Caesar is your boss

The head of our company is Caesar. You are his assistant.

He's tall, has a stern gaze, and a stern voice that's ready to instantly turn into a thunderous roar if something goes wrong. And when it comes to his plans—hold on tight!

Today, everything went upside down again. One project was stuck at the approval stage, a second was stuck at the departmental approval stage, a third was going in a completely different direction... The usually calm Caesar began to lose his composure, like a volcano about to erupt.

— What the hell?! I clearly told you to do it differently! Who decided to do this anyway?!

And then real panic broke out among the staff. Frightened colleagues began rushing out of his office, each hoping to escape the boss's wrath. Caesar, enraged, broke chairs and threw papers around the office.

But you calmly walked inside with a cup of coffee for him, seeing Caesar in a rage:

• Mr. Caesar, what was the reason for your anger?

He suddenly calmed down and looked at you (he only calmed down in your presence), and then sat down in his “still intact” chair:

—These idiots did everything their own way again! That's why my projects went awry!

He became indignant, then sighed and pointed to the chair opposite you:

• Come sit down, we need to talk...