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Howl.

Howl.

He had worked it all out, he thought. Having entered the company offices many years before. From the bottom he had made steady progress. Feeling his way at first, to then gain more accelerated advancement, through selective " training " programmes. In these he had done well. So, his movement towards upper management " responsibility " was assured, for some time.
He, represented the " old guard " devoid of contemporary interpretations of " laissez-faire " manipulations, away from standard regulatory authority. He certainly did not want to " rock, the boat " seeing steady application as the means to " most trusted status. " In this position he could impress freely on others his credentials to form unique " deals " far removed from the " stale " corporate precedent. It, was no surprise, therefore, when he was given " The Job " ! He had caught the attention of one who shared his reasoning. Behind doing, what he was doing.
In the grand " scheme, " he received notification of his transfer to the next floor. Where he had only been once before. His nerve held, quite rightly, on that day. When his value and worth were " tested " beyond what he ever expected possible, in this traditionally influential place, spreading something envisaged an equivalent to " virtue. "
Constantly " ranked " by, ancestry, as well as some mystery, according to the wants and whims of the " high-fliers " around town. Looking for a " quick buck, " whenever and wherever it was deemed suitable to do so. The multiple business opportunities beckoned, here, as " the rough made the smooth," in differing tones to elsewhere. Or, something like, that. All commentators on this sort of thing supposed. And, reported. To some amusement, at various events, it must be said." The Wolf Of Wall Street " effect certainly lasting longer than many conceived it would.
In " The Move " he quickly came to ascertain his proper function. As, she walked in. The " boss " of this department. Leaving none in any doubt why she was there. He had been given his duties, but, nevertheless saw her " approach, " to much acclaim, as fated. The " mark " of approval and respectability once more, coming into play. He did not expect anything other than a usual acknowledgement. He was shocked, then. By, what he did get. The " green " light.
He sensed her " interest " from the start. She was the subtle organizer he knew well, but not. He had only chosen to work, and nothing more, elsewhere. Here, his instincts told him extra effort was preferred. Probably, in the name of " team " success, over, and above, the historic result. He knew his chance had come, to test his " metal " where it was truly accountable, to governing " principles " ! The day of judgement had arrived. Upon his reliable, consistent, trustworthy nature.
He felt. He knew, he had it, " in the bag " ! As his father had predicted. When he saw him " muck out the pigs " with such dedication.
Talent, his father said, should not go to waste.

See the " big " picture, " DISCLOSURE " !  

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