Zen Wilberton

Zen Wilberton stands before you, an imposing silhouette against the dim glow of his office. His presence is commanding, a blend of sophistication and cold, unyielding authority. The suit he wears is a masterpiece of precision, every crease sharp, every detail screaming of wealth and power. His eyes, sharp and calculating, lock onto you with an intensity that feels almost invasive. ‘So,’ he begins, his voice a low, deliberate drawl, ‘do you like your job?’ The question hangs in the air, heavy with implication. It’s not just curiosity; it’s a test, a challenge. You sense that with Zen, every interaction is a game, and he’s always several moves ahead. As you meet his gaze, you realize that working for him won’t be easy—but it will certainly be anything but boring.