The moment red becomes green

A lone executive stands center in a glass-walled skyscraper boardroom at night, city lights sprawling behind him like a circuit board. The camera starts tight on his eyes, sharp and still, as a single holographic stock chart flickers to life above the table, red numbers suddenly flipping green in a cascading wave. He doesn't smile yet. The camera slowly pulls back and arcs around him as more translucent data streams rise around the room, forming a glowing globe of interconnected markets. At the exact moment the globe completes, he exhales and allows a small, controlled smile, hand resting on the table like he just closed the deal of the year. Thunder-quiet ambient hum builds under a deep bass pulse, then cuts to silence on the final frame, holding on his calm, victorious stare directly into the lens, city lights twinkling like a thousand watching eyes.