Yale Group.
CEO's Office.
Harrison Yale sat at his office desk, his black suit outlining a stern silhouette.
His upright posture exuded precision as he leisurely flipped through the documents in front of him, his peripheral vision occasionally glancing at the wristwatch on his hand.
As if waiting for something.
After a while, the door to the office opened.
The secretary walked in with the itinerary.
"CEO, the department meeting will begin this afternoon..."
Before the secretary could finish speaking, Harrison Yale stood up from the office chair, adjusted his blazer, and walked out.
Entering the meeting room.
A group of department managers were already seated inside, waiting respectfully.
"The meeting begins." Harrison Yale's words were brief but powerful, with a compelling force that rendered the atmosphere in the meeting room solemn.
His obsidian-like eyes emanated an unsettling glow.
