Strategic Investment For Mutual Success

Wang paced in the office, wondering when its owner would arrive. He was dressed impeccably but even the blind could tell that something was on his mind.

He moved, unable to sit still and after a few more seconds of pacing, he unbuttoned the collar of his shirt and loosened his tie.

The tie had felt like a noose around his neck and honestly, the ultimatum he'd been given had been feeling like an actual noose.

That was also what had driven him here today. He couldn't afford to lose everything he'd built with his own two hands.

His AI, PathFinder, had once been hailed globally as revolutionary and now, it was the subject of public ridicule, mocked for its bias and manipulation. The same bias and manipulation he'd been forced to add by the investors.

Now, they were knocking on his door with a command to sell. The journalists were circling like vultures to carrion and his rivals smelled blood in the water.

He couldn't afford another loss.