"You're saying there's no problem at all?"
The Great Commander tends to wear makeup daily—specifically eye makeup. It's a peculiar style for old white men in America.
Under the intense gaze of the Great Commander, Yusuf gritted his teeth and repeated.
"Yes, there's no problem. Everything is completely compliant. The LCE cryptocurrency trading platform even designed specialized anti-speculation clauses for BEC. We've investigated over two hundred participants…."
The scene was, in truth, quite comical. Yusuf knew he was bullshitting. His superior knew he was bullshitting. He also knew the Great Commander was fully aware he was bullshitting.
The air in the Great Commander's office was dense and suffocating. Staffers either pretended to be busy or feigned distraction, daring not to focus too much on the grey-clouded investigation hovering above the Great Commander.
