The Mech Touch novel Chapter 3120

Chapter 3120: A Friendly Mediation

Gillian Semdam, one of the richest entrepreneurs of the Pelsa Ryndover Star System, looked grave. _{freewёbnoνel.com}

He waved his bodyguards and assistants aside as he entered his penthouse office at the top floor of the headquarters of Semdam & Sons.

His teal business suit accented with purple patterns usually instilled him with a lot of confidence. After all, not every businessman could pull off his look without looking silly.

He used to wear more earthy colored outfits in the past. Back when S&S was still a smaller player, he rarely sought to attract attention to himself.

All of that changed once S&S was vaulted to the top. The market and the competition held different expectations towards the market leader of a sector. Gillian Semdam not only accomplished this transition, but also managed to avoid the fate of his predecessors by performing a careful balancing act!

Each day, he made important decisions that allowed his company to remain stable. This was not enough for Semdam & Sons to truly stay prosperous, though.

Sometimes, he needed to make bolder decisions, especially in response to new crises and changing circumstances.

A good leader needed to know what kind of decisions they needed to make at any given moment. From what he observed from his competitors, each of them eventually failed due to misjudging the situation.

Some acted too conservatively when bolder action was required. While their companies didn't collapse straight away, the decline became progressively worse to the point where it could not be stopped anymore.

Others took too many risks and overestimated their judgement. Arrogance and greed were two of the most dangerous character traits. While every successful leader had to possess both of them to some degree, the challenge was trying to keep them at moderate levels.

Those who lost touch of reality would quickly find themselves defeated by it! Whatever fantasies they spun in their mind would not help them if their company suffered enormous losses or if they crossed a line that they should have never crossed.

For a long time, Gillian Semdam constantly reminded himself of all of the possible failings that he could make. While this didn't ensure that he would be able to avoid mistakes entirely, he thought that it was enough to keep S&S in business.

Today, he was feeling a lot less certain about that. Sweat was already pouring from his brows as he slowly sat behind his large and imposing desk.

He ignored every agenda item and every other priority in order to focus on the sudden crisis that had beset his company.

Gillian let out a deep breath before he activated nearly every security and isolation setting. His office began to lock down as solid shutters slid over the windows, energy shields came to life and interference measures blocked most signals from passing through.

The only other intact connection to the rest of the galaxy was his special communication terminal.

He reached out and pressed a specific button. Soon enough, he established a connection with his latest bane.

A high-quality projection showed up in front of his desk. It displayed a woman wearing a tight black uniform with lustrous black boots. She currently sat on a sofa of all things, as if this meeting was nothing more than a sideshow to her. A remarkable bronze-like mechanical cat rested comfortably on her lap.

Her long fingers slowly massaged the mechanical cat's back, causing the animal to purr with pleasure.

"Meow~"

"Hello Mr. Semdam. I see you have received my calling card." The black-haired woman greeted him with a smile. "I believe we have much to talk about today."

Gillian Semdam stared daggers at the woman. She was responsible for the biggest fright that he had ever experienced over his 180 years of life. Not even taking over the company after his father had eventually passed on was as concerning as the crisis that had beset him out of the blue.

He would rather have his company attacked by crown terrorists than engage in a conversation with this evil woman!

"Who might I be calling?" He asked.

"You can call me Calabast." She smirked. "You can say that I am a problem solver of the Larkinson Clan. While there are plenty of clansmen in our fleet who excel at addressing different issues, the problems I have to deal with tend to require a special touch."

The head of Semdam & Sons was quite familiar with her type.

"You're a fixer. A thief. An extortionist."

The woman shook her head. "That is a crude description, Mr. Semdam. I prefer to view myself as a… mediator."

"What is that supposed to mean, woman?"

"A mediator is exactly what you think. I mediate between parties that have differences in opinion. I do my best to make all of the parties come to an amicable agreement. The main difference with other mediators is that I am mediating on behalf of the Larkinson Clan. I am quite good at my job, isn't that right, Lucky?"

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