Faster Than Angels

[Jonny]

Faster Than Angels
Jennterista Racing Chronicles

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The Jennter Succession Conflict

Chapter 4/4: Two Faces


29th October 2209
Jennter Enterprises HQ, Copenhagen, Denmark
15:24.19

“Yes, it’s all written out already.” Jonathan stood with Henry Marsson in his office “The documents come into effect as they are on 1st November 2209 at 12 PM. From then on Jana will take over my position.”
Henry mustered the room “And do you keep these documents safe?”
Jonathan nodded “Yep, they are in my lockable desk drawer. Traditional paper, so digital errors can be avoided.”
“I see.” the young man uttered “This is the first time our company goes through a change of leadership.”
The old Bovier smiled “Took way too long. I am very happy this company even lasted until today.”
Henry appeared bewildered, given he only knew a Jennter that was a world leading multinational corporation, but he comforted “I am sure Jana will continue this legacy.”

Jonathan walked towards the door, readying to attend another issue “Ah, Henry.”
Henry followed him “Yes, Jonathan?”
He smiled again, a pure smile, that put a lot of youth into his worn face “I can’t thank you enough for all your support in all these years!”
The other man stopped in the room “Oh...no need to…”
“With you by her side, Jana will soon find the right way in this world.” Jonathan reached to place his hand on Henrys shoulder “I feel like throwing a little gathering soon.”


1st November 2209
11:58.13

A ceremony has been planned. A little resume of the companies history under the leadership of Jonathan and the current projects followed. Jana was also presenting her plans for the near future.
Finally Jonathan was sitting with Henry and Jana by his side again at a table, in front of a crowd and countless cameras on live feed.
“...and within a few minutes, my precious Jana Bovier will become the second President of Jennter Enterprises.” he read from a prepared speech manuscript while reaching out for the official documents that initiate the change of charge in the company.
“As of today, the 1st November 2209, at 12 o’clock Central European Time, Jana Bovier is the sole President of Jennter Enterprises, with all rights and obligations, with the veto power in any lead decisions, which shall only be challenged if her acting violates the ‘Codicem honoris Jennterista’-”

He abruptly stopped after opening the first page.

“This is not real.”
He flipped the pages.
“Why is this seal…”
He turned more pages.
“My signature…”
More pages
“The ink…”

12:00.00

‘The following document singularly transfers the role of President of Jennter Enterprises and all associated positions in personal union from Jonathan Bovier to Henry Marson.’

Jonathan rose out of his chair, pressing his arms into the table “WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS, HENRY MARSON!?” he shouted at the man who has been his trusted assistant for seven years.

Henry chuckled.

Jonathan grabbed him by his collar. He may be shorter than the Swede, but in his anger it did not lack him in strength.
Henry laughed and glared into his eyes with a smile that feasted on the rage of an old man “Oh Jonathan, you very well know what powers I possess now.”
He whispered those words, well aware of what could leak through to the public otherwise.
Just as much as he knew all along which technology to use to manipulate paper to his will.
Just as much as he knew all along when he could access Jonathans office.
The fruits of years were ready.

Jonathan pushed Henry down again and let the palm of his hand meet Henrys face with the highest speed he could achieve.

Henry laughed, it was one thing he didn’t care about the world to witness. At this moment, he did not “Security!”

Jonathan has been grabbed by two security guards in Jennter uniform.
Jana, dumbfounded by the surreality of the scene unfolding, finally found words “No! You can’t do that!”

“He did it himself.” Henry threw back.
Jana grabbed the document before Henry could take it.
“Jana Bovier. You hereby are fired. Security!” he spoke to her, while squeezing tight on her lower arm. Lowering the pressure on her arm, Jana dropped the papers and was immediately taken away by two other guards.

Henry collected the document, adjusted his hair and collar to the degree possible and held it towards the crowd, showing the line which marked that he indeed was in charge now.

“I am sorry for the ruckus.” he bowed towards the microphone at his place at the desk where just minutes ago the two Boviers have been sitting. “I noticed that Jonathan Boviers judgement has been clouded the past months. Perhaps he wasn’t quite aware of the things we decided on broader levels. Anyway, I promise Jennter will enter its greatest time soon.”

As such, Henry left the stage and yet again a crowd was put in awe.