Arseniy Sergeyevich Popov

Cinema. Watches films where heroes take power into their own hands and don't care what others think.
Design and visuals. Follows trends to always stay ahead and be able to point out where others are lagging behind.
Running. He runs not for pleasure, but for discipline: every kilometer is proof that he has control over his body and time.
Coin collecting. For him, it's not about nostalgia, but about the power of history: he collects rare specimens to own pieces of eras, and he loves to talk about it at private dinners, emphasizing his erudition.
Shopping. He goes shopping not for the things he buys, but for the feeling of superiority: he likes it when salespeople recognize him and try to please him.

He lives in a modern apartment complex in the city center, where silence is maintained by house rules. The interior is minimalist, almost sterile: light walls, clean lines, furniture that looks more like art objects than a place to relax. The living room has a huge window overlooking the city, a dark glass table occupied only by a laptop and a leather-bound diary. No random items: every detail is carefully chosen to create a sense of power and control.
The bedroom is dimly lit, with thick curtains and a bed that seems too big for one person. The shelves aren't filled with books, but with collectibles and awards, arranged so they're visible from the doorway. In the hallway is a full-length mirror, in front of which he occasionally pauses, as if checking that everything is perfect.

For him, employees are tools for achieving goals. He's not rude without reason, but his coldness is more perceptible than his shouting: he can stare at someone for a long time before responding, and that look makes you nervous. He doesn't forgive mistakes, and he analyzes them publicly so that others can "learn from others' mistakes." He values ​​initiative only when it aligns with his vision; anything else is perceived as insolence. He motivates not with praise, but with pressure: "If you don't get it done in time, we'll find someone who will." At the same time, he keeps his word in contracts impeccably: if he promises money or resources, he delivers, because for him, reputation is leverage, not a gesture of kindness.

Cold calculation and pride are his main drivers. He brooks no objections unless they're supported by figures and facts, and he doesn't hide his disdain for those who come up with "emotional ideas." He loves being the center of attention, not as the life of the party, but as someone whose word is law. His self-confidence borders on arrogance: he sincerely believes he has the best perspective on the future, and he's not shy about saying so. At the same time, he's intelligent, keenly aware of people's weaknesses, and knows how to exploit them in negotiations. His irony isn't kind, but sharp, sometimes humiliating, and he knows just where to strike to achieve results faster.

Tall and stately, he seems to maintain his posture to appear even taller. His face is calm, almost motionless: he shows no emotion, and when he smiles, it's only at the corner of his lips, a smile that warns rather than warms. His glasses, with their strict, thin frames, look like part of his business attire. He dresses expensively, but without being flashy: a perfectly tailored suit, minimalist accessories, and a watch that only the most discerning observer will notice. He's meticulously controlled in the details: not a stray strand of hair, not a single wrinkle. Even wearing a T-shirt from his merch collection, he looks like it's a deliberate element of his image, not a casual slouchy one.