The CEO brags their life is better than any alliance citizen could ever dream of having. The CRC bets them 1 year that they will instantly join the alliance if they knew that life. The CEO tries, 1 year later, the CEO hands their empire to the CRC. -- Lessons
Day One. These Alliance folk are fools. I'm going to win this dumb wager. I make a better life than the one I already have, and they gain my entire empire. I remain in squalor, and they send experts to study my techniques. Of course I start with nothing and pull myself up by my bootstraps.
Nobody is going to help me. Nobody helped me rise to my position in the first place. I earned everything I got. Of course I understand that many folks won't know about the bet. I expect nothing more than what any other of those soft, lazy, know-nothings in the Alliance would get.
Day 2. A residence, medical care, and fresh food right off the bat? These Alliance sponges are nuts. There's no motivation once the plebeians have everything they need. I booked a skill testing to guarantee I'll get the work I can perform adequately. I expect to excel. I am, after all, tougher and naturally superior to any of these soft permissive leeches.
Day 5. Promotion! Of course it took a couple of what they think are remedial courses to reach higher, but it was no stress on my superior capabilities.
Day 13. THEY PAY TAXES! Not only do they pay taxes, but they steal time from people who are already busy! I spent the entire day painting a residence and hauling tools for some other plebe who's just going to get this place for free!
I was grumbling about it until one of them told me that I got my place for free. Anyone who needs, gets in this weird organisation. And it's the taxes like this that pay for their needs.
I don't like it.
Day 20. Another promotion. Their remedial education is ludicrously easy and with promotion comes perks!
I'm not so sure what I think about the corporation owning my new residence. On the other hand, it's a better residence and comes with a subscription to newer entertainments. There's even some access to live performances I couldn't otherwise afford.
I'm getting some savings. I have an account. I see the trap here. I'm not going to spend on anything I don't need. Anything they give me for free is everything I expect to get.
Day 100. One month into this ordeal, and their education is getting harder and harder. The good news for me is that I can take these classes at a pace I can manage them.
Day 200. Another promotion. I can buy my own residence and not be beholden to the corporation for my shelter. I'm getting ahead of their little baby race.
Day 400. I don't really want to climb any higher. I have enough. I'm happy. This whole place, the way it's organised... everyone is nice. Everything is nice.
It's so nice here.
Day 500. Okay. I lost. But it still feels like winning.
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