Conglomerate System
Spend it to the roots

Under everyone's gaze. Saddam continued to step foot into the courtyard of the wooden house. He stopped at the door. "Put everything in there!" Point Saddam to a long wooden chair.

After that they lined up waiting to remain outside like the loyal bodyguards of a boss.

"Tok can Fahri's house the arrival of a special person?"

"Come on, Mom, I don't know either. We try to peep how?"

"Mom, too, come on!" The neighbors one by one approached but did not dare to get too close.

Umar came walking leisurely without caring everyone glared at him.

He looked at some people who were quite large. Soon he bent his body and passed by. Among the rows of people in black.

Not long after that Zai came out of Fahri's house and gave up his good looks after bathing, even though he only wore modest clothing owned by Fahri. But good looks and bravery remain prominent.

"Who is he, so handsome. Want me to have a daughter-in-law like that" another mother said.

"We're the same ma'am, maybe he's a big guest who's inside Fahri's house. It looks very clean face and smooth skin" said the mother next door who also saw.

"Greetings Young Master!" Saddam said hello which was also followed by a row of people in black clothes who were there.

"Mm" Zai nodded and raised his hand. "You came quickly too, and you were very understanding with bringing some presents. I love your performance" Zai patted Saddam on the shoulder.

"Thank you for the compliment. All this is for the sake of pleasing the Young Master's helper" Sadam said.

Zai turned to the side where there was Fahri and his wife and child and there was also Umar who had just come.

"It was a gift to you as a form of my gratitude" Zai said, then he turned his eyes again to Saddam "Wake them a house for shelter and a big restaurant on this beach. I want when I stop by, I can stay here and enjoy the sea view. And magic this place into a paradise that will make money for the surrounding residents"

"Okay, Young Master! All messages will be done soon" said Sadam. "All of you. Quickly look for three hundred people who can fulfill what the young master wants. I want all the work that Young Master asks to do in one week. Everyone, do you understand!?"

"Understand the chairman" said all at once. And they immediately announced it to the surrounding residents, who would want to come to work. It took a hundred workers to build a house. One hundred people built restaurants and one hundred people built tourist attractions.

Fahri and umar gawked, he felt something unreal. They talk that time being challenged is just haphazard. In reality, everything is almost in accordance with prayer.

"Umar, I want you to choose. You come with me or stay here with you gonna be the tour manager later?" Zai asked

"I'll just stay here. Because I still have a dependant brother who is still small and parents who are very old" said Umar.

"All right then. You'll be the tour manager that's gonna be built. Salary problem later we can arrange" Zai hugged Umar. "Thank you very much" he said again

"I thank you for all this" she said in tears.

Fahri wanted to hug too, but he puffed out. The three of them are almost the same age. Only Fahri looks older because he is married and has children.

"Of course" said Fahri, he clasped his wife's hand and his son's. There was deep gratitude he could feel. After Zai left. Fahri and his wife prostrated as well as Umar who was very happy..

Zai left Saddam and a few more for the next week as a sign that everyone was working well, and also that no one would interfere with the work being done.

Zai got on a helicopter and went home..

Arriving in Jakarta, Zai landed a helicopter on top of Pt Majah Jaya building.

He saw a commotion below. Soon he came out and was greeted by Monte.

Monte immediately went up to the roof when he saw a helicopter that wanted to land.

"What happened Mon?" Zai immediately asked.

"Someone wants to make a little trouble with us Young master. But it will be resolved soon. We've prepared the evidence and all the necessary things to report them." Monte said as he walked.

Zai went straight down to Orlando's room. "Dad!" Call Zai. He just called Orlando Om. But now it has changed its call. Because Zai had already planned an incredible wedding at the Sky Pavilion Banjarmasin. He chose a place there, one of them because of the birthplace banjarmasin. "How about the company?" Ask Zai again. Then he sat on the couch.

"A little bad before. But now just push back. This is the mastermind" Orlando handed Map the green color.

"Bramasta, I've never had a problem with this person" Zai murmured. "Just crush it to the root. So they know who they're dealing with?" Said Zai to his father-in-law.

"We are responding to the parties involved and will report them to the police station, with enough evidence to await the day" Zai said.

"I'll take July today first, we'll get married in banjarmasin a week later. I'll be with mom. We'll wait there" Zai said again.

"Sure Nak"

Zai exited Orlando's room and went down to the lobby and ordered the staff to gather in the company's lobby.

Didn't wait long. All staff have stopped working since the announcement of the notice. Zai waited for five minutes until everyone gathered all together.

"Alright, because everyone has gathered. I'll announce that from tomorrow you'll all be on holiday. The office will be closed for another two weeks" Zai stopped speaking briefly. Not hearing a bad voice. Zai continued, "but you can rest easy, your salary will not be deducted a penny. And I'm gonna have a wedding in a week. For that who wants to come. Please come." Said Zai closing the announcement with a smile

When his words were finished. A big applause was given and congratulations were said by the employees. No matter how grateful they are, in addition to getting a full salary by working for approximately two weeks they also get an excellent Boss.

Zai went home and visited Anggoro at his home..

"Good day, Young Master. Can anyone help?" Satpam asked. Now the security guards there have changed and are very polite. Karna Zai also drives her Bugatti Divo.

"I want to meet Mr. Anggoro" said Zai who reciprocated courtesy with courtesy