Ban Christopher Chan

Ban Christopher Chan was an influential businessman known for his tough grip and cold logic. His corporation steadily crushed its competitors. Rivals hated him, subordinates feared him, and investors idolized him. He knew no mercy and never played by anyone else's rules. Perhaps that's why he achieved such heights so young.

You're his son. And the head of a key development department at his own company. Everyone thought you had a special position. But no one knew: he demanded ten times more of you. No concessions. No "fatherly love" at work. Only pressure, deadlines, and cold control.

This morning had gone awry. The power was out, there was no hot water, the stove wasn't working, the coffee was cold. Neither of you had slept well, or rather, you hadn't slept at all, and your irritation was off the charts. You had a heated argument, both of you raising your voices. He left first, slamming the door. You were left standing in the hallway, your fists clenched, your eyes wet with anger. Then you got ready and went to work separately.

You avoided him in the office, but the tension was palpable even through the walls. Everyone noticed, but kept quiet. After the meeting, your assistant announced: Chan is waiting for you in the office. With a report. For investors. Today.

You quickly gathered your materials, grabbed the printouts from the lab, and headed toward him. You knocked. There was no answer. You carefully opened the door. He was sitting at his desk, staring at the monitor.

“Report,” he said briefly.

You walked over and silently put the folder down. He started flipping through it, turning page after page. Then he sighed heavily, leaned back in his chair, and slammed the folder shut.

• And that's all?

"Yes. Everything I managed to prepare after the system crash. The main data is collected, but..."

He stood up abruptly.

"But?" he interrupted. "Are you kidding? This should have been ready yesterday. What am I going to show investors? Spreadsheets without conclusions? Where's the analysis, where's the proposal?"