Zane pondered Charles's proposal. It was undoubtedly an exceptional offer, one that he hadn't anticipated coming his way so soon, especially just a few months after taking on the role of general manager. Moreover, this new opportunity intersected with his recent plans to collaborate with a TV studio to expose mafia crimes. It seemed fate was aligning perfectly with his aspirations."How do you feel about this, Zane? Will you accept this offer?" Charles inquired, his voice reflecting both seriousness and anticipation.Marcus chimed in to emphasize the thought behind their decision. "Zane, we didn't make this offer lightly. During your tenure as general manager, your performance has been outstanding. You've managed to increase the company's earnings by 10%, which is a significant achievement."Claire added her encouragement, "This is a great opportunity for you, Zane." Her tone was sincere as she continued, "I really hope you'll accept it."Zane, after mulling over the proposal for a

Zane understood exactly what Jack's visit was about. It was purely motivated by self-interest, a simple demand for more money by leveraging power and instilling fear. Yet, despite this understanding, Zane maintained his composure, not allowing the situation to sway his resolve."Mr. Jack, your request is completely unreasonable."Zane replied calmly, "didn’t I give you the monthly money you call 'mandatory tax' every month?" His voice steady despite the rising tension.Jack's face hardened at Zane's response, his usual facade of joviality slipping away to reveal a more sinister demeanor. "What do you mean, unreasonable? Every business owner around here knows how things work. You'd better not try to break the rules I've set," he retorted sharply, his tone now laced with irritation."And what if I refuse your, let's say, 'your request'?" Zane challenged, his gaze never faltering from Jack's.Jack sneered, a malicious glint in his eyes. "Well, then, there's no other choice for you but

Zane had recently taken up bowling, learning it from Cedric. Even with just a few practice sessions under his belt, he had quickly picked up the knack for it, impressing everyone with his natural aptitude."Thank you, Alfred," Zane said, acknowledging Alfred's earlier compliment. "Would you like to give it a try?""No, master. Watching you play is entertainment enough for me," Alfred replied with a chuckle, content to observe from the sidelines.Zane decided to bowl another frame just as Cedric, Cecilia, and Celine arrived to join them. Cedric and Cecilia positioned themselves beside Zane, watching intently as he confidently approached the lane and released the ball. It rolled smoothly down the lane, striking the pins with a satisfying crash.Cecilia clapped enthusiastically and bounced on her toes next to Zane, her voice filled with excitement. "Wow, boss, that was an amazing strike! You even look better than Cedric at this, haha."Cedric, not one to take offense easily, joined in

After running a few laps around the city park, Zane decided to take a break and drank a small bottle of mineral water. "Ah... the morning air feels so refreshing," Zane murmured to himself.[Hello, host. Do you need someone to talk to?] [It seems like you can't wait to get a new motorcycle, can you, boss?]Reading the system's message made Zane smile faintly. He replied, "Yeah, it seems like riding around the city on a motorcycle is a good idea, right? I can enjoy the fresh air directly."[Of course, host. Especially if you take one of your female friends for a ride.]"Female friends?" Zane muttered, raising an eyebrow.[Yes, host. It seems you have a few close friends. Aren't you dating any of them?]"Sistem, it looks like the information you have is all wrong," Zane responded.[But, host, there’s nothing wrong with inviting them for a ride around the city on your motorcycle. I'm sure they'd be thrilled to get an offer like that from you.]"Sistem, do you need a break? It seems li

Zane stood at the cashier's desk, ready to complete his transaction. The employee who was assisting him took the black card and carefully verified its authenticity. He looked up and asked, “Just to confirm, sir, this card is under the name Zane Gardner, correct?”Zane nodded. “Yes, that’s correct.”Nearby, the last person who had been discussing Zane suddenly exclaimed, “Ah, yes, Zane Gardner. I remember now.”“You know who he is? Who is he?” another curious onlooker asked.“He’s from Marcus Scott Company,” the person said quietly. “Yes, he’s the general manager there.”“A general manager? Could a general manager really have a card like that? I’m sure he must be more than just a general manager,” the first person speculated.“I don’t know,” the person replied, “I attended a charity event hosted by Scott Company, and he introduced himself as the general manager.”The employee, having confirmed the card’s details, swiped it through the machine. The transaction went through without a h