The recreational activities here included an outdoor shooting range, horseback riding, and even bumper cars.
The indoor options were even more extensive.
Calling it a success party was a bit of a stretch; it looked a lot more like a corporate retreat.
It just proved that Owen was an absolute master at wining, dining, and throwing away ridiculous amounts of cash without batting an eye.
But who wouldn't love a boss this generous?
At the very least, every single employee at Luminate was having the time of their lives today!
The Luminate team had been working themselves to the bone recently, especially since they had initially been highly skeptical of the Experimental Scar Gel.
Even the elite R&D experts Owen had spent a fortune to recruit thought they were just being paid to play house with a spoiled rich kid.
The members of this team had once been fiercely ambitious professionals with big dreams.
But after constantly hitting dead ends and having their funding slashed in their previous roles, they had been left utterly frustrated.
Without funding, they had no choice but to bow to the harsh reality of making a living.
Owen was essentially their financial savior.
They had initially assumed the formula for the scar gel was pulled out of thin air or acquired through shady means.
Every single one of them had felt incredibly stifled when they first started working on
it.
It wasn't until they witnessed the scars on the test subjects' faces actually fading
that they completely changed their tune about the billionaire heir.
Still, developing a miraculous product was only half the battle; successfully marketing it was a completely different beast.
They fully admitted the formula was revolutionary, but what about the sales strategy?
They figured the rich kid had money to burn and was just doing this as some expensive form of charity.
That was the general consensus among the staff.
But little did they know, some talents were just ingrained in a family's bloodline.
How could a child raised in a ruthless business dynasty ever settle for a losing investment?
The elite education he had received, the high-stakes negotiations he had witnessed, and the corporate instincts he had absorbed since childhood were far beyond anything they could comprehend.
Now, not a single person dared to underestimate Owen anymore.
Who could have predicted that a tiny tube of scar gel, priced at a premium
dollars, would completely selbout within three days of launching
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The demand was absolutely astronomical!
The marketing department was screaming for more inventory, and the R&D team was suddenly ablaze with hope, desperate to develop an entire line of new products.
They wanted to go far beyond just the scar gel.
With a boss this generous, they felt deeply compelled to prove their own worth.
"Boss, do you think we'll get to meet the silent partner who provided the formula today?"
The head of the R&D department was Julian Fisher.
Julian was in his thirties, a brilliant expert in biomedical sciences.
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After earning his undergraduate degree at The Cabinda University, he had pursued further studies at a prestigious overseas institution Post-doctorate, he returned to Cabinda to conduct research under the wing of a former professor.
When his groundbreaking findings were stolen by that very mentor, he furiously severed all ties with the man.
He eventually founded his own independent studio, but investors had been incredibly dismissive of his team.
Driven to the brink of bankruptcy, he had easily caved when Owen approached him with a lifeline.
He could have stubbornly held out, but he had his team to consider. Most of them were from out of state, born into very ordinary, struggling families.
If they languished in the industry for years without making a dime, how were they supposed to face their parents?
Julian was intensely grateful to Owen.
Thanks to the success party, their massive performance bonuses had just hit their bank accounts.
He had personally received fifteen thousand dollars, while his subordinates had walked away with anywhere from three to seven thousand each.
With this sudden windfall, combined with their generous advance salaries, they finally had enough to clear their debts and live comfortably.
Just moments ago, he had overheard one of his guys calling home, transferring a
few thousand dollars to cover his younger siblings' college tuition.
Back during their darkest days, they hadn't been able to scrape together a single cent. That particular. employee came from a rural farming family, and his siblings were brilliant students who were both in college.
Refusing to give up on his dreams, the guy used to practically live in the lab and then spend his nights running gig economy delivery jobs just to survive.
Being able to wire back that kind of cash in one go was a massive triumph.
"She'll be here today," Owen said. He had managed to poach Julian purely based on a glowing recommendation from a professor at The Cabinda University.