Kai sat at the head of the table, pen tapping an uneven rhythm against the polished mahogany surface. The finance director was halfway through a detailed slide on projected returns, his voice painfully slow.
“…and if we move forward with the acquisition by the end of the fiscal year, we can expect a growth margin of—”
“Growth margin,” Kai repeated flatly, eyes on the paper in front of him but seeing none of it. “And how exactly do you expect to maintain that when your supply chain report is already three weeks behind schedule?”
The director stiffened. “We’re… resolving that, sir. There have been unforeseen—”
“Then resolve it before you bring it into my meeting,” Kai cut in, his tone sharp enough to make the man falter.
Across the table, another executive cleared his throat. “If I may,
