12 Introductions 3 (1/2)
A sudden realization hit JJ. He was so very used to everyone around him pointing blame at others, or calling his thoughts childish and unprofitable, that he almost fell out of his chair at Ci-ci's answer.
”If we create a video game, it's true that I can work behind the scenes and never put my name on it. That way, Petrov Technologies won't take a hit. But, I have bigger goals than that, and I'm sure our team leader also has bigger goals too, right?”
Milana involuntarily nodded, being swayed by Ci-ci's words. Although she knew she could never be an Inventor, that didn't mean that she didn't want to succeed, and Milana didn't think that video games were something she wanted to spend the rest of her life on.
She wanted Petrov Technologies to expand and one day reach the influence of some of the largest technology companies in existence now. She wanted to reach a place where Petrov Technologies could have a sector devoted to video game development, and still have another that could help with city planning and yet another that helped with communication. She didn't want to be put into a box.
”However,” Ci-ci continued, ”I'm your handicap.”
They all looked at Ci-ci with confusion clear on their features. It was clear that Ci-ci was self-aware about the hole he had put himself in, so why did he do it? Why did he anger the world?
Right now, millions were assuming that Ci-ci had turned down the Grandbell Award thinking he was above reproach. And yet, Ci-ci was making it very clear right now, that he knew there was punishment in store for his actions.
”At the same time, though.” Ci-ci eyes flashed with something imperceptible, ”Without me, Petrov Technologies will always be stuck at this level.”
At that moment, they all thought the same thing, 'How dare you?!'
Who was Ci-ci to say that they couldn't succeed without him?! But, Ci-ci's next words were like a blanket over the flames of anger.
”JJ. Orphan. You're a near unmatched genius. Honestly, if I wasn't so conceited, I'd probably feel a bit inferior.” Ci-ci's words came off like he was joking, but the seriousness in his eyes couldn't be ignored.
”Admitted to Grandbell university at 12 years old, two years younger than I was admitted. There were many times I wanted to meet you, and yet you're a recluse. You never went to class, never took a test, and never showed any interest in any subjects not pertaining to computer engineering despite having the IQ necessary to become an Inventor.
You were kept on despite your failing grades because of your genius, until you hacked into the wrong servers and got caught. After spending four years in juvenile detention, you were released just two years ago. Your name was washed from history and even the Grandbell records no longer speak of you. Now that you're nineteen years of age, with no degree, the only company willing to allow you to practice is a place like this.”
JJ trembled at Ci-ci's words, having no idea how he knew all of this. And yet, before he even had the courage to look up, Ci-ci had already continued.
”Nicholas. Bastard son of the Ivanriche family.”
”You!” Nicholas stood in a rage.
But, Ci-ci seemed completely unperturbed by Nicholas' sudden outburst.