However, it wasn''t long after the tour of thepany that a young kid, no more than a few years old, impressed and embarrassed the gossipy adults.
"Given the current state of Blue Horizon Enterprises, there seems to be no need for the Marketing, Copywriting, Creative departments... even Sales, for that matter," Cory said in an even tone. Gaylord nced at him and just smiled without a word.
Elvis was taken aback. How could this kid be more blunt than his mother?
"Boy, do you even know what a Marketing or Creative department does?" The head of Marketing asked with a forced smile, clearly unamused.Please check at N/?vel(D)rama.Org.
"I might not understand the finer details of your jobs," Cory replied, resisting the urge to roll his eyes at the adult''s phony grin, "but I''ve looked over yourpany''s operating data for the past three years. Simply put, your departments haven''t provided any value. Thepany''s been limping along on its technology alone. That''s why you crumbled so quickly in the face of Al disruption."d2
"How old are you to understand all this business data?" the Marketing head retorted with a sneer, his patience wearing thin. "For years, our departments have been working hard. If it wasn''t for your Bane Corporation Al..."
"Enough!" Elvis interjected sharply.
The Marketing head clenched his teeth but held his tongue.
Gaylord, who hadn''t yet started working, looked meaningfully at the head of the Marketing Department. "You''re asking about the age of Tech Seven here, yet he''s seen your performance data and walked around thepany, and he knows what''s the problem. But you''re clueless? You really should reflect on why even a child seems to be more aware than you."
The Marketing head dared to defy Cory, but faced with an industry titan like Gaylord, he could only swallow his words in silence.
Soon after, Elvis led Gaylord and Tech Seven to the conference room.
Today, only the technical staff were allowed inside the conference room; the rest waited outside.
The Marketing head paced back and forth, his frustration evident.
"Mr. Kiely can''t seriously be considering the words of a child, can he?"
"Rosalynn showed nothing but disdain for our staff yesterday, and today she sends her son here, making it clear she wants to mock us, trample our dignity!"
"To hell with Bane Corporation''s investment. The world''s full of investors; we won''t miss one!"
"It''s Kiely who signed that high-stakes deal with Bane Corporation, not us!"
He vented his negativity until someone couldn''t take it anymore.
"You can''t talk like that. Kiely''s taken so much heat for our sake. It''s heartless to criticize him like that!"
At that, the Marketing head scoffed, "Let''s be real, we''re just employer and employee. Isn''t he just doing his job? Thepany''s in this mess because of his ipetence! Now Wayne''s abandoning us, leaving us at the mercy of some snooty woman and her brat!"
The faces of a few Blue Horizon Enterprises executives darkened not because they agreed with the Marketing head, but because they recalled Rosalynn''s skepticism about thepany''s personnel the day before.
If apany was filled with people like this Marketing head, its downfall was inevitable.
They exchanged nces, realizing that they should take Kiely''s words about making serious cuts seriously.
Back in the conference room, Gaylord was impressed with the technical team''s abilities and listened carefully to their current market challenges.
After over three hours of discussion, the technical staff had gained valuable insights.
At the end, Cory spoke up calmly and decisively, "No matter how powerful Al bes, it''s ultimately a tool for humans. Bane Corporation Ales with its set of restrictions; it''s not for everyone. Perhaps therein lies an angle worth probing into. You might unearth a bout of inspiration."
It''s not an umon approach.
Take Al-assisted painting, for example. You can''t just create a masterpiece on a whim. It requires abination of key phrases, and the choice of words dictates the oue of the artwork.
For instance...