The Earth After Rebirth

"The meeting?"

"Same."

Felix was able to clench 10% of the stake. He didn't know anything, he didn't receive any forecasted information, he just took a risk and winged it.

He looked strange in a suit but he didn't look bad. He was a handsome boy after all. He still had his bandages on, they were peeking out from his suit.

"Oh great, you guys know each other! Perfect!" The president was relieved to have two other less people to introduce to each other.

"We go to the academy together. We're best buds." Kiro claimed him.

Felix simply nodded in agreement.

A short, fat and balding man sitting in the leader's chair scoffed. "Academy? Are we here to babysit? Where are your parents?" He said with much contempt in his voice.

Kiro was used to arrogant people by this point so he didn't take it to heart. He just simply felt exhausted, he didn't really have the heart to explain it to him that he basically owned the company.

"By the way Felix, let's go have a drink after this, it's been a while." Kiro said, purposely ignoring the fat guy.

"Brat, are you ignoring me?" He pointed his chubby finger at him, that had turned pink with anger.

"Mr. Oisen, please. Calm down. I'll introduce these two." The president said more calmly than he usually was.

Clearly the time he spent explaining his work helped him be more confident about handling people. Kiro didn't know that he could have such a commanding voice, it gripped even him.

"This is Kiro Waynworth, he owns 60% of this company. You should show him more respect." He paused to see whether Oisen would say anything, but his mouth was left agape. Shock and shame on his face.

"This gentleman is Felix, he owns 10% of the company. I own 20%, you lot are split with the 10% remaining. The arrogance is unwarranted." Jon Scott finished, taking charge of the meeting.

Kiro wanted to whistle, slap him on the back and congratulate him for being so stern. Nobody said another word. Nobody dared to look down on people who can buy them out. Oisen slowly slipped out of the leader's chair and went to seat on the ordinary chairs.

When the president noticed that nobody was speaking out of turn. He introduced everyone in the room. His vice wasn't there, which he apologised profusely for.

He silently offered Kiro the leaders seat, which he silently and politely declined, pointing out that he was the head of the company.

They had even prepared slides. They showed them the inception of the idea, from when it was nothing, up until now, when it was almost done. He explained the things it could do, and the things it had potential to be.

"You mean to tell us, this AI, could potentially replace the current one?" Oisen asked a little shocked, none of them here knew what they were getting themselves into when they invested.

Hearing about the unending possibilities it could go was very tempting.

"Yes, this code I've written. This software I've created has the potential to make our banks safer than they already are, they say they're impenetrable now, but they'll be god level impenetrable with this.

"Trains will move faster than they currently are. It was tested before and was deemed unsafe, but this tech makes it possible. We could reach the middle of the districts in just an hour if all goes well.

"Of course, the main job of this AI is finance. But it can do so much more. It can help our society with so much more, everybody loves security and this offers that.

"Naturally, I'll have to tweak and rewrite some things currently. And all I'm asking for is patience really."

The president finished, he was almost out of breath. This was obviously new territory for him. He'd most likely never given a presentation.

Kiro on the other hand was shocked beyond belief. This was absolutely new information for him, in his past life this company only offered one thing to the public, not everything the president was listing.

But he quickly reminded himself that, where the Blakeson's were concerned, something will always be amiss.

"That's amazing president Scott. You have my full support to do and release this when you feel it's ready, you're the creator after all." Kiro told him.

He smiled warmly, "Of course Mr. Waynworth, thank you sir!"

Felix nodded in agreement too. The others reluctantly agreed. They were greedy, they likely wanted to see the fruits of their investments sooner rather than later.

Jon Scott acknowledged their agreements. That's when Kiro's hand shot up, he couldn't help but smile, Kiro was truly still in school. He pointed at him.

"I'm just wondering about the name? Is that all this is? Future Inc.?"

"Oh right, we're here to change that too and hopefully land on something we can all agree on."

The race to getting their own names chosen started. The only person who didn't participate was Felix. They kept saying all kinds of names, which weren't even to their standards. A whole hour passed and they still were struggling.

"How about Kismet Inc.?" Felix's voice sounded very hoarse and tired. He was bored out of his mind and wanted out of there, it was nearing 4pm.

They all looked at each other and looked at Felix. "Great Job." They sung in a chorus. They somehow liked it. It was, new, different.

"By the way president Scott, why was Mahindra Khan here today?" He had a vague idea but he still wanted him to confirm.

"Oh, you know Mr. Khan?"

"How could I not? He's a renowned lawyer." Kiro answered impatiently.

"Is he? He'll be our lawyer. He charges 20 million per month. I've already set aside 240 million just for him, in case we run into a hiccup."

They all nodded. It was a good idea to always be prepared for the worst. Now they had the best lawyer in their corner, and Kiro didn't quite know how to feel about that.

"Meeting Adjourned!" Jon said, proud of himself.

They started walking out. Raul was sitting on the ground floor with Lily and Rosia. Felix decided to hitch a ride with Kiro since they were going the same direction.

Though their first stop would be a restaurant, the food they served at the meeting wasn't enough for a growing boy, so they were famished.

"Hey Kiro, don't be alarmed. But we're being followed."