CEO Rescue Me!
CHAPTER 217 – WAIT
Hans took Anton's tablet. He put it on a metal table on his desk.
What is displayed on the tablet screen has moved on the screens on their respective desks. A voice of admiration sounded.
“Bby tuh.” Indra stared at the details of these tools.
“Lu order how much, Ton?” ask Bramasta.
“For sample, I just order 10 units, each is Bang.”
Bramasta nodded in agreement.
“If the goods are OK, we order in bulk. Just count, Red Kuping members and their children and wives and their parents too.”
Anton nodded.
“Siap Bang.”
“Made in Japan again?” Leon observed the details from the screen on his desk.
“Iya Bang.” Anton chuckles.
“How big is this size?” Mr. Dhani also observed the details from the screen on his desk.
“It's a kind of micro chip, Beh,” Anton added, “Installation is enough to use lup not need microscope.”
“But the problem is, do we not wear the same clock or belt every day?” seloroh Indra while laughing.
“Red Coupons only cover 2 units each for each tracker. If you want more, use your own money. For the procurement of goods we can facilitate,” Bramasta leaning his back.
“Ribet very anyway? You guys who have merid can just put the tracking device on your wedding ring. You guys don't change wedding rings, do you?” seloroh Agung's.
“Eh yes..” Leon who is a fashion enthusiast smiles widely, “Pinter Lu Gung.”
“Bang Indra also wear blue sapphire ring continuously, I never see change other rings,” said Agung again.
“That's her only ring, Gung.” Babeh chuckles.
“Ring of the most beautiful former?” ask Anton curiously.
“Impossible,” Bramasta replied to Indra making Hans laugh loudly.
“Hisssh!” Indra restored her hair, blue sapphire eyes on her ring flickering in the blue light of the Caspian Sea, “This is a gift from the Turks when I umrah. Suddenly he took off the ring he was wearing and gave it to me. Halal.halal she said, for you. Yes I accept with pleasure.”
“Terus Lu bales loves him what, Bang?” Agung was amazed to hear the story of Indra.
“In my ID bag besides wallet and ID Card, there are only sunglasses. Yes already, I love my sunglasses even though it is my favorite item.” Indra chuckles.
“And the Prophet said that if we give goods to others the sunna is from the goods we like not the goods we do not like then we give them to others.” Bramasta smiled widely.
“Sunglasses aviator model that you used to buy with me in Singapore?” asked Leon with raised eyebrows.
Indra nodded.
“Kan is quite the price, Ndra.”
“Money can be searched again.” Babeh chuckles softly.
“But, it looks like the Turkish guy also gave me his best stuff. Not intentionally when driving Mami to Mommy's boutique, I fad. The loud noise of the tool.”
“Terus?”
“Dicek as the officer, estimated the price of sapphire alone 7.5 times the price of my sunglasses.” Indra looked at her ring.
“Wah.”
“Ciyus, Bang?”
“Tuh right.. all depends on intention.” Adisti looked in amazement at Indra's ring.
“Mumpung is gathering yes, I want to tell,” Bramasta look at everything, “Gue and Disti want to leave for New Zealand, Monday later.”.
Hans frowned. Then shake.
“Can't, Bram. Pending first a few days.”
“Why? Mr. Zuko has already launched, Agung has also moved.” Bramasta looked at Hans.
“It is precisely because Mr. Zuko just launched which raises new enemies from abroad, you must be pending first. Look at the progress. Later if it subsides and to the handle everything new you can travel abroad.”
“I agree,” Babeh aka Pak Dhani nods.
“Again, tomorrow is the first trial of Liliana Sukma versus Madam Almira Sanjaya. Disti and Mommy must attend some of his congregation as witnesses.”
“Ah Yes.. earlier this morning Disti has been reminded by Mother about tomorrow's trial. Kirain only attended the first trial.” Adisti looked at her husband and Hans alternately.
“There are several conferences that must be Disti and Mother attended. Later the details ask Mr. Armand only,” Hans opened the record in his gawai.
“Tuh.. good right?” Indra looked at Bramasta, “Boardingnya in a special lounge, do not use queues anyway.”.
“Hatur Noah Bang Leon.” Bramasta smiled broadly at Leon.
“Sawangsulna.”
“So talk about Mr. Zuko tonight is done?” ask Anton.
Hans nodded then closed the meeting.
***
SANJAYA GROUP
09.25
CUBICLE ACCOUNTING DIVISION
A team leader from several teams in the division approached a female employee wearing a light blue long-sleeved blouse with a gray floral pattern in her cubicle. He spoke in a low tone.
“What problems do you have with the higher-ups?” tanyakanya.
‘’Me?” the sweet-faced woman looked confused, “When Sir?”
“Now, where do I know. You think about it yourself.” The man looked closely at his men.
The woman shook her head slowly making her long-gathered hair sway.
“I still don't remember anything Sir. What's the matter, sir?”
“You are waiting in Mr. Hans Alvaro's room at 09.45. Remember, Mr. Hans is very disciplined with time. He does not tolerate delays. Don't be late.”
“What's up, Sir?”
“If you feel that you have done nothing wrong it could be this call because you will get something that is good for your career. Already there hunted.”
The woman nodded then stood up and fixed her knee-length sponge shirt and skirt.
“I go first, Sir.”
Elevator clanking. He stepped out of the elevator on the floor that not all Sanjaya Group employees were able to climb onto this floor. On this floor, there is also the owner room of Sanjaya Group. Heart's pounding.
His feet trembled as he began to step on the burgundy carpet. The sound of the steps was muffled by the thickness of the carpet. The elevator lobby and corridor are golden and burgundy with a slight cream accent. Definitely fancy.
Following the directions, he turned to the left. The corridor expanded to form a foyer. There was a waiting room containing a comfortable beige sofa. The fragrant aroma of flowers, roots and wood fills his sense of smell.
His footsteps brought him to the front of the masculine-style table. A cold-faced, glasses-like young man looked at him without a smile. Secretary Mr. Hans Alvaro.
“You are looking forward to the accounting division?”
The woman nodded nervously. His hands are twisted with each other.
“Iya Sir. Said I was asked to face Mr Hans?”
The bespectacled man glanced at his watch.
“Please wait. Still 6 minutes away,” palms pointed to the sofa.
Kinanti was still standing in front of her desk. He rubbed both of his palms.
“What else is it?” the man looked at Kinanti impatiently. The files on his desk still have a lot to deal with.
“Ma’af Pak.. I was called to what business huh?” kinanti's voice sounded vibrating.
The man shook his head indifferently while fixing the location of his glasses.
“I don't know. You'd better sit on the couch, miss. I still have a lot of work."
“Oh.. ma’afkan me,” Kinanti bent her body and then passed towards the sofa.
The intercom ringing on the man's desk rang. His hand automatically pressed the intercom button. Then stand up and enter the room while carrying the file. Leaving Kinanti alone in the waiting room.
Kinanti scanned the room while thinking how the cold man could feel at home working in a quiet and desolate place like this. The man's face was handsome but cold. Same with his master, Hans Alvaro.
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Well loh... about How will you meet the cold Hans?
Will Hans be me”roasting” Kinanti that is indicated as the culprit of gossip?
Issssh often times the sense of kepo turned into a boomerang is the same as the envy of not being chosen by people who are liked.