Businesswoman Chapter 313

The whirring of the little toys and the whistle of the train hanging aloft overhead woke up the little girl in Loreen.

“What we have is not a volume problem, but a shipping one,” Arbuckle Quick explained. He was slim and in his sixties gray hair covered his head and contrasted his dark brown skin. He stood straight and walked with a sense of knowing what he wanted.

“How are the toys being packaged?” Loreen asked with an eyebrow raised. They walked amongst action figures and princess dolls.

“It’s a bit of territory I’m still not sure about. It used to be simple; now, there is all of this AI and automation,” he admitted.

“Artificial intelligence isn’t your problem. The advances in automation are a boon. What you must focus on is the future. Are you a toy company or are you a collectibles company? That’s the question you must ask yourself. I’m here to help you discover that answer.”

He looked at her with amused bewilderment. There appeared to be an air of wonder and austere respect for her. He wanted to salute her right there but held back from this gesture.

He laughed. “I knew I could count on Businesswoman. I know it’s late in the game, but I appreciate your patience.”

“Think nothing of it. Let’s hone in on the idea of you sending these items out to collectors. If you remain as a player in the game of the toy breed rather than the collectors’ breed, you’re going to burn out. What you’re going to do is talk to those processing the shipping. You’re going to want to ship only to collectors. It’ll hurt a little but help beyond this current time.”

“Thank you, Loreen. I truly appreciate you.”

“This is what I do,” she noted.