Businesses came and gone in the great city of Detroit, mostly due to the automobile industry booming so mightily the past few decades, it brought in many folk who had green in their eyes and nary a dollar in their pocket-- dreamers, as we would call them. The type of people with more ideas rattling off in their head than the good common sense to just go steal the cash that they needed to pay the bills. 

"So I create a business that buys up business ideas and attempts to pull them off."

"Is that a business?"

"Every idea can be, my friend.", there was a sparkle in the Bosses eye as he thought about the millions that he would make in the future, because, you see, he too was one of those dreamers, but with a twist. He would steal and take whatever he could get his grubby little hands on, and then, like the tumbler of a washing machine, clean all of the money with these businesses. It was a tale as old as criminal time, and a market that he had hoped to corner.

"So how much do you need for this... venture?"

"Everything."

The Boss pulled out his gun and shot dead the man standing before him. His white suit now splattered with just enough red to give an idea to everyone outside on what just happened, but no one would dare do anything about it. This was his territory now, and his business. The final flourish on the dotted line was to take care of their old partner and then their name.

BOSS - No Last Name

Everything was finalized and now people could come and go into the small cozy establishment that used to sell old furniture for marked up prices and instead sell their dreams. Any idea, any wish, it could come true. The boss was now a genie and his lamp had been successfully rubbed, which meant that everything had finally fallen into place.

The Bright Business Ventures of The Bastard Boss

It was a mouthful. Maybe there was a better idea out there for a more simplistic name? That was up for sale, too. There was nothing that money could no longer purchase and this young gentleman was on the forefront of that epoch. Who would first slip through those doors and attempt to purchase the unpurchasable?

Like anything else, only time would tell.

Todd walks into the offices of The Bright Business Ventures of The Bastard Boss. 

He's wearing a blue trench coat and a fedora as he enters. 

He notices Boss inside and gives the man a nod.

"I've heard you buy business ideas. I have an idea that I'd like to sell but I'd like to get some information first." 

Todd and Boss go to sit at a desk and Todd starts to rapidly fire questions out at Boss.

"First things first, how much are you willing to pay for business ideas? As soon as you buy the idea, does the person who gave it to you have any connection to the business? Is it possible for us to make an arrangement where I provide you the idea and get to own a small percentage, let's say 5% or 10% of the business? Perhaps instead of getting paid money?"