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A meeting was underway inside a beautifully customized, small meeting room within the company, which he had traveled all the way from his home country to attend personally due to the critical importance of the session.
Not a single ounce of noise could penetrate the room because of the strict security arrangements on the way to the floor where the meeting was taking place. Among the people inside, there was not a single individual whose safety wouldn't warrant a national military intervention if anything were to happen to them—especially the Fleet Admiral present. Because of him, the entire building was surrounded by highly formidable navy personnel in their full uniforms, directly confirming that their fleet commander was on-site. At the rank and position he held, his life alone was treated with the same gravity as the life of the entire nation.
Every other meeting and operation within the company had been put on hold from the moment he arrived and entered the premises. Only after he departed and they received reassurances of a positive outcome would anyone return to their regular duties.
Starting from the very base of the elevator leading upstairs, his navy officers stood on guard. Not a single one of them had their eyes, ears, or attention diverted from any movement taking place, as elevator access to the upper floors had been entirely shut down until he left the building.
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