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He was standing in his balcony, feeling the cold night and sipping over his black coffee.
Suddenly , he saw a silhouette in the garden moving near the boundaries. He placed his coffee aside and mov...
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A man in his mid-twenties was sitting in his comfortable chair in his opulent cabin. The cabin was dead calm.
One hand was tapping on the surface of the black mahogany table. And another hand was busy holding the cup of coffee whereas his mind was occupied by the laptop on which he was making a presentation. His eyes fixed on the screen where different graphs were passing by.
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AdhirajSingh Rathore. (27 years old)
A sudden knock on the door broke his trance.
"Come In", He said in his authoritative voice.
A man entered with a smile on his face and happily said, "Adhiraj!! We got the deal with the partnership with 70% of shares in profits."
A miniature smile tugged in his sculpted lips, "That's a piece of good news, Rohan. Take a seat first..."
He gestured to him to settle himself.
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Rohan Bajpeyi. (27 years old)
Rohan sat on the chair.
Adhiraj cleared his throat and said, "Rohan! You worked very hard on this project. I think you deserve a holiday."
Rohan was shocked, "What? Holiday? The workaholic boss is giving me a holiday? Unbelievable!!" He banged the table lightly, being his dramatic self.
