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In a comfortable corporate office overlooking the Oppai River delta, two individuals sit. Their tone is polite and cordial, albeit tinged with edged words and obviously hidden aggression. Still, their smiles are broad, and the tea that quells their thirst as they speak is of high quality.
>I am glad that we could come to an agreement, these discussions have been long but altogether pleasant. I knew that leaving the GJPW was a good idea. Spaghetti Dog and Ramen Fox... so old hat... so passé. The way they run their companies, well at least how the Dog used to run his company-
She cups her mouth behind a hand, disguising a giggle
>A remnant of the old way of looking at the business. No, I dare say this audit has been excellent for the industry.
>I am quite ready to sign the contract... I will look forward to seeing what this means for the future of your fine company. I am particularly pleased to see that you aren't meeting me after a particularly lengthy period indulging in the finest Colombian exports.
She sighs
>Truly, some t-shirt companies never learn.
Jingisu flicks through the contract before her, a rather standard looking thing, nothing too out of the ordinary. Of course, there are a few key concessions, ones she'd managed to play hardball with the representatives on.
>I cannot wait to see what the future holds. This is a beautiful new era.
>...
>And I am sure my client will be just as excited
She sips at her tea
>I'm so pleased that you agreed to hand over the reigns to that dead faction... what is it that your fans say so often?
>Kek what a gothic bitch?
