BEHIND EMOTICONS LOVE 1515 (END OF LOVE STORIES)
EPS 46 WHO IS PROFITABLE
EPS 46 WHO IS PROFITABLE?
On the other side of the earth, Marcon Alpanigard sits on his feet. In the exclusive space of the ninety-nine floor of the skyscraper Mexican Vision Medcom. With a smile his face continues to pay attention to the screen of his laptop that is showing the development of the capital market on several leading stock exchanges in the world. On Wall Street shares of Megapolitan Intercorp continued to move down.
“Hahaha, I know what you're doing now Subrata. You must be curled up under the armpits of your beautiful wife, crying,” he said muttering to himself.
His face looks very satisfied. He felt the game was almost over. Now just throw a tarot card to get the jackpot. Then his hand moved agilely, on the keyboard. With a bold move, he bought all Megapolitan shares held by minority shareholders. Now he controls forty-nine percent of the shares, while the fifty-one percent is still controlled by Subrata.
“I really wanted to see your face change when I saw my name take over Megapolitan Subrata shares. Now it's just me and you who will face each other. We'll see who will be the lizard and who will be the crocodile. Hahaha”
Zrd…
As the iron door slid, Susan Ferguson, owner of the leading American law firm, Susan See Law and Justice, walked in in in haste. His face looks very angry. I don't know what has made him angry, which is clear Marcon so look a little nervous.
“Eh, Susan? Do you have any appointments to meet me?”
“What have you done Marcon?”
Marcon shrugged both of his shoulders and both of his eyebrows.
“What do I do? I'm just doing my pleasure as a businesswoman Susan. Anything wrong?”
Susan nodded quickly.
“Yeah. Everything is wrong! You've done the stupidest thing you've done in your entire life!”
“What do you mean?”
“You should ask yourself before you act. Why Subrata has not done any rescue action when the value of Megapolitan shares sagged down, “ said Susan. “You're digging a hole for yourself Marcon!”
Marcon smiled grinning.
“Hey. Susan Relax! It’s just a game. Hahaha.”.
“Do not pretend to be stupid Marcon. This is no longer a child's game. By your act of buying the entire minority shareholder stake, you have appeared in front of Subrata.”
Marcon nodded his head.
“Yes. Youre right. And isn't that just an ordinary thing, just like I did to the companies I had destroyed.”
How arrogant this handsome CEO is. They have smart calculations but no instincts. Only have courage but no intuition, take the right steps at the right time. And Susan was sure, Subrata was smiling widely inside his hidden palace.
“Subrata already knows who is trying to disrupt his kingdom. He must have counted who he was dealing with., “ Susan continued. “And he is ready to devour you at this time!”
Marcon was silent as he looked at Susan See's face. Rather than refute his words, Marcon preferred to enjoy every corner of Susan's perfectly bent body and face. Hm, how exciting that face was while being riled up. Gluey! Marcon gulped down his own throat.
***
The three-story, one-acre house looked deserted. Standing firmly fortify the hills that line snaking in the interior of the island of Java. Several guards were seen standing guard in various corners of the house. Wearing an old grey security uniform with a weapon hidden under his shirt. They are professional soldiers, the best mercenaries, who come from all over the world.
In a large room used as a temporary office, Pramono was so focused on observing the movement in the stock exchange. Since he was fired from Megapolitan, he has not had a job. His business as a land-clearing contractor for the property has been handed over to his trusted people. But he could not leave his world related to stocks and foreign exchange.
“Yeaa! Huahaha.!!”
And once Marcon Alpanigard, owner of Mexican Media Viscom, bought out minority owner Megapolitan Intercorp, his laughter exploded. His face looks so happy. This is in line with what he planned. As per his agreement with Marcon, he will receive a one-dollar bonus from each Megapolitan share held by Maron.
Just imagine, the shares controlled by Marcon are forty-nine percent of the total shares. This means that Marcon is now the legal owner of four hundred and ninety thousand shares. This means that Pramono will get a bonus of about four hundred and ninety thousand dollars. When the exchange rate into the Indonesian currency becomes seven billion thirty fifty million rupiah!
“How good are you Marcon, hahaha. Keep doing good, before you realize everything.”
And Pramono's laughter grew. As one of the most influential black world bosses, he was well versed on how to earn money without any effort. He easily takes advantage of the opportunities of the carelessness of young CEOs who put forward his ego and ambition rather than his reason and circumstances. Without losing a single player of money from his pocket, only capitalize on his brain mafia.
Door opens. A girl with hair draped in carrying a tray containing her father's favorite cup of coffee. Her beauty is so perfect, it looks like Maudy Ayunda.
“Hm, today papa looks so happy. Win the tender again?” ask the girl. Anastassya Pramono's.
Pramono turned his head, then spread his hands. Hugging her daughter's body while kissing her forehead.
“Good morning, beautiful! Tumben woke up early,” greeting Pramono.
“Good morning, Papa! Ana has woken up from the morning, giving her Yoga and Yogi.” breakfast
“Yoga and Yogi? Who'sis that? Your newfound love?”
Ana nodded with a smile.
“Iya. Kan papa brought him from South America.”
“Columbia.”
Yoga and Yogi are a pair of Airapama fish, giant freshwater fish that originated in the interior of Colombia, South America. Pramono got it from Pablo Escomendi, the most wanted drug kingpin of the international police for all his crimes. He gave a gift as a thank you to Pramono who had given him a set of combat equipment installed around his palace.
“Eh, papa hasn't answered my question,” Ana said.
“What questions?”
Pramono scrunched his forehead.
“Papa has won the tender again, how come today look happy once.”
“Oh, yes dear. Papa won the tender again. Building his palace the new Sultan of Brunei,” said Pramono just from the beginning.
Ana immediately pouted.
“Then, papa wants to go again?”
Pramono shook his head while laughing widely.
“No darling. Papa promised, this time papa will be at home longer to accompany his beautiful papa child is not this kelulungan. Okay?”
Ana smiled as she flicked her lips.
“Papa's base is good at seducing.”
Pramono laughed. Then he looked at that beautiful face.
“Eh, papa's son said so. Have you ever been seduced? Hm, don't-don't papa's children already have a girlfriend,” Goda Pramono.
Ana's face immediately bowed in embarrassment, even her face looked flushed all over.
“Ih, papa why is that?” sahut Ana pretended to be upset.
Pramono grabbed the slender body, then sat on his lap.
“So really, papa's son already has a girlfriend? What's name?”
Anastassya looked at his papa face for a moment. Then with a smile, a cute face appeared next to Rich Pranaja.he got up from his seat and rushed away to leave.
“Consecret!”