CHAPTER 1

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Vyom Dixit :

Coming back from my daily jog without wasting any more time, I got ready for the day, in my business suit. I was wrapping the watch on my wrist, when my eyes went on the scar below the palm on my left hand. Don't know how and when, but my fingers are tracing the scar and out of all the suppressed emotions, a lone tear managed to escape from my right eye. I furiously wiped it and moved ahead for the day.

Today is the day when I am finally entering the business arena with my company, VD Automobile Inc. Initially, it was a mere startup. I started in the 2nd year of college, but by the time I graduated , it became my everything. I gave all my time, resources and countless sleepless nights to this startup and slowly it entered into the top 20 companies of India. Coming this far was not an easy task and belonging to a middle-class family I had other responsibilities to take care of as well. Getting sponsors was one of the major tasks. There was a point when no one was ready to help me, a newcomer with tons of ideas but no backing. I almost gave up, but then came Sanjay Uncle. He helped me with finances and also got me sponsorship from an emerging company. That was all I needed. The faith and belief he had in me till date is my fuel. And today, with Sanjay uncle's and my family's blessing, I am here a few hours away from inaugurating the Head Office of VD Automobiles in Hyderabad.

Post conference, I discussed the annual agenda with the head of the departments after dismissing them, I get into my cabin, but this migraine won't let me live peacefully. Thus, I opened the drawers, harshly opened the bottle and galloped two or three tablets altogether and it was enough to energize me to start with my work. Being the stone hearted CEO makes at least one thing easy, which is employees submitting their work on time. I let them do so because of a very dear lesson to me, taught by the most cruel person in my life that is - Till the time you're joyous, nice and easily available to others or, instead of yourself, treat them as your priority, they use you, they very badly misuse you and then similar to a glass shatter you in the worst way in which you can never be repaired. Thus, throwing my emotions, feelings and all other corresponding shit things in the dustbin, I focused back on my work since all that matters to me is my work, my empire.

I called my P.A Naman.

"Call all the respective heads of the departments at 12 and I need all the department's annual vision reports and feedback of all the projects we have delivered till date on my desk within the next 30 minutes."

Avni Mehra :

As usual, post workout I had my protein shake, then prepared and kept the breakfast for Navya. Last night it was decided it was We Three night but all of a sudden Dhruv got a high fever and Amaira had to stay back. Navya was already here, so we both stayed up. I was busy with my office work, but she was talking. She indeed is a chatter box and has a habit of talking nonsense. I informed her about me going to the office and her breakfast. And left in my Jaguar.

The moment I stepped into the office, there was pin-drop silence. I moved to my personal elevator with my assistant Jiya trailing behind me. After discussing today's schedule, I started with my work. As I was reviewing the annual sales report, one thing that can be clearly seen a new competition is arising VD Automobile.Inc considering the fact that the company is new in the market, its growth is still commendable and I can clearly see that the prime motive is to beat Mehra Corporations, the strange thing is that the strategy followed here isn't an usual one but a strategy which is exclusive to only the top students of business curriculum, interesting.

I was busy with my work, just then someone barged into the cabin, none other than Navya Singhania.

Navya yelled " Avni, Avni "

" What is it now?" And why are you shouting when I am sitting right in front of you."

But as usual Miss. Navya yelled like a madwoman "Shut up and tell me do you know what time it is and god!! Where is your mobile? And how long have you been in this cave of yours?"

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