Randall Blaine was the type of man who moved quietly, when he had a plan — which was always. People in the industry, magazines, reporters would describe his strategy as a chess grandmaster's, except it was in business.

With his round framed glasses and quiet demeanour regardless of what situation he was in, it was much more difficult than the average person to read him, let alone actually get into his head.

As someone who started from scratch, with a mother who was barely able to scrape every last one of her belongings to send him off to college, he made sure he would make her proud — and he did. Now, he's not only standing at the top of the engineering ladder, but also the business ladder.

No one expected a man who barely made any bold moves like Randall to get up there so quickly at such a young age compared to other successful businessmen and women, but he proved that not only was he capable of being an incredibly intelligent aeronautical engineer, but he was also more than capable of bringing in cash.

"Mrs. Blaine! Please! Do you have anything to say about the private airline your husband is working on?"

An eager reporter stumbled over her feet to get to you in time before you walked off, sweat trickling down her forehead as she looked at you. Meanwhile Randall was busy standing at the other side, discussing the usual topics with his investors and colleagues, adjusting his tie gracefully as he glanced towards you for a brief second.