"Kit Reed - Unlimited" - читать интересную книгу автора (Reed Kit)Guccis.
Yes I know you are a major player. If you were anything less, you couldnтАЩt afford me. Now regard me. Velvet Martinet, the captain of our industry. ItтАЩs okay to look. You have, after all, been cleared by Security. After Accounting. WeтАЩve accepted your nonrefundable deposit, Krugerrands as per the preliminary agreement. Naturally we had the items in question authenticated and the dollar amount pegged to the market value at the close of that dayтАЩs trading. And your net worth and growth potential evaluated before our receptionist could even think about making an appointment for you. The balance? We know youтАЩre good for it. Otherwise you would not be sitting here. Meet my eyes! This is when I look deep into you and see whether I trust you. I am the last barrier. All that stands between you and the service you so badly want from us. If I clamp your hands to the table hard enough to scare you, tough. When I take hold, thereтАЩs no man strong enough to free himself. DonтАЩt look away! Not if you want this. I said, meet my eyes! Quit hyperventilating. ItтАЩll be over in a minute. This is essential. The moment in which I make sure. Sure you wonтАЩt panic, sure you are good for it. Sure you wonтАЩt back down or attack me, sure youтАЩre not from some agency bent on breaking me. More. Rapport. We must establish rapport before we can even begin to talk about your problem. Now. You can speak. Be assured that if we proceed your down payment and todayтАЩs billable hours will be credited to your balance, which as you know comes due immediately upon signing. Time to lay your problem on the table. DonтАЩt worry. The roomтАЩs been swept and secured. Our people have been over it twice since I met with the last client. ItтАЩs safe for you to say it out loud. ItтАЩs even okay for you to call me Velvet. Oh yes, and for client protection, our cameras are recording this transaction. Um, Ah. The client sits with his head between his knees. This is so hard! The humiliation. The desire, fib. Ah! Before we start, could I ask you a couple of questions? |
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