Making A Final Offer
The two got instant scare when they heard what I just said.
"What? You are coming to their homes, using their people and facilities, and you also want them to follow your old banners as well?" I calmly met their questionable gazes with a calm smile over my face.
"Time changes, and you have to adapt or fall behind and rot," I kept pouring buckets of cold water over their heads, "tell me then, what can your companies provide except for old and obsolete tech and weapons?"
"We…"
"We can give them anything they want!"
"Wrong," I slowly shook my head, "you have nothing of value to give to those young people here. Money? Wealth? Esteem and prestige? A highly honoured position in your company? Come on, be a little realistic please. In such a time and world, you have nothing of value to offer that they didn't already have."
The two looked at each other and at the other people beside them in silence and hesitation.