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Subject: GBMO...part four

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Date Posted: Sunday, October 31, 04:03:19pm
In reply to: Fairyt 's message, "News about GMBO..." on Thursday, October 21, 10:34:47am

Nikita and her friends were heading back home. She’d had a wonderful time with the girls and their teacher. At her father’s request the teacher had chaperoned them during the entire journey. Miss Belinda was her favorite teacher; she was like a mother to her. If it wasn’t for her, Nikita wouldn’t have endured the six years in boarding-school. Belinda had been her guide through all the difficulties she’d encountered, and there had been many in the first few years.

The cook Christophe, with his heavy French accent, had to put up with Nikita teasing him and being naughty, but had endured all with his ever lasting good moods. And although she’d never admit it to her father, sending her away had been a decision that turned out quite well. It had been a welcome distraction to her problems at home.

Nikita had made some friends, who lived in England as well. And the distance they lived from each other wouldn’t become too much of a problem either.
Together with these young ladies Lillian, Karen, Sara, Dori, Terry and Carla, Nikita had had a great time on her journey. Terry and Carla were daughters of a foreign ambassador, who’d sent the girls to Switzerland for education.

Now Nikita dreaded her homecoming. No way to avoid whatever was coming. But with her new found self-consciousness, she was prepared for whatever to come.


At work, Michael and Jurgen were arguing over and over about the improvements that Michael deemed necessary. Sitting at the conference table along with Mr. Jones and other employees, the two men behaved like fighting-cocks. Where Michael said necessity, Jurgen said not really. When Michael claimed possibility, Jurgen said too risky, no money.

Stating that the improvements didn’t have to be done in a very short period of time, but they certainly shouldn’t be delayed too long. They should be thinking of their clients as well.
Or didn’t they think that the clients wouldn’t become more demanding if their competitors started to advance in progress, more delivery in shorter time space, moving ahead?

Jurgen sarcastically said: ”How long are you with us? Four months? And now you think you know it all? Who do you think you are? Keep your wild ideas to yourself. We’ve been producing for years and will keep doing so. Nobody had any complaints before you came here, so I suggest you leave it that way.”

It was difficult in those days to make the same progress and changes as men did in the new world.
There were so many things to get used to suddenly. The train, electricity, motorcars, telegraph and telephone, and many other things. And that wasn’t even the end of it, because people were very busy also to conquer the sky as well, trying to fly in an engine driven machine.

The companies however, wouldn’t want their competitors to know that they were improving. No-one wanted to neither be the first nor last. And some of them started to make rearrangements and doing tests in the deepest secrecy, of that Michael was almost certain.

So if Mr. Jones wanted to keep his company existing for the next decade, he should make sure to improve.
Michael turned to look at Jones for the end decision, since it was his company.

JONES: “I must admit that I can see truth in both points of few. Of course we need to go with the progress made in the business world and as it occurs, we already have fallen behind some what, but we can still overcome this. So this is what we will do. To change radically may slow us down to much. Therefore Michael will develop a strategy to make rearrangements in de departments that won’t slow us down as yet, so the production can continue.
The purchase of new machines will have to wait until we can afford them. That will be all for now.
As for me, it’s time to find my way home. Have a nice day, gentlemen.”


The next day, Nikita arrived home. It was mid morning and Phillip was just having coffee. He’d stayed home to welcome her, and to inform her of his plans concerning her near future.

She went to his study, opened the door and walked up to the desk.
They looked at each other for a moment. Neither were moving towards each other for a hug. They just kept looking until she took the first step to conversation.

NIKITA: “Good morning father.”
Phillip : “Good morning to you to, my girl. You’ve grown quite a few inches, I see. And you look very healthy too. I’m pleased that the time spent abroad, has done you well. Sit down, girl, so I don’t have to strain my neck to look up.”

NIKITA: “If you don’t mind, father, I’m a bit tired of the journey and I’d like to rest some.”
Phillip : “Of course you can. After you’ve rested, you can tell me about your trip to Italy. And I also have some issues to discus with you. Go; make yourself comfortable, we’ll talk later.”

Well, Nikita thought, it went better than expected. But maybe I shouldn’t speak to fast. The clash confrontation will come soon enough and I better be prepared.

Phillip too was a tad relieved that this encounter went smoothly, since he already knew what was to come. She will put up a fight, of that he was shore. So, he’ll have to find a way to make it easy for her to comply. After all, it was for her benefit only. At least Michael won’t be a problem. He’ll do what ever is necessary to come to some sort of agreement for Phillip’s sake as well as Nikita’s.


‘The clash of the titans’, Michael thought, wen he arrived home in the afternoon. The arguing between the two people in the house sounded like a war has started.

They spoke with raised voices. Someone slammed a fist on the table. Then the other rose from a chair rudely, making it crash on the floor and all the time they were yelling at each other. Footsteps making their way to the door, then it was yanked open, and the person that came out stopped suddenly by the sight of the young man standing in the hallway.
‘Well, well. Maybe returning home wasn’t such a bad thing’ Nikita thought.

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GBMO...part fiveFairytSunday, October 31, 04:09:31pm
    So glad I checked!! Thanks for the new chapters!! (NT)MyrnaMonday, November 01, 07:01:55am
    Good chapter. (NT)signme1Monday, November 01, 11:55:29am

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