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It's been a year since the downfall of the Price Enterprise company, piece by piece, shares by shares the business was at its last breath. the person suffering the most from this downfall was Robert Price. He looks tired, old, and helpless every time I meet him he looks older every passing second. he tried for a loan but the bank wouldn't sanction him one, he sorts out his friends and business partners but no one wants to invest in a drowning company. It's heartbreaking watching the most prestigious people crumble to the ground. "Hey, you ready to go?" asked Adrian, yeah, the bartender Adrian. we are sort of best friends now, attached to the hips and he also works here at Price enterprise as an intern. funny thing is even after telling him not to join my company he still insisted. I don't