Bijju was not an imposing figure in stature but he had a fearsome reputation. He was a cutthroat businessman and ran a tight business. His employees feared him. Rumour had it that he had grown up on the wrong side of the tracks in penury. What he could not have as a child, he had vowed to provide for his own progeny. Thus, he had embarked on a career in construction. He had started working odd jobs in the jungle and learnt on the job. His work had been good, his eagerness to please even more so. Through sheer hard work he had built up a small yet respectable business, the same one that he now so shrewdly ran.
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