
"How can you let that happen, as deputy director you should have moved faster than Marcus, but now it's Marcus who first found a gifted child like that child. So what have you been doing all this time?" he told the deputy director.
"Master, all I can explain. I have _____"
As the deputy director had not finished talking about him contacting Ivona, Greyson had already decided on his call unilaterally. The vice director could only let out a rough breath, today was enough to make him tired. Facing two important people in one day is enough to make himself a heart gymnast.
Elsewhere, Greyson, who had been carried away with emotion by the news of the talented boy and Marcus, impatiently contacted his rival. He wants to know how Marcus can trap a talented boy from his country to be invited to join Marcus' team. However, after several attempts his call was not answered. Greyson was growing increasingly angry at the busy junior Marcus—si.
In a different place, Marcus had just finished his work. "Ah .. is finally done too." Marcus raised his hand up just to stretch his stiff muscles.
He immediately approached the table where he placed his cell phone. Marcus did not expect that there were dozens of missed calls from his rival—Greyson. Just wanted to be ignored— if Greyson did not call him back—of course he would not want to contact the arrogant man first. Just because the man named Greyson was more senior than him, it did not mean that the man could just as casually go to a junior like himself.
Marcus remembers very well, Greyson's attitude that once underestimated and demeaned him just because of his young age when he used to participate in a competition in the old man's country. Now, Marcus can show the world if he is worthy and cannot be underestimated in the world of computing. His ability can also be pitted against Greyson, who has always been proud of his senior title.
Marcus leaves his phone and passes to make a cup of coffee. Upon returning from the pantry, Marcus was again amazed by the missed call coming from the same number as before—number Greyson.
At first, still wanting to ignore the call, but when the ringing of the call again teased him, it was finally picked up by Marcus. "Hello," said Marcus lazily.
"Why did you pick up my phone, are you pretending to be busy?" greyson's remarks instantly made Marcus regret having raised the man's call.
"Actually, what do you want, huh?" Greyson. "What is your purpose in recruiting people from my country for you to join your institution. Is this about the tech war you used to say, is that why you took talented people from my country. You want the people who beat us are our own people, don't you?" connect Greyson.
Greyson's emotions rise again, imagining that the man who will destroy the future of his country is a native who has been brain-poisoned by Marcus. At least that's how bad thoughts are embedded in the old man's brain.
"I think you've misunderstood Mr. Greyson" Marcus said politely. He still maintained the norm of modesty in the old man who contacted him.
"I have no intention of taking Ivona from your country. I only offered her a job because she had potential in computing. It would be a pity if talented people like Ivona were not invited to cooperate. Moreover, the girl has enormous potential for the world of computing."
"Huh, is that really so. I'm sure you're not that good a man. You're a man with technological ambitions" Greyson said.
"It's up to your judgment, Mr. Greyson. Because the most important thing for me is not to waste someone's extraordinary talent, and I found that talent in Ivona, who happens to be from your country. But, all you have to remember, I am not the creator of the destroyer monsters. I have ambitions for technology, but it's all for the betterment of the times" Marcus said.
"Yes, that talented girl is named Ivona. He is a valuable asset to the advancement of computing science."
Greyson began to think about Marcus's words, now he was also calmer, not as emotional as before. Looks like Marcus knows so much about the talented guy they were arguing about. "Well, I trust you, if you have no ill intentions for my country, that's why I want you to introduce me to that person" Greyson said.
Still at work, Marcus grinned coldly at Greyson's request. He grumbled in response to what Greyson had asked of him.
Since then he has been kind to Greyson and he was treated with suspicion, now he lightly asked to be introduced to Ivona. Marcus is not. He prefers to disconnect the phone unilaterally rather than having to respond to Greyson.
"Hello, Marcus," Greyson shouted as his request was met with a phone line break. "Marcus ...!"
"Fucking kid! He turned off my call" Grumbled Greyson staring at his phone.
Greyson looked for other ways to find the boy himself. He thought hard to find out and met the boy named Ivona. Suddenly he remembered the word deputy director about the child who became the tranding of the topic. Wasn't he reported to be the illegitimate son of the Iswara family.
A thought emerged in his brain, he would be able to find a child named Ivona if he contacted Iswara's family. He immediately smiled, remembering his own intelligence. Although his age is no longer young, but his intelligence is still qualified as before.
"Greyson White, senior in computing," Greyson murmured in self-praise. Then again laughing, he took a bottle of whisky and poured it into the sloki, gulping it down to appreciate himself with his intelligence.
"You're a genius, Grey. You will always be honored for your genius." Greyson laughed alone.
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Monday came back to say hello, it was still very early when Ivona just arrived at school. He walked through long corridors with a view of cynical gazes that had always been directed at him since he first entered the G-school. Ivona herself was to wonder if they were not tired of staring at Ivona with the same gaze every time. Ivona who saw it was fed up with the pejorative glare that was always given to her.
Not to mention the rumors about her, both of them seemed to be Ivona's daily food at the G-school. Like today, Ivona saw some students in a group and whispered about her.
Ivona hears, but she continues to move on to class G. He ignores people's gossip about himself.