Pumarada ang itim na Mercedes Benz sa harap ng Olympus.
It was 8:00, Tuesday morning. Wearing my usual office attire, I got out of the car---feeling kind of different.
Nakikita ko nang nagsiayusan ng positions ang mga tao sa lobby through the glass doors.
I don't know why they always do that.
"Magandang umaga ho, Ser Z!" nakangiting bati ni Donald, ang security guard at saka pinagbuksan ako ng pinto.
"Good morning." nakangiting bati ko sa kanya pabalik.
Pagpasok ko pa lang sa lobby ay nagsiyukuan na ang mga ulo ng mga empleyado at sabay-sabay na bumati ng "Good morning, Sir Z!"
"G'morning." tipid na bati ko na lang at dumiretso na sa elevator.
Hindi ko alam kung bakit hindi nila magawang batiin ako ng 'Good morning' sa normal na paraan at hindi ganoong parang isa akong Arabian Prince na dumating.
I dealt with it every single day and I told them for so many times na hindi kasalanan sa batas ang bumati sa kanilang employer ng simpleng morning greetings pero ganoon at sa ganoon parin iyon nauuwi kaya hinayaan ko na lang.
I blame my father for this. His people treated him like he was some Emperor and so being the rich man's son, they gave me the same treatment.
People respect and feared Leonardo Tyrell because of his authocratic and perfectionist personality. And I had to deal with this kind of life when I was born looking exactly like him---Zeus Tyrell, his father's younger version.
Nobody knew that my father wasn't as fearsome as they thought he would be. Of course, he's a father at home and a very powerful man of the society at the same time.
Nobody even knew that he entered into some childish agreement with a college friend.
Pagkaalala sa issue na 'yon na kinasangkutan ko ay hindi ko pa rin maiwasang mainis, although I already got over with it.
The elevator door opened at pagkabukas niyon ay nakaabang na si Lucia, kipkip ang ilang folders.
Lucia is a small, thin, middle-aged woman with very sharp eyes under fierce eyeglasses.
Her curly hair arranged so tightly in a bun gave her a more 'villain' look.
Lucia is my secretary eversince Olympus began. Dahil aside from her skillful qualities, she's the most meticulous and she can be trusted.
"Good morning, Sir. Madam called today at nagbilin na tawagan mo siya as soon as you arrived."
Not gonna happen. I need some peace right now.
Naglakad ako diretso papunta sa office ko habang nakasunod naman si Lucia.
"Mr. Chan called after Madam to say that he agreed to the contract. He will be here personally in half an hour to sign the papers."
Ipinagbukas niya ako ng pinto na may nakasulat na: 'OLYMPUS CORP. ZEUS VENSON Q. TYRELL PRESIDENT AND CEO' ---which I hated the most because I'm perfectly capable of opening my own doors.
Dumiretso na lang ako paupo sa swivel chair ko.
"You have a meeting at the Conference Room, 1pm sharp. And Mr. Ventura..."
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