CEO Rescue Me!
CHAPTER 242 – CAN'T HELP HIMSELF
Agung turned on the national private TV. Looks like breaking news. An agency publicist is explaining the chronology of the incident of the driver who died crushed by the motorcade of officials.
“So in fact, the driver of the ojol suddenly turned his vehicle into a motorcade. While the motorcade is traveling at high speed, Can not stop the speed of the vehicle suddenly. The position of the driver ojol is also in the blind spot of the leading vehicle of the motorcade,” the official smiled.
“Sadly CCTV road in TKP is being damaged so can not see the chronology clearly. Video circulating on social media is also not ful, only seen after the event occurred. We cannot judge something from the video that is not intact,” the official smiled again.
Daddy pointed at the TV with anxiety.
“Big 8ull$h1ttt!”
All stared at Daddy with widened eyes and gawking.
“Eh, ma’af. I'm release.”
Dad patted Daddy's back while chuckling.
“Sama, I also want to say rudely hear him talk like that.”
“CCTV broken?!” Leon pointed at the projector screen, “Terus we just watched what was it?”
“Ton, You sucked everything right?” Indra wants to convince himself, “Gue sure, the CCTV footage that exists today is destroyed.”
Advertisement ends. Impressions continued. It seems that during the advertisement, there was a reporter asking about who the official who was escorted by the Barracuda car was.
The public relations official seemed to be trying to buy time by chuckling.
“Of course people matter. Important officials who have urgent affairs so that they must be controlled in such a way as to get to the destination safely and on time.”
“Safe for those officials but not safe for other road users huh Sir?” a journalist who dared to comment directly.
The office immediately stopped chuckling. He stared intently at the reporter who had been commenting on him.
“You know about the rules on the highway no? About the escort motorcade of officials? You learned the SOP is not?!” his eyes glared at the reporter earlier, his speech fiery.
“But until there is a death toll sir. They did not even stop to see the state of the victim,” another journalist without fear of commenting.
“Do not speak to you! Which media are you from?!” the official's face flushed, his hand pointed out, “If you don't know SOP, it's better to be quiet. No need to comment and complicate matters! About the driver who died, I have said at the beginning, we are sorry. About his death, it was because it was his destiny!!”
A uniformed officer pulled the body of the official backwards. From the rank he had on his shoulders, he was also from among the officers. He took over the interview.
“Ma'af fellow journalists, this interview session we end here. To the families of the victims, we offer our deepest sorrow. We will give proper compensation to the families left behind. We hope this event does not happen again,” the tall body of the officer was bowed when he finished speaking. Then he turned into the room behind him and grabbed the arm of his colleague who was talking.
Great turn off the TV via remote.
“Did he not realize he was at a live event? How embarrassing.”
Indra opened the blue bird medsos, then chuckled.
“Live discussed in blue bird.. Netizen +62 is indeed amazing.”
“The official must have been cursed by his boss,” Anton took a look at the blue bird from his cave.
“By the way, the official who had been called by Raditya, was silent and scolded by Mr. Thakur for telling him to go home but the officer who asked to see him did not come,” Hans looked at everything with a big smile.
“We made it appear tonight huh. Crucially so. This concerns the life of the driver who is not considered by them,” Bramasta took a mini mineral water bottle on the table.
“OK. Looks like we're for some segments huh. There's no way we're showing everything at once. The duration is too long and the language is different,” Hans finally took a jar of cassava chips and put it on his lap.
Indra nodded in agreement, “Tonight, discuss the actual events of today only. The title is to attract the sympathy of the public: Tribute To Taxibike Driver. The backbone of a family whose life is not valued in the name of SOP.”
“Wah.. Raditya PR must have increased due to later impressions,” Hans looked at Indra who shrugged both shoulders.
“Why?” Hans stared at Bramasta in wonder, “Lu want too?”
Anton, who was writing, suddenly looked up, seeing Hans and Bramasta alternately.
“No. I'm just surprised to see Lu, Hans. From earlier ngegiling only mouth. Baby Andra wants a sister?”
“Eh?” Hans exclaimed in shock then looked at the chips that stayed a few more pieces in the jar, “This is really good to know. Can't stop eating.”
I laughed at Hans.
“Hans.. Hans.. Lu who usually jaim, cold and always hold back once met cassava chips instantly forget themselves.” Daddy shook his head.
“A quarter of Italy succumbed to the taste of original-flavored cassava chips,” Agung chuckled loudly.
“Eh is really Gung, it's really delicious. Buy where?”
“Di Mang Sardi's. If afternoon he sangkal in front until night.”
“Sold in cart?” hans's eyebrows shot up in astonishment.
Agung nodded, “Fry on his wagon as well. Especially when it is still warm to eat, wuihhhh steady!”
Leon stared at the jar filled with cassava chips in front of him. His hand opened the cover and immediately took out a few pieces. Head nodded.
“Original. Tasty. Tight but tender,” then looked at Agung, “Jam has opened so far not?”
Glanced at his watch.
“But Bang.. Want to bring Abah and Maman as well?”
Leon shuddered in shame and nodded.
“Ya already later let Mommy aja the future,” said Father.
“Eh, don't Yah. Poor Mother. Even troublesome,”, sergeant Leon looked at Dad.
“Nothing. Mother even hepi kok if in front of the complex. Many snacks.”
“So want to come..” Leon nodded again.
“Laaah Lu Bang's. See the snacks directly jajan mulu. It does not matter if the money in the wallet has been lost, until the money dime parking on the dashboard of the car was taken..” Indra looked at Leon with anxiety as he recalled the action of Leon who suddenly insisted on wanting ice goyobod in Cililin.
“Still remember Lu, Ndra.”
“Yes is. I'm traumatized, Bang. traumatized along Lu's path. Therefore, keingetan continues to tuh,” Indra dramatizes his sentence.
“Lebay lu Ndra's. Buruan merid, ntar y'all honeymoon in Singapore, I'm the treat,” Leon chuckled at Indra.
“Contact yes.note this greeting Bang Leon.”
“Not to be noted, Ndra. We all heard. So witness,” Bramasta chuckles.
“Udah intermezonya? Further not meeting?” Hans put an empty jar onto the table, “So where was it?”
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Author wants original cassava chips sold in carts.. 😁