V I C E R O Y
D I R E C T O R
Laborr took a brief pause, carefully processing the insights provided by the investors and shareholders seated in one of the numerous board rooms of the Meniium-Scrani Industrial Station. Each individual had their own unique perspective on the future of the Trade Federation of Planets in 902 ABY, from the Neimoidians to the Sullustians there was a different pathway proposed to garner success and failure over a certain amount of time. Despite considerably outperforming their competitors in the Commerce Guild and the Sith-Controlled InterGalactic Banking Clan, the Skakoan remained unimpressed with the results and relayed as much to them.
"All we have is hypothesis, projections and estimates of a perceived future and not creditable results that will insure out continued economic dominance. Come back to me with actual strategies." The Skakoan dismissed them easily without offering them a chance to improve their first conceptual ideal, the pressure suit hissing and whining as the mechanisms kept the Director alive for yet another day off world.
As soon as they had withdrawn without protest, Rulonom had the opportunity to glance at the projections on the Interstellar Stock Exchange, with detrimental results, the SILK Act had proved promising in the early years of Chancellor Tithe's reign over the Alliance but the investments and resources from former Confederacy Aligned Worlds had dried up in the current age like a fish without water. Stocks were in the green but for how long, none could say and that uncertainty of resolve shook him to his very core.
"Bring, Director Tithe in." A harsh command to the protocol droid on the outside of the door, allowing the former Chancellor an opportunity to impress the New Figurehead of the Conglomerate and secure himself a position within the New Regime.