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She/Her
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March 6th
Nimbasa City
Asexual
Ultramodernist
Executive
Look to the future, see in it everything you've ever wanted. Now find the strength to grab it.
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Xenon Antheil
What The #!@& Is A KPI
POSTED ON Jan 30, 2024 8:02:43 GMT
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Let it be known that even she wasn't immune to a little bit of good old fashioned flattery every now and then, her chest puffing out just the slightest as Howard compliments her incredible capability to do the bare minimum in holding a business together for a month. Truly she was a financial powerhouse if there ever was one, except she wasn't which was why she was here in the first place to ask for help with this crap. [break][break] "Well you know, I think I've done pretty well for someone with no formal schooling. Not to brag or anything, but I AM kind of a genius." A beat passes as the girl processes what she just said, her face grows stone cold as she steeples her fingers in front of her face. "You didn't hear that. Moving on." [break][break] Just how did she obtain such a lucrative piece of property? "I engaged in very serious negotiations with a man who was very deep in debt with Rocket. It was an intense transaction, we were all very invested in making sure that everyone got out with everything owed to them, especially me." Her lips quirk up a bit as she withholds a laugh at the memory, leaning back in her chair and looking at the ceiling. "But at the end of the day he decided to give up his wonderful little club in exchange for both... one, of his kneecaps. Yeah, it was just the one I left him with." Xenon nods to herself firmly, pushing her leg against the floor and spinning the chair around in a circle. [break][break] "But none of that shit matters, what's past is past I always say. What's much more important right now is how this place can turn a profit." A beat passes as Xenon continues spinning in her little chair, her genius intellect working hard on the numbers she had given Howard and just how to make all those red numbers into nice black ones and zeroes. Her leg kicks out against the ground again and her momentum halts, the look on her face can only be described as utter exhaustion as she looks anywhere but those damn papers. "I'm only going to say this once, if you ever tell anyone I said this I will deny it and I will break half of the bones in your body regardless of your status as my boss. I have no idea how the fuck businesses make money." Okay she understood like, the vague implications of how a business made money. You sell stuff to people who want to buy stuff right? What she didn't understand was all the steps that came before that selling stuff or how to most efficiently get people to buy the stuff or how to get people to come to your business so they can buy the stuff or what the Stuff even was that a club sold.
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