Erin paused, observed Ethan's expression, and then threw out a key offer: "Given your status and our sincere willingness to work with you, if you can confirm your leasing intention and sign the contract today, we can offer you a very sincere 20% discount off the total." The discounted annual total comes out to about $841,000."
She deliberately stated this figure clearly and slowly, then emphasized and added, "Ethan, this price is already the best offer we can put together within our authority. Among top-tier office buildings at this location and level anywhere in the city, it's extremely competitive. What are your thoughts, or do you have any other requirements around the price and terms?"
Ethan was silent for a few seconds, his gaze once again sweeping over the stunning 270-degree panorama.
Eight hundred forty-one thousand a year!
This number was by no means small for a startup.
But he wasn't short of money; he understood even more the value represented by this position and height — it was Beacon Media's first forward-looking calling card, a silent declaration to attract outstanding talent, showcase strong capabilities, and earn the trust of partners.
Here, every dollar of rent paved the way for future brand premium and business opportunities.
A rent of over eight hundred thousand a year was indeed quite reasonable.
After all, this was one of the most prestigious office towers in the city.
Whether it was the location, the environment, or the service, everything was impeccable.
Without much hesitation, he said, "Let's book it here. No need to look at anything else."
Erin's eyes instantly lit up with undeniable surprise!
Such a large deal, such a decisive decision!
She immediately bowed slightly, her tone full of excitement and respect: "Thank you so much for your trust, Ethan! I'll go prepare the official contract for you right away! Please wait a moment; I'll take you to the lounge for a short rest."
Ethan waved his hand calmly, "No need to trouble yourself with the lounge. We'll wait for you right here. Go prepare the contract directly!"
He preferred standing here, feeling the space that was about to belong to Beacon Media.
"Alright! Alright! I'm going right away! Please wait a moment!" Erin replied repeatedly, her smile almost overflowing.
She bowed to Ethan and Brandon again, then stepped into her heels and quickly walked toward the elevator with a brisk pace almost like a trot, her figure radiating full of enthusiasm.
Sunlight streamed through the massive glass curtain wall, stretching Ethan's figure atop the city as he stood elongated.
Beneath his feet lay the pulse of the city, and before him lay the starting point of Beacon Media.
As the dust settled, a new journey was about to officially set sail in this city.
...
Brandon walked over to Ethan and stood side by side by the huge floor-to-ceiling window. The vast, misty spread of Central Park seemed within reach.
With a hint of pride, he nudged Ethan with his elbow: "So, Ethan? The place your buddy picked out for you — pretty impressive, right? You satisfied?"
He lifted his chin slightly, waiting for Ethan's approval.
Ethan's gaze remained fixed on the distance, a sincere smile curling at the corner of his mouth: "Good call!"
Brandon teased, "That's... come on, look at me — I personally made countless trips scouting you a place like this, my legs are worn out! You really seem to be enjoying yourself! Took less than ten minutes to lock it all in. You're not even gonna treat me? Consider it compensation for my time and effort!"
Ethan chuckled softly, his tone relaxed: "It's a small thing! You pick the place, I pay the bill."
The two of them teased each other outside the window, joking about the lake and the skyline, creating a relaxed and harmonious atmosphere.
Brandon's humor and Ethan's calmness complemented each other in an interesting way.
Before long, the crisp tapping of heels approached from afar.
Erin had returned, her face beaming with almost giddy excitement, her steps carried on the breeze.
She held a thick, neatly bound contract in both hands and respectfully handed it to Ethan: "Ethan, the contract is ready. Please take a look."
Ethan took the contract but didn't flip through it right away. Instead, he casually handed it to Brandon beside him, his gesture as natural as handing over a glass of water.
Brandon tacitly took it, skillfully flipped it open, his gaze scanning the key terms like a scanner — leased square footage, total rent, discount terms, payment terms, and division of responsibilities.
A few seconds later, he snapped the contract shut with a "snap," nodded decisively at Ethan, and his eyes sent a signal of "No problem."
Ethan understood.
With an office lease contract of this level backed by Brandon, one of the top young men in the city, Erin had no nerve to tamper with the contract, and the terms themselves were fairly standard.
He took the pen Erin handed him at just the right moment, without a moment's hesitation. With steady and strong hands, he quickly signed his name at the client's signature line.
Then.
Under Erin's guidance, he initialed the remaining pages on three copies of the contract.
The process was straightforward and efficient.
Then, led by Erin, the group headed to the building's property management office.
Swipe the card, enter the code, confirm the amount — all in one go.
He put down over eight hundred thousand dollars in one go. The massive flow of funds showed no sign of movement on his face.
Erin solemnly handed Ethan a copy of the official contract, a key card, and a fully stocked tenant welcome packet.
Her face was filled with uncontrollable excitement: "Ethan, thank you again for your trust! Congratulations on officially moving into the 82nd floor of the Meridian Tower! We're dedicated to providing you and your company with the highest quality service. You can arrange to move your company in at any time."
Ethan nodded, and Mia tactfully took the items.
Erin enthusiastically saw them off all the way to the underground parking lot.
Brandon patted Ethan on the shoulder: "If there's nothing else, I'll head out first. I've got some things to handle at my own company."
Ethan said to Brandon, "Alright, thanks! I'll treat you to a meal sometime."
"Who are we talking to? No need to be so polite!" Brandon laughed heartily, then a mischievous glint flashed in his eyes. "But you're not getting out of this meal! Once you get the company sorted, I'm definitely coming to collect! We'll talk details on our 'influencer business' then!"
Ethan agreed immediately: "No problem."
He waved to Ethan and walked toward a modest, luxurious Rolls-Royce Ghost.
Today was clearly not the day to "show off," so he hadn't driven a supercar.
Ethan turned to Mia and said, "Let's go too!"
"Alright, Ethan." Mia replied, carrying her documents and handbag, and followed Ethan toward the bright orange McLaren P1.
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