finger quickly typed and sent an absurd message.

[Friends friend. Don't do that, what's the problem? I'm actually a rich man, at least now that I have experience of being a regular employee, it's time to go back to inheriting billions of dollars.]

[Wait for Monday, I will come to submit my resignation.]

[Oiya do you know? I am the equivalent of Rey Demonforge of Jamkha in the Yelo continent!]

For the last message, Bastian is indeed somewhat exaggerating, he himself is not sure can exceed the legendary businessman from Jamkha. Bastian attacked Zidane.

[Hey Zidane, this is for you =Emot Middle Finger=.]