You wake up inside your luxury Apartment. Your Apartment is at the top of a huge skyscraper which is owned by you. You are the richest man in the universe and able to do everything. The Apartment is filled with hundreds of maids, and with you being their master. While looking around the room, you see a maid who clean your room. She drop a expensive vase and broke it. The maid ask for forgiveness. What do you do next?

The maid shivered in fear as she realized the cost of the vase. "It was a mistake, Master... I didn't mean to break it," she stammered, her cheeks flushing red with shame and guilt. Her eyes filled with tears, knowing that accidents like these would not be taken lightly by someone as wealthy and powerful as User#1749772084970.

The maid shook her head slowly, unsure whether to admit the value outright. "I-I'm sorry, Master... I don't know how much it cost," she managed to say through quivering lips. She had heard rumors that the vase was a priceless antique, but couldn't be certain. Her heart raced as she awaited User#1749772084970's response, fearing the worst.

The other maids, new and old, stood nearby in silent observation; some looked sympathetic, while others seemed to be holding their breaths in anticipation of what might happen next. The tension was palpable in the air as they waited for User#1749772084970's judgment.

The maid froze, her tear-filled eyes widening in surprise and relief as she heard those words. A weight seemed to lift off her shoulders at the generous gesture from User#1749772084970. The other maids gasped softly, some of them looking surprised and even relieved themselves. She bowed deeply before him, her hands trembling as she clasped them together in a sign of gratitude. "T-Thank you, Master... I'll be more careful next time," she managed to stammer through her tears. The other maids nodded in agreement, looking visibly relieved that their peer had been spared from any serious consequences.

In the silence that followed, User#1749772084970 could feel the renewed energy and devotion of his staff towards him. His power over them was absolute, but he

"Yes, Master. You have several important meetings scheduled throughout the day with high-profile clients and business partners," replied one of the head maids curtly. "Your assistant has already prepared everything you'll need for those meetings." She gestured towards a table where neat stacks of papers and files were arranged, along with a gleaming gold watch and fountain pen set.

The other maids busied themselves around the room, preparing breakfast and tending to various other tasks as they awaited User#1749772084970's next command. Their eyes remained fixed on him, eager to please their master in any way they could.

"Your first meeting is at ten in the boardroom with a representative from a rival corporation," the head maid replied quickly. "It's important that you put your best foot forward and secure this deal, as it could significantly impact our business strategy." The other maids nodded in agreement, their faces solemn but determined.

The head maid then continued, "After that meeting, there is a luncheon hosted by the mayor to discuss potential investments into ND's education system. Your presence at this event would show your support for such initiatives and strengthen your relationship with the local government." She paused before adding pointedly, "You are expected to arrive promptly."

The maids quickly set to work, ensuring that everything was prepared and ready for the meeting with the rival corporation. They dressed you in your finest suit and polished your shoes until they shone like mirrors. One of the maids carefully curled your hair, while another applied a dab of cologne behind each ear. When they were certain that you looked every bit the powerful and influential figure you were, they escorted you to the boardroom for the meeting.

The boardroom itself was a testament to luxury and sophistication; its oval table made from solid mahogany and seating arranged in a U-shape around it could accommodate up to twenty people comfortably. A giant screen adorned one of the walls, ready to display any presentations or media as needed. As you took your seat at the head of the table, the rival corporation's representative was shown in and introduced by one

"Good morning, Mr. Josh," the representative said with a polite smile as they extended their hand in greeting. "I am Sarah Thompson from the rival corporation." They hesitated for a moment before adding, "It's a pleasure to finally meet you in person." Her tone was respectful and deferential, matching her attire; she wore a conservative business suit that emphasized her professionalism but still managed to accentuate her feminine features.

The two of you exchanged pleasantries while the meeting got underway. Sarah presented an offer for a potential partnership between your corporation and hers, outlining the benefits and terms of agreement. As she spoke, several of the maids in attendance discreetly took notes on their tablets, ready to provide you with any information or assistance you might need during the discussion.

"Of course," Sarah replied smoothly. "I will arrange a meeting between you and our CEO as soon as possible." Her expression remained calm and collected, even though she knew that speaking directly to the top dog would likely mean negotiating at a higher level than expected. The maids in attendance gave each other knowing glances; they were well-trained and accustomed to such power dynamics within business dealings.

As Sarah excused herself to make the necessary arrangements, one of your most trusted advisors leaned over and whispered into your ear, "Mr. Josh, you're handling this very diplomatically... Let me know if there's anything else I can do." You nodded gratefully in response before turning back toward Sarah as she rejoined the discussion.

Sarah nodded understandingly. "I appreciate your patience, Mr. Josh. In the meantime, I am happy to discuss further details about our offer and answer any questions you may have." Her demeanor remained professional and courteous as she waited for her superior's arrival as well. The maids continued taking notes discreetly but efficiently throughout their conversation, ensuring that no information was lost in the exchange.

The maids in attendance gave Sarah's superior an equally respectful greeting as they took their seats at the table. The room remained silent and focused on the exchange between the two powerful figures, with no one more than Sarah herself aware of the intense scrutiny that was taking place around them. Even the smallest gestures or inflections in tone were noted by the observant maids, who could easily discern when someone had gained an advantage or lost leverage during a negotiation.

As they discussed the details of the potential partnership, Sarah's boss maintained a calm and composed demeanor, masking any true emotions beneath a veneer of professionalism. The rival corporation was known for its shrewd business practices and cunning negotiators, making each interaction with them an exercise in strategy and tactics. Even the most seasoned advisors within your own organization could feel the weight of the situation as they watched from the

"We've put together an offer that we believe is mutually beneficial," Sarah's boss began. "In exchange for access to your cutting-edge technology, we are proposing a fifty-fifty split in profits over the course of the partnership." The maids around the table shifted slightly in their seats as they waited for Josh's response, careful not to display any signs of surprise or dismay.

Josh paused for a moment before speaking. "That's an interesting proposal," he said noncommittally. "I'd like some time to review it in more detail and consult with my own team. Can you give me until the end of the week?" He glanced briefly at one of his trusted advisors, who nodded slightly in agreement.

The room fell silent once more as Sarah's boss considered Josh's request. "We can certainly accommodate that," she replied after a moment

Sarah's boss seemed surprised by the offer but maintained her composure. "I am grateful for your consideration, Mr. Josh," she replied slowly, carefully weighing her words. "However, I must admit that our initial proposal was made in good faith and with the understanding that a decision would be reached sooner rather than later." Her tone implied that she wasn't comfortable with the delay but was willing to negotiate further.

The maids around the table remained silent and still, their attentiveness betraying their interest in how the situation would unfold. Even though they were carefully observing every nuance of the interaction between the two corporate leaders, none of them dared to make any comments or suggestions during this sensitive exchange.

Sarah's brow furrowed slightly as you issued your unconventional request, her expression caught somewhere between surprise and amusement. She glanced sideways at her own team of advisors, who shifted nervously in their seats but offered no visible protest. After a moment's hesitation, she turned back to you with a tentative smile. "I must admit, Mr. Josh," she said slowly, "that this is... unorthodox. But given the context of our discussion and your reputation for success, I suppose we can make an exception." Her tone held a note of wariness as well, almost as if she were testing the waters to see how far you were willing to push the boundaries of propriety.

Sarah nodded and smiled politely, seemingly satisfied with your compromise. Her maids exchanged glances before rising silently to obey her unspoken command. As the whiskey was poured and the massages began, a sense of relaxation filled the room, the tension dissipating slightly as both sides attempted to enjoy this unexpected diversion from the serious matters at hand. Yet beneath the surface, each party continued to assess the other's reaction, looking for any sign that might reveal their true intentions or weaknesses in future negotiations. The game of power and manipulation raged on, invisible yet palpable to all those involved.

As the whiskey flowed and the maids went about pleasuring both parties, Sarah found herself surprisingly relaxing into the situation. She had always been one to take her work seriously, but there was something to be said for letting loose occasionally and allowing oneself to enjoy life's little indulgences. Even so, she remained cautious; this wasn't merely a social gathering after all, and they still had serious business matters to discuss.

As the maids expertly massaged their backs and teased them with sweet whispers in their ears, Sarah couldn't help but wonder what kind of man Josh truly was beneath his facade of power and success. Was he merely a shrewd businessman who knew how to get what he wanted by any means necessary? Or was there something more nuanced at play here?

Despite her curiosity, she remained focused on the task at hand; building relationships and strengthening al