One day earlier.
Backlund, Cherwood Borough, Rosen Trading Company.
"This is our next new venture-a shipping company I just acquired."
Seated behind his desk, Lorne handed a stack of documents to Benson, the business manager standing before him.
"I've marked the key points and things to watch out for."
He pointed to several red circles on the documents.
"I'll need you to put in some extra work over the next few days. Fully integrate this shipping company's routes and vessels with our existing arms and pharmaceuticals distribution channels. Run the numbers carefully and see how much we can save on logistics after the integration."
"Of course, Mr. Scott. I'll put together a detailed integration plan as soon as possible." Benson nodded.
At the same time, he was rather astonished by his employer's business moves. No sooner had he secured a major military contract than he quietly acquired a shipping company. His knack for expansion was truly impressive.
They continued discussing work for a while. Once the business was out of the way, the atmosphere in the office gradually relaxed.
"How have things been lately? Have you settled into life in Backlund?" Lorne asked casually.
"Yes." Benson nodded, a gentle smile appearing on his face.
"Thank you for asking. My family is doing very well in Backlund. The apartment we're renting now is much more spacious than our old one, and Melissa's studies are going smoothly."
"That's good..."
Lorne smiled and nodded.
If you weren't doing well, a certain fellow far away at sea would come after me... he grumbled inwardly.
"By the way, all sorts of charity events and donation drives have suddenly become fashionable in our circles lately..." Lorne paused in thought. "Benson, do you know Backlund Technical University?"
"Backlund Technical University?" Benson looked startled, then nodded. "Yes. My