22 Terra Entertainmen (2/2)

”Greeting Mr. Maxwell.”

The doorman greets me when I head towards the door. He opens it for me and allows me to push the baby trolley inside.

The cute receptionist in her early twenties greets me warming and gestures me towards the elevator.

Those at the elevators also greet me respectfully and prioritize me to use the elevator.

It seems that on the account of what happened at Oxford Hotel last night, Henry makes sure everyone knows who I am and how to conduct in my presence.

This will make things run smoothly.

I really don't want to have waste time and chastise disrespectful employees.

My office is on the top floor of the building, it takes a while for the elevator to climb. I sometime wish to integrate some high-tech stuffs into everywhere I stay but doing so will cause a lot of questions.

I guess I will have suffered the pain of waiting for a while.

This is what American forced to do at least once a day – waiting in a queue.

There are several adjoining rooms in my office. They include a meeting room, a leisure room, and an amenity room. I left Antigone in the leisure room after checking her over.

Once I print out the first manuscript for Jurassic Park in the amenity room, I have a look at the phone on my desk.

Each number on the speed dial is labeled clearly.

I pressed one of the buttons to dial the Terra Literature department on the 11th floor.

Every subsidiary has an office in the building, allowing me to talk to the person in charge. They do have their own assets outside the building such as filming studio and printing workshops.

”I want to see whoever in charge of the publications. Get that person up here asap.”

I request.

”Yes sir, Mr. Maxwell. He will be there shortly. Will you require anything else?”

The response before I hang up.

It takes about a couple of minutes for the man to enter my office. It takes that long apparently because of the damn elevator. I learn his name is Howard.

”Have an editor read through this manuscript. Fix any grammar or spelling mistakes before sending it to the printing. I want the whole country to have a read by the end of next week. Once you have that done, come back here since I have another book or a couples that I want you to look at.”

Howard immediately heads off.

I call the director of Sound of Terra next. I am surprised it is a middle age woman since woman rarely hold any position of power in the 1990. But if she is capable, I do not care what sexual organs she has.

”I want contracts with all artists on this list, Miss Emily. I don't care what their asking price is, just get it done by next months. Also, make me a list of all the venues that is available. I want to hold an annual concert.”

Emily acknowledges her understanding and heads back to her department.

Gaming Department is next and then finally Terra Production.

That is the plan.

However, the gaming department is in a dire situation.

”What the hell do you mean there are no coders or designers available in the company? What the fuck have you been doing in the past months!?”

The man flinches. He couldn't stop shaking due to my anger.

”It's the company standard, sir. It is too high. It is very difficult to find anyone matching or exceeding the requirements.”

This is due the gaming market crash of 1983. Well, it happens in 1987 now thanks to the new timeline due to Chrono Holdings having absolute control over Atari.

Despite the slow death, Atari is still just a shell of its former glory. However, this produce an alarming number of shitty programmers and game developers.

This allow Nintendo to enter the scene and dominate the gaming industry.

The Super Nintendo Entertainment System (SNES) is a hot sale right now. Combining with high quality games, Nintendo is the King.

Furthermore, the first-generation 8-bits handheld console, Gameboy takes hold of the gaming market completely when it was released at the end of last year, Christmas time. Every kid wants one, but due to its pricing, not anyone can afford it.

I suppose it is time to dethrone the King. 16-bits gaming is garbage.

”Go and tell everyone in the Console Research and Development Team that they are fucking fired if they don't come to the meeting in 5 minutes. I have a PlayStation to throw at their face.”

Actually, it will be PlayStation 2 – the hottest console in gaming history. At least in the 21st century.

I will just skip a few generations.

Let's see how Nintendo likes it when their technology becomes obsolete overnight.