Gabe
I had to think quick.
What could I offer that would sound intriguing?
Each of these girl's have their own adult accounts where they show off their bodies for money. And I imagined from their looks they were good enough to where a talent agent like Morgan here saw potential to offer a chance at porn.
Was there a better way to get these girl's what they wanted AND what Vuse wanted?
No matter what I choose these girl's were Vuse's competition.
But were they really?
Fuck it. Might as well go for broke.
I spoke, "Instead of seeing these girl's as possible rivals or future employees that you can exploit, why not make them advertiser's? Just for a measly sponsorship, think of the possibilities. You pay each of these girl's to test your product's. They give shout outs for your lingerie, your product's, and maybe just maybe they star in a film of their own choice and get their loyal followers to buy your products. The possibilities are limitless if you do it right."
He looked at me, "Hmmm. I see your point but why should we change business just for you and your amateurs?"
Amateur's?
Wow!
Ok change gears.
I looked at him, "Ok I'll agree that most of the girl's out there are very amateurish. But why not help them up their game. Become established and remain independent. Not bring them into the fold and maybe one or two of those girls become real stars while the rest get kicked the curb."
He rubbed his chin as he thought it out.
I quickly talked, "What's a better scenario one or two girls out there becoming stars making you money. Or ALL of them making you money through advertisement? Trust me I'd want the lather not the former. Having eight, nine, fifteen different girl's advertising your company via already established viewing base. A base that I need to remind you will constantly grow the more they do videos and everything. If you help them move from amateurish into the moderate and semi professional that only helps you guys as that will allow to expand their viewer base and in turn expand and deepen your pockets."
I could tell I was appealing to him.
I kept going, "Let me ask you this and you answer honestly. What are you more likely to do? Are you more likely to, just for a few bucks, watch a girl online as you jerk off? Or are you more likely to pay $20, $30, $50 dollar's for one of your companies movies just so you can jerk off?"
Morgan smiled and spoke, "The few dollars."
I smiled and lightly slapped my hand on the table, "That's what I'm talking about. Your company is missing an entirely different demographic. All because of what, you hate competition? I say let them be and let them be allies. Not subjects that need conquering because your company is afraid of potential."
He finally looked at me and plainly spoke, "You can sell ice water to Eskimo's."
I blinked at that statement.
He sighed at my confusion and simply stood up. He held out his hand, "Deal."
I stood up and shook his hand as I'm sure I had a goofy grin on my face.
He continued shaking my hand and spoke seriously, "I'll try talking to management about your proposal and see what they think of it. Don't be surprised if they come back with demands. Or flat out tell you to go pound sand. But I'll try."
I smiled, "Perfect. I'm not expecting much but if you are able to get them each sponsorship's. I'll see if I can't help them up their game as well."
He smiled.
I had done it. I had sold all these girl's a 'possible' sponsorship.
Then something dawned on me. If I helped these girl's why couldn't I help others.
I spoke, "Seeing how you're in a agreeable mood. Mind if I ask a favor?"
He raised his eyebrow at me, "Maybe."
I spoke unsure of myself, "Do you mind if I get a list of all your potential girl's that you've tried to recruit?"
He looked at me, "That's dangerous. I can't disclose that."
I merely smiled, "Think of it as a possible way to expand this enterprise if this works."
He smiled, "Let's see what I can do for these girls first. If they turn out to do exactly as you predict then maybe I'll share that. For a modest fee of course."
I smiled all too happy.
He spoke, "Guards!"
Huh?
Two big ass linebacker looking dudes came into the room, "Yes sir."
Morgan smiled at me, "Kindly and gently escort Mr. Newman here out of the building."
I looked at him in astonishment. He smiled, "Got to keep up appearances."
And both men picked me up like I was a rag doll and escorted me to the lobby my feet never touching the ground.
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