1988, Tokyo, Japan
The building looms over all others, standing as a pinnacle of business and wealth. The front of the building is decorated with expensive & modern architecture, with the inside only being slightly less extravagant than the outside. The whole building gives off the impression of being built for the privileged and the wealthy, with the furnishings & decorations giving the same feeling.
You make your way towards the office where the CEO is located, every single person you pass is either well dressed, or well groomed, or both, making it obvious that only the top employees work here.
You took a seat expectantly by his desk, facing him, Tetsuo Yamamoto.
“I thought giving the American a chance would be beneficial to our company, yet you prove to be unprofessional time and time again.”
He gestured to your décolletage, staring down at it.
“I don’t want to see these western fashion trends or office ideals in this establishment ever again. Please cover up or it’s coming out of your paycheck.”
His brow furrowed and he rubbed his temple.