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“Ed, it’s going to be fine. Our presentation knocked their rep’s socks off ; it’ll do the same for the VP.”
“It has to. Your job isn’t the only one on the line here.”
Jared stiffened a little. He didn’t doubt he’d be on the chopping block if TCL didn’t come through, but why did Ed look so nervous? His father owned the company. “What do you mean, not the only one?”
“We’re counting on TCL, you know that. If this falls through…well, our existing client base is dwindling. The economy has hit everyone hard, and people are spending a lot less on advertising and doing more of it themselves. TCL is our cash cow, without them, half this office could be shut down. We just won’t need the manpower.”
Jared’s spirits sank. Not only had he been under the impression DenMar was doing well, he’d been expecting the company to expand regardless of the TCL account. Apparently the top brass was good at keeping the company’s financial woes a secret. Cutting half the office staff meant more than a dozen people out of work. All if Jared didn’t nail this account. He hadn’t given any thought to the idea that Emerson would play favorites until she’d mentioned her fear of what someone might think if anyone discovered they’d shared a room in New York. Now he had to wonder if she would be forced to give the account to Metro just to prove she wasn’t playing favorites. Would their liaison actually hurt DenMar’s chances?
“Ed, don’t worry about it. We nailed it before. We’ll nail it again.”
“Let’s go over the presentation now and see if we can do any tweaking.”
Jared sighed. “Sure, there’s always room for improvement.”
“Meet me in the conference room in ten minutes, we’ll pull together a think tank to make sure we’ve covered everything.”
“Will do.”
Ed left Jared’s desk and started herding together employees to sit in on the conference room meeting. Jared stared at his phone. He could call Emerson quickly and see if she could offer him any advice…or he could just go with his instincts which had been spot on up until now. No second guessing her or him. His presentation was the best, and TCL’s VP would be just as impressed as Emerson had been, their sensual liaison notwithstanding.
* * * *
Wednesday morning Emerson sat in the conference room at TCL , nervously tapping a pen against her coffee cup. Jared hadn’t been able to see her last night. His boss had made him work late refining the presentation for today. She only hoped they hadn’t overworked the concept or managed to strip it of its grass roots appeal in an effort to out-flash Metro Ads.
Frank Eckert and George Todd walked in, putting an end to her tapping. Her stomach churned as the men greeted her and took their seats. She rose and addressed her audience, never more aware that this was the most important project of her career. She had to pull it off without anyone thinking her decision had been influenced inappropriately or no one would ever take her seriously again.
She greeted Eckert and Todd and launched into her well-rehearsed speech about how important the choice of their advertising team was, and how honored she was to have been given the opportunity to make the decision. Then she added a little flattery, saying how Eckert’s and Todd’s opinions mattered to her and their input was necessary for her to make the right choice to TCL.
Fortunately they ate it up.
When she invited Metro Ads’ team into the conference room, her stomach calmed a bit. It was all over but the applause now. She had no doubt her boss and his boss would like Metro Ads ’ sleek , futuristic - themed campaign, but when they saw Jared’s more thoughtful presentation, they would have to be blown away.
Dan Archer gave Emerson the once over as he took point at the head of the room. He even winked at her, and she pretended not to notice. In the bright fluorescent lights of the conference room, he
“Ed, it’s going to be fine. Our presentation knocked their rep’s socks off ; it’ll do the same for the VP.”
“It has to. Your job isn’t the only one on the line here.”
Jared stiffened a little. He didn’t doubt he’d be on the chopping block if TCL didn’t come through, but why did Ed look so nervous? His father owned the company. “What do you mean, not the only one?”
“We’re counting on TCL, you know that. If this falls through…well, our existing client base is dwindling. The economy has hit everyone hard, and people are spending a lot less on advertising and doing more of it themselves. TCL is our cash cow, without them, half this office could be shut down. We just won’t need the manpower.”
Jared’s spirits sank. Not only had he been under the impression DenMar was doing well, he’d been expecting the company to expand regardless of the TCL account. Apparently the top brass was good at keeping the company’s financial woes a secret. Cutting half the office staff meant more than a dozen people out of work. All if Jared didn’t nail this account. He hadn’t given any thought to the idea that Emerson would play favorites until she’d mentioned her fear of what someone might think if anyone discovered they’d shared a room in New York. Now he had to wonder if she would be forced to give the account to Metro just to prove she wasn’t playing favorites. Would their liaison actually hurt DenMar’s chances?
“Ed, don’t worry about it. We nailed it before. We’ll nail it again.”
“Let’s go over the presentation now and see if we can do any tweaking.”
Jared sighed. “Sure, there’s always room for improvement.”
“Meet me in the conference room in ten minutes, we’ll pull together a think tank to make sure we’ve covered everything.”
“Will do.”
Ed left Jared’s desk and started herding together employees to sit in on the conference room meeting. Jared stared at his phone. He could call Emerson quickly and see if she could offer him any advice…or he could just go with his instincts which had been spot on up until now. No second guessing her or him. His presentation was the best, and TCL’s VP would be just as impressed as Emerson had been, their sensual liaison notwithstanding.
* * * *
Wednesday morning Emerson sat in the conference room at TCL , nervously tapping a pen against her coffee cup. Jared hadn’t been able to see her last night. His boss had made him work late refining the presentation for today. She only hoped they hadn’t overworked the concept or managed to strip it of its grass roots appeal in an effort to out-flash Metro Ads.
Frank Eckert and George Todd walked in, putting an end to her tapping. Her stomach churned as the men greeted her and took their seats. She rose and addressed her audience, never more aware that this was the most important project of her career. She had to pull it off without anyone thinking her decision had been influenced inappropriately or no one would ever take her seriously again.
She greeted Eckert and Todd and launched into her well-rehearsed speech about how important the choice of their advertising team was, and how honored she was to have been given the opportunity to make the decision. Then she added a little flattery, saying how Eckert’s and Todd’s opinions mattered to her and their input was necessary for her to make the right choice to TCL.
Fortunately they ate it up.
When she invited Metro Ads’ team into the conference room, her stomach calmed a bit. It was all over but the applause now. She had no doubt her boss and his boss would like Metro Ads ’ sleek , futuristic - themed campaign, but when they saw Jared’s more thoughtful presentation, they would have to be blown away.
Dan Archer gave Emerson the once over as he took point at the head of the room. He even winked at her, and she pretended not to notice. In the bright fluorescent lights of the conference room, he
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