Chapter 89: Either Provide Emotional Value or Nutritional Value

At noon, Remy Fouldes arrived on time in the multipurpose conference room. Young traders lined both sides of the long table, each with a laptop, keyed up and ready. "Larry, can you hit my target by the end of the month?" he asked as soon as he sat down. Larry nodded without hesitation. "There are still two weeks. That's enough." Remy let out a breath, then looked to Zenith. "Let's start." Zenith didn't waste words. He made a sweeping gesture. "Drive that price up." Clack, clack, clack-the room...