A Unique Path Become CRAZY RICH's
13. The bazar is like heaven

The assistant also realized that if it were not for Mr. Maurice he would not be able to reach his position now.

When the assistant received her husband's ire, the upset CEO grabbed the phone and almost cursed her husband on the phone.

"I know what happened at your clinic. As a wife I have helped you by giving a very large check for your capital to win in court. If you fail this time, I will fire you as my husband!!."

Mrs Leadswan feels stressed every time she remembers her husband's plight.

The assistant also invited his boss to go to the perfume market this weekend.

"As the name suggests there are many people who sell perfume, ranging from fruit-scented, and many more. The boss has never been to a place like that, has he?." The assistant named Carol is quite close to Mary.

Carol and Mary's friendship began with their closeness in the office. Carol Kerab made lunch for Mary.

Initially seeing the initiative as an attempt to approach her and build a good relationship with her, she more or less views Carol as a cunning fox who approaches her for a high position in the company.

But the more she touches Carol the more she understands her kind nature and the attention Carol shows to her is not as rotten as she thinks.

Mary gladly accepted her best friend's invitation.

"But this is not a promise. Because my mood can get worse depending on the decision Maurice made." Mary Papar.

"Then before your head explodes let's take a break from this exhausting work."

Mary and Carol relax on the 30th floor balcony while sipping herbal tea.

At the same time at the BPOM office I received a message from Mas Fazar. Told him that on the weekend there would be a farfum bazaar. It's probably apple perfume right there. Otherwise, farfum is an expensive brand that few people know about.

[Thank you for the info on Fazar.]

Tring~

[Ehhh don't mas dong. Call aja freza.] Reply to Fazar.

[Okay Freza.]

Finished chat an with the enemy son goku, I immediately rushed home because this body was collapsed. 

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Long story short the expected weekend arrives. I brought a lot of money to prepare for finding that apple perfume.

To further sharpen my sense of smell I deliberately do not use perfume today. 

I was lucky to have fooled Mulyadi so much that he was now working on my part. I have to admit he's a good guy but also a bitch and a brute.

The farfum hunt began as it stepped into the line between these two worlds. From the polluted streets to the fragrant garden mixed in. Mixed fragrances are one of the challenges of entering this bazaar. 

The person who is not strong will definitely get dizzy and run out of the bazaar, but I am not. Inhaling the pungent smell of even that rotten smell of chicken shit has become my daily food.

All kiosks sell farfum with different shapes and name packaging. Even more amazing at the entrance of the park there are people masked by animated characters who become bazaar mascots, and there is a floor plan beside it.

The contents of the plan include instructions for the division of 3 bazaar regions. The first was the farfum bazaar, the second the book bazaar, the third the doll bazaar. You could say it's a festival. I forgot to say that there is an entrance ticket for 20 thousand rupiah.

So comfortable is the smell mixed with this to make my eyes water. 

"Geek!." 

Suddenly I smelled a stench out of nowhere. When I searched it turned out that the source of the stench came from a pack of kebabs that fell to the ground and were trampled by visitors.

"Why can a kebab give off this stench." Because of the smell and damage to the beauty of the environment I picked it up and looked for a dumpster. Funny thing is there's no trash there. No wonder people throw garbage to the ground, the trash is not provided.

I went outside the bazaar to dump the trash in the trash near the bus stop. But when I would come back again I was told to pay the ticket again by the bazaar guards.

"It's okay, it's okay to pay 20 grand again. I'll pay anything." I said annoyed before pulling the ticket and walked quickly inside.

"It's time to focus on Hasan. Follow the smell, it's your forte, track the smell."

I went to the merchant who was mobbed by many parents and children. The kiosk was one of 4 stalls selling fruit-scented farfum.

I was fighting over apple perfume with a child and accidentally made him cry. I finally gave the perfume back because I didn't have the heart for the boy. So I'm not afraid of the boy's father, but I can't bear it, so I give it back. 

In the second stall my nose became more sensitive because it smelled the aroma of fermented milk aka cheese.

"Please selected! Be chosen! New brand perfume! Feel the smell of francis cheese in your hand."

"Keju Francis?."

I got interested in the smell and bought a box. The price is quite friendly in the pocket which is 40 thousand rupiah. I mean friendly in the pocket of a newly paid person.

Further searching at the second stall I found the cheese perfume again. Why do so many people sell cheese?. 

Because it smells the same I skip this third stall. It was only in the fourth stall that I got what I was looking for, apple-scented farfum. Even though I didn't smell the perfume that day, I had at least one at home.

My goal has been achieved. I got the apple perfume I wanted, so I decided to go home soon. 

But my steps stopped when I saw a familiar novel cover in one of the bookstalls. 

"It's a Hunter and The Sytem (HATS) novel." Mumbles.

I bought the initial 2 volumes of the novel for 160 thousand rupiah. Judging from the price, the possibility of this novel is original alias not copyright. Too bad I don't have enough money to buy 28 volumes.

A little story about this novel. I used to read it a lot because this novel was booming in those days. I imagined myself to be the main character and ended up beaten by a delinquent in my alley. After that I got back up because I remembered the words motivation mc and beat back the delinquent until he peed in his pants. 

What a wonderful childhood.

"How long will the full volume of the novel last in the storefront?." I asked the book dealer.

"Maybe about 2 - 3 months. It's my old novel that I've been reading until it's saturated so I sell it. Would you like to take all of it?."

"How much does it all cost?."

"2 million 200 thousand including 2 volumes that have been bought earlier."

My salary is 1.2 million. Maybe it's time I left my childhood memories for good. 

I didn't buy the continuation of the novel.

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