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Carlisle took a deep breath, steadying himself. He had a lot riding on this meeting, but the tension wasn’t lost on him. Lethan wasn’t just any business owner—he was a power player in the industry. Carlisle knew this could be a big opportunity for him, but how to approach it without seeming too desperate was the challenge.
“I’m looking to start a business, something that could benefit both of us,” Carlisle said, leaning forward slightly, trying to gauge Lethan’s reaction.
Lethan raised an eyebrow, clearly intrigued but not yet convinced. “Go on.”
Carlisle continued, “I’ve been working on a project related to online gaming—account farming, to be precise. I know that’s not everyone’s cup of tea, but with the right investment, it could be quite profitable. And I think you could benefit from being involved.”
Lethan’s eyes sparkled with curiosity, though he remained silent for a moment, considering the proposition. “And what makes you think I’m interested in something like that?” he finally asked.
“I believe it’s all about timing,” Carlisle said, leaning back a bit, choosing his words carefully. “The gaming industry is expanding rapidly, and there’s a gap in the market for services that aren’t fully tapped into yet. With your resources and connections, we could make this into something big.”
Lethan took a sip of his coffee, eyes still fixed on Carlisle, as if measuring him. “You have quite the confidence for a college student. But confidence alone won’t get you far.”
Carlisle met his gaze steadily. “I know. That’s why I’m not here just asking for money. I’m offering you a chance to be part of something that could revolutionize the way people interact with online games. You’ve got the power to make it happen.”
The room seemed to fall into a brief silence as Lethan studied him, a look of contemplation on his face. Finally, he spoke.
“I’m not in the habit of throwing money at just any idea that comes my way, but I respect ambition. I’ll tell you what—if you can show me something tangible, something I can believe in, we’ll talk further. But you need to prove you can deliver, Carlisle. You’ve got one shot.”
Carlisle nodded, his heart pounding in his chest. This was the moment. “I’ll get you the details—soon. You’ll see I’m not wasting your time.”
Lethan smiled, the warmth returning to his demeanor. “I’ll be waiting. Don’t disappoint me, Carlisle.”
Carlisle stood, his mind racing as he made his way out of the cafe. He had a chance—a real chance. But now, it was up to him to make sure he didn’t waste it.