The two men sat face-to-face—an old man with glasses on his eyes and a cigar in his mouth and a young man with a beard.
The old man, the chairperson of a prestigious club that caters for influential multi millionaires suddenly put his hand into the right pocket of the coat. He found nothing, so he took a deep breath and sat down straight.
"What were you looking for?" That young man asked, "Cigars?" This younger person is himself a millionaire and deputy chairperson of the club and looking to replace the older man.
"No"
"Then?"
"I enjoy doing this, my habit," said the old man.
Meanwhile, the server arrived with the menu. The old man asked, lifting the glass, "Tell me... what is this celebration for?" "I can stay here for the next thirty minutes,"
"I am very grateful to you. You have kindly arrived on my first call. " The young man started speaking.
Don’t tell me the details; come to the point. The old man interrupted.
I need your favor!
"You could have come to my offices or asked on the phone!"
"No, not in your office."
"Now, come to the point."
"Please don’t attend tomorrow’s meeting."
"Why?" he asked, curiously.
"If you are not in the meeting staking your claim to the chairmanship, they will extend the chairmanship offer to me. That’s why, he said, with slight hesitation.
"But you surprised me with your courage"
The old man said it in a gentle tone, but it sounded as if a hungry hawk had pricked his bare body with its claws. The young man looked at the old man and thought, "Was it that hungry hawk coming towards him?
"Oh, and why should I do that? Why did you think I would propose your name for the chairmanship of this guild? "The old man continued in his cool manner. He paused for a while and then said, "Okay, I will do it for you."
"Thanks, I knew you would encourage the youth," He was a little more confident now, "But I will do that in your absence."
"That means you can't face me in the meeting. You have no courage to express your absurd ambition, right? said the old man, and he laughed aloud, almost scolding him.
"Good joke...." The old man was still laughing.
"Not a joke, it’s a fact!" The young man continued, "I have been reading and appreciating your articles since childhood."
"You're clever and cunning."
I can’t think of you saying that, "said the young man.
The old man took his purse out of his pocket.
"Please put your purse back in your pocket?" said the young man.
The festival is over. The deal is final, "the old man laughed." Listen, I am not compelled to accept anything from you.
"This is a request, not an order, sir!" said the young man with folded hands.
The old man murmured, "I’m not compelled to accept your every request." And before the young man could understand anything, he took out a note of one hundred from the purse and put it on the tray containing the coffee pot. Image
"I have explained what I had in my mind." The young man pleaded.
"I did not study political management. I am not a politician, but a literary person. "
There is nothing that I don't understand about your plan.
"What are you saying, sir?"
"You only have five minutes before I leave." He said this in a decisive tone.
"I wanted to tell you everything before carrying out my plan." The young man pleaded.
How do I understand? I haven't studied political management. I am eighty years old! Again, Again, as I already said I am not a political man... I am a literary person.
"There is nothing that you don't understand about my proposal, sir." The young man said.
"I know what you mean, son, as I know your plan." The old man looked into his eyes.
"You are missing my point, sir." He said in a sad tone,
In the meantime, the server brought the bill in the tray with the rest of the money and put it on his table.
The old man tipped the server and dismissed him.
After the server left, the old man said, "All right. You were successful in the purpose for which you had organized this meeting. You have lost your respect and my faith. Now listen to my words, I will take this risk.
"Thank you, sir."
I will not go to the meeting. You have already taken the gamble of becoming chairperson of the guild and becoming the leader of the weak opposition. I will not issue any statement of any kind against you from my side. But yes, I can not take the responsibility for others. "
"Don’t worry, sir, it’s part of my strategy," the young man said with confidence and in a cheerful mood.
"This is your baby, I hope you know how to take care of him." The old man said, rising from the chair, "I wish you all the best."
The young man did not consider it appropriate to say anything at this stage. When the old man started walking, he got up and stood up formally, but did not go outside with him. The old man had expected him to come out and see him off. Wise people didn’t look back, so he didn’t look back either.
"Bastard, he got into the trap himself!", he thought and moved out of the restaurant.
The old man reached his car and left.
As soon as he left, the young man waved at the bar counter. There was a gleam in his eyes and a smile on his face, "Bring whiskey for me, it’s time for celebration."