She left his office feeling strangely unsatisfied. It was as if all of the work she had put into motion had meant nothing. All she wanted to do was ask what it was that he was in charge of, for her responsibilities as managing the startup of a tech industry included having workers who over saw data analysis, web-design and commerce. More specifically, all of the people hired into the company, were actually fueling the company. There were analysts analyzing the analysts. Getting to know where their money was going and being spent, and buying out or investing in those stocks. Without knowing it, the people who worked for the company, depending on age, a few interests, their work habits and gender could therefore be translated into predictive texts and known about where a majority of their paychecks would end up.
Soon, the company opened up its own chain within the fifty-two story building, holding three to four floors with products one would find in a thriving mall. The only problem this proposed was that the ownership of all of this space cost a fortune, literally the same amount of income as had been rewarded for providing such a service. That is why she was hired on.
So now the money was being directly self-producing by the company, and nearly paying for itself due to a database that was a few floors above the shopping center. Learning and collecting purchases from workers who would be investigating what the general public had interests in buying. The town square alone was enough of a market grab. But now, what they had was 150,000 dollar salary workers, spying on 60,000-100,000 dollar workers. All a chain network of analytics to watch the spending habits of what people buy once they are reaching upper middle class wages.
This of course, wasn’t known by Elizabeth Stuart, now the manager of the complex company called, Directing Commerce. Only Mr. Arlington, her boss with the greying black hair was aware of the commerce chain.
But John Arlington sent an email to the data analysts on the major analytics top floor telling Elizabeth Stuart to have a meeting.
She didn’t even know this part of the building. Floor number 26. She was in charge of the first twenty-five floors though. Most of which had people plugged away on computers or in meetings discussing new finds within the vast business.
‘Come on in Elizabeth, my name is George Harper. Mr. Arlington sent me a message this morning to finally call you up.’
She was wearing her tight black skirt, leggings and shirt coat. As opposed to his boring plain t-shirt and corduroys.
‘I never did catch his name. And I didn’t ever receive his email address. I have been here one month and have only seen him twice in fact.’
‘Yes. I don’t expect you will see him too often, now that you are head of the company.’
‘I’m what?’
‘Well, he hired you on so that he wouldn’t have to spend so much time on those floors. You’re in charge of the company. He gave himself a raise, the company is doing fine. Anyways, please try to have an interest in me, because I am right here in front of you.’
‘Yes, pardon my- curiosity.’
‘As I was saying,’ he shifted his legs, recrossing them. ‘I am…’ he said, waiting.
‘…You are, George Harper.’
‘Very well. Yes indeed. Let me tell you about myself. I am one of the heads of the analytics. How many of us there are, I may never know. We are of course, only on the twenty sixth floor and I met somebody the other day who told me they met somebody who was going to the 40th floor. I thought this was the highest floor, until then. Enough about that though, were you aware of the twenty-sixth floor?’
‘I was not. I was only aware of 25th and below. That’s all the keys go to.’ She placed the bundle of keys on his desk, displaying the bundle.
‘My god. To every room I imagine?’ George said.
‘Until the 26th floor. Supposedly.’ She stated.
‘What exactly,’ she looked at him now curiously. ‘What do you do? If you don’t mind asking.’
‘I don’t mind, I am in charge of the networking purchases of our employees.’
‘You what?’ She paused. ‘You’re a spy? You’re spying on these people.’
He laughed and smiled into the camera that was above his desk. ‘All you have to do is say cheese. Listen, Elizabeth. We are a network. A complicated web of intel and data analysis. Now that you have earned this position. What do you spend your money on?’ He pressed.
‘Well, I don’t really spend it, I just save it and put my time and energy into helping others.’
‘And this, my friend. Can I call you a friend? This is the difference between someone with a hundred thousand dollar income and below that.’
‘No, it’s not! I spend my money just as much as anyone.’
‘Well, when we pulled up your file to hire you, we noticed your last big purchase was in 07′ and that was when you were still earning between 75,000 and 100,000. And this is the pattern for most people when they finally are able to afford everything they ever wanted. They find that their value was more so in the work they accomplished rather than the things they wished to gain. And we have seen this repeatedly with unique workers. Unless you’re saving up for a political platform or to start your own business, there’s a curiosity with your savings. We handed you a company, you can now do what you will with it. But we doubt your involvement in other expenditures because you don’t have much of a commerce trail.’
‘What the hell is this meeting about?’ She demanded as her eyes became enraged.
‘Well, we just wanted you to know that there’s a 26th floor, I suppose.’ He let out a deep breath.
‘This is insane. This is our humanity?’ She questioned.
‘Oh, of course not. This is just our company. Directing Commerce.’ George explained.
‘Tell me George. With all of this information, what does John Arlington do?’
‘I am afraid, I don’t know. But you are head of the company now. But just so you know, we did find a big purchase from Mr. Arlington last year in 17′. It’s all just a bit curious. But you’re here now.’
‘What was his purchase?’
Just then, the buzzer rang and another email instantaneously popped up.
‘I am afriad this meeting is over. Please set a good example for your workers. They are still in the purchasing phase.’ He looked concerningly at her, ‘Don’t ruin it for them.’
Mystery
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