Chapter 5 Spark of Innovation

"Knock knock, can I come in?" Amir said.

"Yes, come in. The door is open."

Amir entered the room with a captivating smile dancing mischievously on his lips, illuminating the space with an infectious energy. His charismatic presence instantly lifted the atmosphere, filling it with a vibrant aura of enthusiasm and optimism. With self-assured grace, he gracefully took a seat in one of the plush chairs positioned across from Nur's inviting desk, punctuating the gesture with a firm and confident handshake.

As Amir settled into the chair, it became evident that his appearance perfectly complemented his magnetic personality. He was dressed impeccably, his attire meticulously chosen to enhance his striking features and bring out his natural charm. Adorned in a stylish ensemble, he effortlessly exuded an air of sophistication and refined taste.

"Good morning, dude. How was your night?" Nur asked.

"It was fine, thank God."

"How is your day going?" Nur inquired.

"It's going fine, my brother."

"My guy, who is your tailor?"

Amir's attire was carefully curated, showcasing his keen fashion sense and impeccable grooming. His choice of clothing accentuated his physique, highlighting his athletic build and enhancing his overall appeal. Every detail of his outfit, from the tailored fit of his suit to the choice of colors, exuded an aura of elegance and confidence.

Not only was Amir's external appearance captivating, but his inner beauty radiated as well. His warm eyes sparkled with intelligence and kindness, mirroring his vibrant personality. His captivating smile, with its mischievous undertone, hinted at a playful nature that was impossible to resist.

"Haha, stop teasing me."

"I'm not teasing, I'm serious."

"Is one guy like that oooo."

"Your tailor is good, and you have an eye for quality materials too."

"Thank you, man," he continued. "Believe me, I was meaning to ask you the same question."

Nur's preference for good quality materials is evident in the fabrics he selects. He gravitates towards luxurious textiles as they not only feel sublime against his skin but also enhance the overall aesthetic of his outfits. The rich textures and smooth finishes of these materials add depth and dimension to his attire, elevating his look from ordinary to extraordinary.

When it comes to shirts, Nur's choices reflect his discerning taste. He favors crisp, tailored dress shirts made from high-quality cotton or linen, which provide exceptional comfort and breathability. The subtle patterns and textures of his shirts add a touch of sophistication, showcasing his ability to effortlessly combine classic and contemporary elements.

To complete his ensemble, Nur meticulously selects accessories that harmonize with his overall look. A slim, tastefully patterned tie, a well-polished pair of leather shoes, and a carefully coordinated pocket square are just a few of the thoughtfully chosen elements that complement his attire. These details further showcase his commitment to impeccable style and demonstrate his dedication to presenting himself with grace and refinement.

"Seriously!"

"Yes."

"I still haven't reached your level yet."

"You're not serious," he continued. "Has anyone ever told you that your Pidgin is awkward?" Amir laughed as he said.

"Haha, yes, indeed." He continued, "I'm just trying to learn because I don't always have to be formal."

"Okay." He continued, "What do you think I should do with my two million?"

"Which two million?"

"Come on, our bet."

"Haha," he continued. "Why are you so sure I'm going to lose, man?"

"Do I need a magician to tell me?" Amir said with unwavering certainty.

"Are you considering our class?"

"Not really, but isn't that supposed to be a factor?"

"Don't worry, man," he continued. "If not for the situation in the country, I'm a handsome dude. Check me out."

Nur jokingly stood up, showing himself to Amir like a model, flaunting his six-packs and touching his beard.

"Come to my office right now," Zulfa said.

"Okay, ma," he replied, hanging up the call.

Every fiber of his being would ignite with an overwhelming surge of fury every single time he had to hear or lay eyes upon his boss. The mere sound of her voice, accompanied by her formidable countenance and commanding presence, was a catalyst for an inferno of anger that coursed through his veins. It felt as though all the minor irritations and exasperations he had ever endured in her presence had accumulated within him, pushing the limits of his capacity to contain the boiling rage that consumed him.

"Is the boss right?"

"Yes."

"What is her problem?"

"She said I should come to her office."

"Okay, no problem," he continued. "See you later," he said as they made their way to the door.

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"Good morning, ma," he said, completely taken aback by her beauty.

Her mesmerizing eyes, resembling deep sapphire pools, radiated an enchanting brilliance, illuminated by the sun's gentle caress streaming through the window. The canvas of her flawless skin bore an ethereal glow, a testament to her innate grace. Cascading in artful waves, her hair gracefully framed her face, adding an irresistible allure to her already captivating presence. The elegant dress she wore effortlessly blended casual and refined elements, gracefully hugging her curves, accentuating her exquisite form, and amplifying her already breathtaking charm.

Nur found himself momentarily entranced, his heart skipping a beat as he stood there, transfixed by her beauty. A profound sense of awe enveloped him, leaving him awestruck at the sheer radiance before him. A surge of nervous anticipation coursed through his veins, intertwining with an overwhelming excitement that danced within his being. Despite his best efforts to maintain composure and remember the purpose of his visit, his thoughts continually veered back to the enchanting visage before him, forever etching her beauty into his mind.

"Morning, how are you?"

"I'm fine, ma. Thank you."

"Please have a seat."

"We have a new contract that I want you to work on."

"What contract is it, ma?" he inquired.

"I'm still talking," she continued. "We have a potential client who is interested in our services, and I believe you should be able to handle this project," she said with utmost seriousness.

"What is the project about?"

"Have you heard of SharpsonFX?"

"Yes, I have."

"What do you know about them?"

"He is a forex trader."

"Okay, that is fair," she continued. "I have been wanting him to partner with us for a long time now, and now he is giving us a listening ear."

"That is very interesting because the man has money."

"He is asking us to demonstrate our competence to guarantee him that his partnership with us is worth it," she continued. "And I don't have any idea."

Nur smiled.

"Is it funny?"

"That is not my intention, ma," he continued. "I think I have an idea, ma."

"What is it?"

"I think we should design an AI robot for trading."

With a sudden surge of astonishment, she lifted her head, her eyes widening in awe, as if a veil of wonderment had been unveiled before her.

"That sounds interesting," she continued. "Tell me about it."

"SharpsonFX is a trader, and designing an AI robot software will really capture his interest."

"Yes," she continued. "What is the robot all about?"

"AI Robot Makes Trading Easy as You Don't Have to Understand Trading, but Just the Capital You Need."

"Do you know what," she continued, "I want you to go and outline this idea and get back to me."

"Ok, ma."

"I want you to work on this with a sense of urgency," she said, leaning forward in her chair. "You should be up to the challenge."

A subtle nod of comprehension graced his countenance as he absorbed the profound significance of this undertaking. The weight of the project's importance settled upon him, and he grasped its gravity with a newfound clarity.

"As you work on this project, remember that our reputation is at stake."

"I won't disappoint you, ma."

With an air of purpose and determination, he rose from his seat, his mind brimming with ideas on how to refine and enhance this concept, turning it into a resounding success. This project presented a golden opportunity for him to earn her trust and secure her recognition of his true value. Every step he took towards the exit was accompanied by a surge of motivation and a burning desire to seize this moment and make it his own.

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"Dude, are you set to go home?" Nur asked Amir.

"Yes, man, just give me a few minutes,"

"Why did the boss call you?" Nur asked.

"Hmmmm... she gave me a new project to handle," he exclaimed.

"Wow, that's great! What is the project all about?" Amir asked eagerly as they walked down to the main road.

"Our company wants to seal a partnership deal with SharpsonFX."

"Partnership!"

"Yes," he continued. "So, we want to design software to showcase how good and wide-ranging we are, and the boss wants me to come up with a plan to make it a huge success," I explained.

"That sounds like a big responsibility."

"Yes, bro."

"Do you have any ideas yet?"

Nur grinned. "Yeah, I do."

"Do you mind sharing them with me?"

"Of course," he continued. "I think we should start by targeting our current customers first since they already know and trust our brand. Then, we can expand our reach to new audiences through social media and influencer marketing."

"That sounds like a solid plan," he said, impressed.

"Have you gotten any idea of what software to design?"

"Yeah," he continued. "I'm thinking of designing an AI robot for trading."

Amir found himself awestruck by the sheer brilliance and depth of Nur's intellect. Each interaction with Nur revealed an extraordinary level of intelligence and perceptive wisdom that left Amir in awe. It was as if Nur possessed a wellspring of knowledge and understanding that transcended ordinary bounds. The profound insights and astute observations effortlessly flowed from Nur, leaving Amir both humbled and inspired in the presence of such intellectual prowess.

"This is so impressive, man, I can't lie."

"Thank you," Nur continued. "I'm a little nervous, to be honest."

"It's normal, man, and I have no doubt that you'll do a great job," Amir continued. "Just remember to stay organized and don't hesitate to ask for my help if you need it."

Nur nodded, feeling grateful for his constant support. He admired Amir's warmth and kindness as he had a genuine interest in people and a natural ability to make them feel at ease. His infectious positivity and upbeat energy were a true joy to be around, and he always left their conversations feeling uplifted and inspired.

"Thanks, man. I know I can count on you for advice and encouragement along the way."

"Always, man, always," Amir continued. "I will be going the other way."

"Hope no problem?"

"No problem, I just want to check on my aunt."

"Okay, extend my greetings to her."

"I will, dude," he continued. "See you tomorrow."

"Take care," Nur said as they shook hands, and Amir took his leave.

Nur's mind was racing with thoughts about the project. As he walked through the bustling streets of the city, he decided to take a moment to clear his mind and meditate. He found a quiet spot by a park bench, closed his eyes, and began to focus on his breath.

Breathing in and out, he allowed his thoughts to come and go without judgment or attachment. He focused on the feel of the warm sun on his skin, the sound of birds chirping, and the gentle breeze blowing through the trees.

After a few minutes of meditating, he opened his eyes, feeling refreshed and recharged. He knew that he still had work to do on the project, but he felt more grounded and focused than before.

He was in the bathroom when he heard his phone ringing. When he came out, he saw it was a message from his boss:

"Check your email immediately. Urgent and confidential matter. - Mrs. Zulfa."