Conglomerate System

Conglomerate System
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Two people in one room were cultivating. They both absorbed the essence which was the energy of nature, where it was scattered between heaven and earth.


It could be felt that the diffusing aura of nature was being pulled in such a way and forced into the shape of a ball of energy on the palm of the hand.


How long have they done it with empty bottles that have been used, scattered in no direction. The energy ball they created was still very small, not what they expected. But they are still grateful because the energy of this world is very thin. Either when they will wake up and find out that what they have, has now changed its owner.


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Zai brought Mei Chan into the house that became the headquarters of the cultivator organization. Now it's all hers and no one can disturb her.


"Do you know where Brother Jun is cultivating?" Zai asked Mei Chan who was now sitting next to him.


"He was usually on an island in the middle of the sea, but I don't know for sure which island he lives on now, because he often moved around the location" said Mei Chan.


"I'll get the others to check out all the islands in Indonesia" Zai said easily. If for others it will be difficult, but for him it is a very easy thing. With power and a lot of money and subordinates, it only takes a few days to find the leader of the organization and one more person who does not know where the balance is.


"Do you want to come, I want to visit somewhere" Zai said.


Mei Chan shook her head, "let me here. If Brother Jun gets out of training and comes here, then I can call as soon as possible and make it look like nothing has happened before." He said he was spoiled. "Before you leave, can we do it again?" mei Chan asked with a hint of shame and hope.


"Sure!" sahut Zai's. If women ask. It's not good to refuse it.


The two of them went to the room that had previously been silent witnesses of the fight between the two of them and began to take actions that they had agreed upon.


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Two hours late.


Now the clock has shown at 19:20 and Zai is in front of a house that is quite large and has a large yard.


There was a moment where he remembered a mistake where he was constantly beaten under a tree by his cousin. The son of Alfi, his mother's brother who happened to have met at the hotel at that time.


He looked around and sounded the horn. One security guard came to open a small turnstile next to him and asked "What's the matter?" tanyanya Satpam was flat and a little annoyed because it sounded the horn at night and disturbed him who was asleep. He looked at Zai with displeasure, According to him if an important person would bring a luxury car to the house. But this was just Xenia. Although not blind, it is normal. "If there's no important business, just go because no one is in this house. Everything is out of town" the security guard said again.


"Good" Zai turned his thumb to the security guard and made a call.


"I'm being chased away by the security guard, so I can't see you inside" Zai said. He does not need to issue anger just for a security guard.just need to call the one inside to finish the business that is postponed.


"There's no need to brag by pretending you're one of the guests in this house, I know the young masters who live here always bring friends who at least have a Sport Car not like this" he said again sneered while pointing to the Xenia Car used by Zai.


Zai smiled in response, but he did not leave and his car was not turned off. 'Until the security guard was arrogant, arrogant who was not kelirungan. I feel ashamed if I remember having a bloodline with them. If I could I would throw it away ' He shook his head to see the Security Guard waving his hand constantly urging Zai to leave


Not long after, someone was seen running and heading towards the large gate in a hurry.


That person was none other than Sakti. The eldest son of Pak Anggoro. He was rarely there and did not live there either. But because Zai contacted him earlier and said he would visit, he was immediately happy and arranged a banquet in the house first.


But he had to get another call that made him unhappy, because Sattam dared to expel and brag about.


"Mur! what the hell are you doing? He is my guest, why throw him out? don't you want to live anymore, huh?" Sakti was wrathful with many questions in her mouth that came out.


The person called Mur or Murjani his full name immediately shivered, shivering not because of the cold, but because of fear.


The most influential person from the Anggoro family besides the great master Anggoro is Sakti the first child who rarely speaks. But when he speaks and gets angry he will yell at that person and sometimes he will hit him.


Luckily Murjani was not immediately slapped just asked if he wanted to live or not. Of course he chose life.


"I'm sorry, sir! I was wrong" Murjani said on her knees facing Zai. He knew that if he only apologized to the Milky Way, he would still be blamed. That's why he immediately thought quickly, and from his mind he immediately explained. As now by asking forgiveness to the man he had previously humbled.


"I don't take care of your life, because you don't work with me. Sakti! take good care of him" Zai said he closed the car's glass. Sakti itself immediately opened the width of the large gate to allow the Xenia Car into the yard.


"From today on, I fire you, do not complain because it is for your own good" Sakti said, shouting Murjani who was sitting in the doldrums.


This is the name of pride that is not good and brings losses not profits.


Sakti left Murjani who was still sitting down did not accept the harsh reality. He no longer cared about the person he had fired and rushed towards the parked Zai Car.


"Please enter Young Master" Sakti said politely. He removed the adab that should have been him who received such treatment, but he understood the people near him as if a solid mountain could not be torn down.


Zai nodded, it was certain that he did. Although he never intersected with the sakti in the Anggoro family. But he still accepted that politeness as the form of the Young Master of his subordinates.


His footsteps for the first time in his life's history stepped on the floor inside the house. His heart felt tight and there was a part he wanted to show to those who had insulted his family and never allowed him to enter even to meet a Grandfather named Anggoro.