We can take your business to the next level. Your conversions are trending upwards. It's not enough. Brainstorm. Implement. Execute.
Boom. More customers are finding your store page. Conversions are trending up. Are we satisfied? No. Brainstorm. Implement. Execute. Your growth curve's polynomial. Are we done taking your business to the next level? No. Boom. It's exponential. Optimize the supply chain. Get some real estate. Time to launch the IPO - we're just getting started.
Brainstorm. Implement. Execute. Your business is now a monopoly. Brainstorm. Implement. Execute. It's swallowing competitors. Brainstorm. Implement. Execute. World leaders start to bend the knee. Brainstorm. Implement. Execute. Your annual profit exceeds your country's GDP. Brainstorm. Implement. Execute. The growth curve is tetrating. You didn't know growth curves could do that. Explorers are carrying your products into the outer solar system. You wonder if it's time to stop. No. It's time for the next level.
Brainstorm. Implement. Execute. Units sold hit phone digit territory. Brainstorm. Implement. Execute. Billions upon trillions per person per planet. And still more, spreading, day after day, across the galaxy. Why are you still working with cardinal numbers? We can go bigger. We can always go bigger.
Brainstorm. Implement. Execute. The CFO informs you product sales are transfinite. It's easy once your product is fully virtual. You're not even sure what you sell anymore. Just that it exists, in and of and around you, suffused through the universe like quantum particles - not quite here, not quite there. You know this has to stop. But where? But when? Interstellar mining continues. Every day there's a new billboard in another part of the sky. Always the same. Always the Product. The Product. The Product.
When the space between celestial bodies yawns to swallow ships, planets, light itself, you know you've reached a limit. The Board has dissolved. Most are pouring their vast wealth into something, anything, to turn back time. To somehow unburn the quintillions that got them here. To bring light back into the universe.
But not you. You know there's only one way forward.
The space between space itself. The quantum foam, rising and falling, millions of virtual particles, billions of dimensions. It's the natural order of things to be replaced, after all - the Market encourages competition, and who can blame you when reality itself is an inferior Product?
Brainstorm.
Implement.
Execute.