Dilemma of Marriage Left
Chapter 165

"They say that the quality of our products has decreased. Not the same as working with them. I kept asking, which part of the product quality decreased. Pak Ali secretary instead replied that the owner of the core company wanted to resign from this cooperation," explained Rusli.

"Squeaky. Why is it like that? Then they're not professionals. If indeed the quality of our products decreases, they will definitely use a claim submission form. Not suddenly canceling a cooperation contract like this! Though I know, Mr. Ali was already dabbling in the business world long before me." Fatan's face turned red, he was annoyed after hearing the news delivered by Rusli just now.

Arriving at the work room, Fatan immediately put the bag on the table and ruffled his waist while breathing rough. While Rusli was still trailing behind him and standing not far from his desk.

"Do you still have the agreement?" ask Fatan to Rusli, then turn around.

"Still, Boss. I'll get it first." Rusli rushed out of the room, then went to his desk. Before long, he brought back some blue maps in his hand.

Rusli put the maps on Fatan's desk. "This is the file the boss requested. There is a letter of cooperation contract, as well as a form of purchase transaction of goods to us. Please check the boss out."

"OKAY. But did they send you an email about this?" ask Fatan again. I can't wait to meet Ali in person.

"Last I got an email from Miss Elisa, Boss. It was also about the sales report to Pak Ali's company and the email I received before I took my wedding leave" replied Rusli honestly.

"Yes already. I'll check first. You can go back to the place." Fatan's mood was suddenly bad after hearing the news. He felt very strange over this incident, like something was awkward.

"Good, Boss. Excuse me." Rusli bowed respectfully and then walked out of Fatan's study, to his desk.

Fatan massaged his forehead and sat on his big chair. He began to open and examine one by one the contents of the map.

"Nothing is awkward. Everything in this report is as normal as any other colleague. What is really going on with them? Looks like I have to go see Mr. Ali," he murmured inwardly.

Fatan again closed the maps, then grabbed the phone handle on the table to contact Rusli.

"Rus, please connect me to Mr. Ali," said Fatan.

"Good, Boss." The phone connection was cut off.

Fatan waited for a while, then the phone on his desk rang. He immediately replied.

"Boss sorry. The secretary said Mr. Ali was busy and could not be disturbed" Rusli said.

Fatan instantly clucked while clenching his hand. Because so far the company owned by his father Antony was the first most colleagues in buying the company's products led by him.

"You're asking him why he's busy?"

"I asked the boss. But the secretary won't tell you about the reason for Ali's busy life."

Fatan was breathing rough. "Well, I'm going to his company now. Please, if there's a meeting, schedule it after lunch." After giving the order, he immediately hung up the phone without waiting for a response from Rusli.

The man rubbed his face many times, then moved from his seat of greatness. His patience is being tested, as he is the main heart of the company. All the processes in and out of the goods in the company, all decided by him. Although it is not uncommon for him to be with the team to have discussions first.

Fatan put the map into the bag, then took it out of the room. When the door opened, Rusli immediately looked down respectfully until Fatan entered the elevator.

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At exactly 10 a.m., Fatan arrived at Ali's company. He came down and then went inside. While the driver who drove him also went to the special parking lot of guests.

"Good morning, how can we help you?" greet a female receptionist while smiling kindly at her.

"Amorning, I want to meet with Mr Ali can?" ask Fatan.

"I'm sorry, did you make an appointment with him?" The receptionist asked back.

"I'm sorry, sir. According to the information I have, if you have not made an appointment, then you cannot meet with Mr. Ali" said the receptionist. He looked nervous looking at Fatan's face which was starting to turn red.

"Information where? Or not, I want to meet the secretary." Fatan was getting curious. He sharpened his observation. But the receptionist was actually afraid and even reluctant to see the face of Fatan directly.

"B-good, Sir. Please wait a moment. You can sit on the couch, sir. Go ahead," said the receptionist who grew increasingly nervous.

Fatan nodded his head, willing to wait.

Not long after, the receptionist stood up and approached Fatan who was looking at the focus of the phone screen.

"Excuse me, Sir. I've told Ms. Liza, she said you can meet her now in the meeting room. Let me tell you about the room, "take the receptionist in a polite manner.

Fatan nodded in understanding and then moved from his seat. Not forgetting the bag was brought. He let the receptionist go first. It turned out that the meeting room in question was not far from the lobby earlier.

"Please, sir is waiting here. Soon Miss Liza will be here."

"Yes, thank you."

Fatan went inside and the receptionist closed the door again. Long enough to wait, the door of the meeting room opened. He saw a woman from behind the door, but she was not alone. Except with a man.

Fatan felt alien to the two men. This was the first time he had ever come to a colleague's office in person. Because usually in charge of meetings with the company's leadership is Rusli. He stood up to welcome the 'master of the house'.

"I'm sorry, it's been a long wait for you" said the man who came with the woman Fatan believed was Ms. Liza.

"No problem," replied Fatan indifferently.

"Oh yeah introduce me Antony and this is Liza my secretary."

"I'm sorry, I just wanted to meet with Miss Liza. What is your position here?" Fatan knows a little about Antony from Nila.

"I am the sole legitimate heir to this company. And since my late father and mother died, automatically his wealth fell into my hands," said Antony full of arrogance and very haughty.

"What's? So Mr Ali and his wife are dead? Since when?" Fatan confirmed his hearing.

"Yes, exactly a week ago." Antony smiled a grin and looked down at Fatan.

But on the other hand, Fatan remained calm. The man was indeed surprised, because the departure of his senior in the field of business was very sudden.

"Why is there no media reporting it? Though your father is among the most royal and friendly people in the business kanca." Fatan sharpened his gaze. Fished Antony to tell stories.

"You're just an outsider. So no need to know. I'm sure you're here because you didn't accept the termination of our cooperation contract?" guess Antony and laugh.

"You're wrong. I don't accept. I'm just here to make sure that this email from Ms. Liza is true. Yes if it is true, here is the position of your side that decides. Then you must pay a fine for the remaining contract period, as stated in the initial agreement. And with this my side will not issue a dime compensation," said Fatan.

Antony just sighed. "Well, what about the goods you send are not up to our standards? Do I need to sue through legal means?" Again Antony threatened with the power of his father, because he knew that Ali was a powerful businessman.

"We'll check it back. But if there is fraud on your part, then you have to pay a fine of double!" Fatan tried to regulate his emotions. To face a child for him is not difficult.

"OK, just do it. Now it's better to come with me to the warehouse to make sure that your stuff is worth selling!" Antony doesn't want to lose.

"okay."

The three men finally came out of the meeting room and headed for the storage warehouse in the company owned by Ali.