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An invitation to mix with the cream of the society

Tom's POV

"What about the contractors?" I said into the mouthpiece.  

I stood in my office trying to quell the excitement that poured through me in rapid waves. To say I was excited was an understatement. I had been for the past few days ever since the contract signing with Adam Stone. 

Since I would be responsible for hiring contractors and all, I had been busy, all over the fucking place, trying to find the best persons for the jobs. It would be a chain of buildings with Adam Stone after all and that man had to be obsessed with quality.  

With the New Orleans hotel, it had been easy to cut corners because well, all the other investors wanted to cut corners as well. Everyone was concerned about maximum profit and didn't care what materials we used or how they were used.  

Money. It turned the heads of those bastards to play to my tune. &nb

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