After Philip wrapped up his reports, the conference room fell into a hush as Emily stood up.
Unlike her colleagues, she wasn't burdened with tablets or folders,just a small remote in her hand.
With a swift press of a button, the far wall transformed into a massive screen, casting a soft glow over the room.
It displayed the haunting final moments of Titanic, frozen just as the ship sank beneath the waves.
Arthur leaned back in his chair, a knowing smile creeping across his face. "Let's hear it."
Emily nodded seriously and began, "Osborn Media and Entertainment Group was established just eight months ago," her voice steady and confident. "And we've made remarkable progress during this time!"
With a wave of her hand, holographic screens flickered to life. The display shifted to a global map adorned with gold outlines of continents pulsing with vibrant revenue streams. "Let's start with Titanic."
