Markus, sitting at the other end of the table, looked keenly at Lukas, who was still flipping through the slides, and then Javi, who was doing the same. Finally, his eyes landed on Marco, who seemed to be in deep thought, and immediately his eyebrow furrowed.
He knew they needed convincing. He couldn't afford to not spark their interest in this meeting because, no matter how secretive they'd tried to be in setting it up, it was inevitable that someone at Adidas had already found out about it.
"I guess there's no other choice."
