"So then it's settled then?"  The man in the middle was holding a pen trying not to seem eager. The other two on either side of him had all but thrown themselves on the table to grovel through the negotiations.<br/><br/>He was willing to accept the first offer they gave him but he had been instructed by his friend and adviser, James, to wait at least 45 minutes before even agreeing to anything they said. It had paid off as the offer they finally arrived at after an hour of idle talk and stacks of paperwork that had never been signed was nearly twice what they had originally placed on the table.<br/><br/>Zach tried to hide a smile, within the past few years his social networking site Myfacester had launched itself to heights he had never dreamed of. Already he had accumulated nearly 12 billion in share sales, host representation, and angel investors. This last deal was bringing in yet more money to his new digital empire, much to his delight.<br/><br/>He continued in the idle small talk with the suits and signed the paperwork, shaking their hands as they nearly bent over backwards to kiss his ass. He was happy to be away from them, paperwork in hand and several more millions of dollars in the bank. He pulled out his iPhone and dialed up james as he walked through the hallways towards the elevator, some obnoxious yes man seeing him out.<br/>"Hey Zach, how did it go? They climb over each other to get to you like we expected?" The voice on the other side was hard to hear over the background noise, loud music, glasses clinking... probably another "meeting" at the office.<br/>"Hell yeah, we got almost double the initial deal. I'm headed out now, this city sucks. I think I'll head to L.A. for the weekend, have Geoffrey prepare the beach house." He had a mansion in florida, a penthouse in new york, and a smaller beach house in L.A. There were some weeks he liked cali, and others where he preferred Florida, today he was feeling the west coast.<br/>"Don't worry bud, the beach house will be ready for you. I'm sure you'll have a great time." He laughed mischievously but Zach was fairly oblivious to it as he hung up.<br/><br/>His limo was waiting for him outside to take him to the airport. He poured himself a drink on the way from the minibar inside and kicked his feet up on the seat, life was good right now. Half an hour later he found himself on his private plane, a scantily clad waitress refilling his glass when it was empty of jack and coke, and his Xbox blaring loudly as he gamed the three hour flight home.<br/><br/>