CEO Rescue Me!
CHAPTER 252 – AGGRAVATION SECRETARY SANJAYA GROUP
SANJAYA GROUP
SANJAYA GROUP MEETING ROOM
Hans glanced at his expensive watch. In front of him, representatives from other companies, are presenting cooperation proposals.
His feet moved impatiently. His fingers tapped on the table with the rhythm of the horse's foot. He was bored with the dull exposure. But his face was as usual, flat and cold.
“Ma’af me interrupt for a moment, Mom. Can you go more directly to the subject? Please pass all the bases,” Hans stared intently at the young woman standing in a span skirt far above peach-colored knees.
The woman suddenly collapsed and held her body by leaning against the table behind her. Hands shaking. I was not surprised by Hans' reaction.
Though he had far away days of preparing his performance meticulously for today's presentation. His work clothes are specially designed by designers from the Lion Country. Her makeup was done by a famous MUA from Jakarta who she called specifically to her apartment in the morning.
“You why?” Hans raised his eyebrows.
The woman quickly took control of herself again. He smiled professionally trained. Then nod
“You have breakfast?” Hans asked again after seeing the corner of the lips twitch for a moment before he smiled.
“I'm fine, Mr. Hans. And yes, I had breakfast. Thanks for the attention,” the woman blushed and smiled.
Next to his legs wiggled to make Hans attention diverted on the foot level and smooth. Hans shook his face while questioning.
“Can we continue? Straight to the topic. My time is not much. I have to attend other meetings as well.”
“I understand, Mr. Hans.”
“Ya, please.”
The beautiful woman began to present again. Talking while moving his hands.
“Ma’af I was curious about the bombastic sounding percentage figures based on what?” Hans frowning.
“Based on my opinion, Mr. Hans,” the woman smiled proudly.
His index finger touched the end of his long hair that was beautifully smoothed with large curls at the end. Then her index finger was wrapped around her hair.
Hans noticed it all with his eyebrows raised next door. Then looked down to read the proposal file in front of him.
“I spoke with... Siska's mother Meylania Santoso, with the post of General Affairs of Metro Line Co...”
“That company belongs to Papa,” the woman cut out Hans's sentence while scraping.
“Oh.. so Siska's mother is the son of Mr Santoso?” Hans tilted his face.
“Please don't call mom. I'm not that old, am I?” his eyes rolled again.
Hans was really embarrassed let alone seeing the woman standing on one leg and the other he was shaking.
“I'll file a note of objection to your papa company.”
“Mota object??” the woman's face really reflected a sense of wonder.
“Metro Line Co. I am sure it is not a company yesterday afternoon. And Sanjaya Group is also not an abal-abal company. It is unfortunate that the company Metro Line Co. sends messengers who do not have the capability to present cooperation as representatives of the company.”
The woman's face suddenly pias.
“From your body gestures and appearance, I'm sure you're trying to lure me in. But ma’af. You're not my type. You as a general affair but trying to establish an affair with me?”
The woman's eyes widened.
“I don't berm..”
Hans shook his hand.
“Already. I'm tired of hearing explanations of your swirling presentation like a burnt mosquito repellent. Just as tired as my eyes see you constantly wiggling your legs.”
“You can't do that!” The woman exclaimed furiously, “I explained in detail. You know what graduate I am? I am a graduate of business management! The projection numbers I put forward earlier are based on my mature thinking..!”
Hans chuckles, “Projections of numbers halu.”
The woman's face was red.
He stood up from his chair and sat down.
“Next time, for the projection of the numbers it must be based on a clear and accountable source. Not the result of Mother's own daydream.”
Hans pointed his index finger.
“Once more, when submitting a proposal and presenting please dress modestly. Minimal skirt below knee.”
“This is designer design Singapore!” the woman clenched her fingers.
“I don’t care. That’s my rule _I don't care. That's my rule_” Hans looked at the woman with a smile, “I think it's enough. Thanks for the presentation. Good day.”
Hans breezed out of the meeting room at the Sanjaya Group followed by his assistant.
“Mr Hans!” the woman called out with a trembling voice.
Hans who was holding the door handle stopped and turned his head.
“How about the cooperation.”
Hans did not answer. He just shook his head and walked out of the room. Before the door closed perfectly, he still heard the woman swearing at him. Hans smiled broadly.
“You hear?” ask the assistant, “Don't trust a woman who talks while wiggling her legs at you. Especially with less fashion such materials.”
“Indeed why Mr Hans?” his assistant asked in a curious tone.
“Dedication and attitude minus. He only cares about himself,” Hans chuckles.
His assistant chuckled while shaking his head.
In the reception room in front of her room she saw Raditya in his brown uniform looking at her dress.
“Assalamu’alaikum Mr. Raditya.” Hans came up to him and shook hands and hugged.
“Wa’alaikumussalam, Mr Hans.”
“Ma’af I just finished meeting. Have you been waiting a long time?”
“Lumayan..”.
“We have lunch in my room only then so we can chat freely.”
Raditya.
From the corridor of the meeting room, appeared the woman who was walking by stomping her feet with a pouting face towards the elevator. He glanced at Hans and Raditya.
Hans just glanced at him. But Raditya glanced at him with a face of astonishment almost gawking until Hans had to pat him on the shoulder.
“Dia why?”
Hans shrugged both of his shoulders indifferently.
“Pampered child who became his papa company representative for the presentation but his presentation was rejected.”
Raditya laughs, “Oh.. sulk?”
Hans laughed.
“What do you eat? Our cafeteria is delicious.”
Hans opens the door and lets Raditya in.
“My stomach acid is up. I want the fruitful but not just coconut milk.”
Hans contacted the receptionist in front of his room with an intercom, “Message Soto Bandung 2 yes. Extra radish for Mr. Raditya. Mango and avocado juice.”
Her eyes turned to Raditya, “I ordered extra radishes to cool the stomach. Why is the stomach acid rising? Stress with the development that occurs?”
Raditya chuckled while rubbing his face. His face looks very tired.
“Virtual world rocking the real world. Prince Zuko last night really shook the officials and crocs close to Mr. Thakur.”
“I also read the opinions of the netizens on Blue Bird. Even hastagnya blaring up to international.”.
Raditya.
“Website we were hijacked since the early hours of this day. Until now can not be operated.”
Hans raised both eyebrows in astonishment.
“By whom?”
“She calls herself Netizen Indonesia.”
“Di-hack how?”
“Suddenly the page is blackout and popped banners of firing Mr. Thakur's accomplices.,” Raditya laughed bitterly, “If they knew who the officials were his accomplices.”
Raditya suddenly stopped laughing. He looked up at Hans seriously.
“Every night in the appearance of Prince Zuko, I caught something unusual.”
“Means?” Hans put on a flat face.
“At the end of his appearance, there was the inscription I GOT YOUR MESSAGE,” Raditya looked at Hans with sparkling, “Does this mean Prince Zuko has seen the message of Agung ?”
Hans was stunned for a long time. Raditya waited with hope.
“I don’t know... Grandma said nothing to me. His family and Mr. Alwin's family entrust Great Security to AMANSecure. So, he is under my responsibility. Anything that threatens his safety is a concern of AMANSecure.”
“Ah.. I guess.. I had hoped a lot earlier,” Raditya face looks disappointed.
“Later if there is any development, Agung will definitely tell me. I'll notify Mr. Raditya.”
Raditya nodded in agreement.
“How about the fake ambush incident yesterday?” Hans switched the conversation.
Raditya.
“The number that went in to ask me to lead the ambush was a fake number. Even when I asked my team, they didn't know anything about Gor Saparua. Everyone was shocked when I told them that. After that, I was closely guarded by them.”
“Lucky you have a team that is sollid and trustworthy, Mr. Radit.”
Raditya nodded in agreement with Hans' words.
Door knocked. Hans' assistant walked in with a young woman in a maroon uniform carrying a food trolley.
“We eat first, later we continue the conversation earlier.”
15 Minutes later while they were still talking, Hans's device rang. Incoming call from Mr. Alwin.
"Assalamualaikum Mr. Alwin..."
"I've read your report on Raditya. He must be prepared.."
"I was with him. I'll prepare it, sir."
"You know exactly what did I mean, right_You really understand what I mean_?"
"Yes I do, Sir_Yes, Mr_."
"OK. Just do and make it_All right. Let's make it happen."
Mr. Alwin ended his call.
Raditya had finished eating. He sipped his avocado juice. His eyebrows shot up next to him when he saw Hans putting down his dress then looked at him with a big smile.
"Sir Raditya, there is something important that I will talk to you about."
"Yes??" Raditya put down his glass of juice.
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