"I want success! I will succeed! I must succeed!"
After ten minutes of guidance, Idelos was now excited, red-faced, with a clenched fist shouting hoarsely.
Lette clapped his hands: "Great! Idelos, tell me! What does success mean to you?"
"Success is the inevitable result! It is the goal of struggle! Success is my unchanging belief in this life!
I come for success! I live for success! My life is a journey of success!"
"Idelos! Who are you?"
"I am an eagle soaring between heaven and earth! I will fly over that blue sky and white clouds! Let the world hear my story!
I am the chosen! The only one!"
"Go! Eagle! Go prepare for your inauguration speech! Three days later! Fly! Soar with all your might!"
"Yes, sir!"
Idelos turned and left confidently, while Grandet, who witnessed the whole process, frantically wiped his cold sweat.
Though not in the range of the boss's teachings just now, just brushing against it made him feel a surge of enthusiasm.
