Lady'S Gentleman
One Day With Arman (3 of 3)

At 9 am.

After holding briefings to agents, and processing various reporting, Arman continued to travel to the 50th floor, the floor where the Board of Directors, Commissioners, and Shareholders of Parent Enterprises have offices. There is also the most important and influential Division for business progress, the Treasury Division.

Arman himself as Kadiv Corsec (Corporate Secretary) has hundreds of men, but scattered in various posts.

In this building alone, every one of the Directors has 2 to 3 secretaries to take care of his work, not the Commissioners.

In addition, there is also a Secretary to take care of internal matters of the company, such as the Making and Distribution of Annual Reports, Publications and Press, Public Relations, Mailing (Investigative Letter), Documentation, and many other things.

Arman must also know the problems of each Division concerning Sebastian's interests.

Like this morning, though,

When he - even - had not yet reached his desk, James Rutherfort had already dragged him to sit down and talk quickly about the stock market problems.

"IHSG rose 0.17 percent to 6,022.39! We're highest 6,067!! Crazy one! Limited ride! Submission about the purchase of slots has not been approved by the Commissioner, I continue to buy what?! I also have to buy for others before investors push everything even if we make a big profit today!" James Excited.

Armani, arman,

Just shut up while sipping Macchiato.

Sweet...

But she thinks it's sweeter Sandra Ellen's lips.

Hopefully Sandra does not raise the price of her jewelry because she is upset with Arman.

Arman remained silent because he did not fully understand James' words.

Arman does not like uncertainty.

Such as stock market and economic predictions.

He thinks it's all just capitalist wits.

What the hell is being traded here anyway? Its form is invisible. Just want to fool the west.

Thought Arman.

Yeah, but that's it. It's each other's interests.

And James is used to, even every day, panic.

According to Arman, James actually only wanted to ask one sentence :

Where's Sebastian?

But because he was so panicked, he was heard venting.

"Father came sekitaaaar... 3... 2.1.1..." Arman pointed his index finger at the elevator.

And Voila!

Open with Sebastian out of there.

"Please Mr. James begin the discussion." Arman grinned.

"Hm. Could you too." James patted Arman on the shoulder and approached Sebastian enthusiastically, beginning to shout like a child excited about going up the Puppet Palace in Dufan.

Sebastian even took a step back to avoid James because his enthusiasm was already in stage :

"What a whisper you are. My cigar's over again..." Grouse Sebastian.

Arman holds out an iron box, the stash of Sebastian's favorite Havana cigar.

Sebastian took it and said,

"James, you stay in your room. Don't comeout. I'll be there later. Buy it with Arman's money. Later the report follows." said Sebastian while pressing the room code.

"Arman, call Yudhistira Bagaswirya, tell him to come to the treasury meeting this morning."

"Good, Sir. Don't eat snacks like that, sir, later in the afternoon you have to go to Germany with Mr. Gerald."

"God. I forgot." Erang Sebastian disappeared behind the door of his room.

"That's a sign that he agreed to buy me or not? I want to buy 50 billion of these." Ask James to Arman.

Arman just grinned while saying.

"Funds to buy stocks will arrive at GL Mr. James in 2 minutes." Arman fiddled with his phone.

He showed me the delivery receipt from his phone screen.

"The sipp!! Swing bro!" And James passed from there.

Arman breathed a sigh of relief.

Then sit while leaning his head and try to casually stare at the ceiling.

How could James panic and be noisy every day? Absolutely incredible stamina!

Inner Arman was amazed.

As good as.

Next, there are only meetings, meetings and meetings until lunch time.

Arman yawned from boredom.

Pretend to drop a pen under the meeting table and yawn under the table.

Or permission to go to the toilet while making coffee.

Or pretend to write a note even though he recorded the condition of his meeting.

Make the minutes later after lunch, so it looks busy.

Sebastian and Arman are in an elevator.

Arman is busy with his tablet and Sebastian in front of him is busy with his phone.

Arman could see Sebastian sending a short message to the Minister of Defense, regarding the possibility of private cooperation in the procurement of Alutsista.

"I was overreacting?" Sebastian asked, looking back, at Arman.

"Eh?" Arman raised his face. Concentration's divided. "I don't think so. Just a little pissed off. But they are paid a lot to listen to your scolding." Sahut Arman's.

Sebastian nodded. He was satisfied with Arman's scathing answer.

At least out of the tens of thousands of employees, there was one who was completely honest with him.

"Where are you having lunch?" Ask Sebastian.

Arman glanced at him, feeling misgivings.

"Mr asked instead of coming with me to lunch, right?!" Arman.

"Of course not. Why am I participating in your perverted activities." Sebastian's Snatch. "I just want to make sure your location makes it easy to scream."

Arman smiled widely, full of indecision. "I'm not sure which lunch I want, anyway. I will send flowers tomorrow. Golden gilt. Hopefully it can melt the Heart Poem." Arman shows a photo of an example of a wreath of gold that Sandra just sent.

"2.5 billion?! Why so expensive?!" Sebastian Exclamations.

"Yes, I'm canceling." Sahut Arman's.

"Eh, wait." Sebastian takes Arman's tablet.

There was no immediate response until the elevator stopped on the 50th floor.

Sebastian simply frowned while staring at the photo of the wreath.

He's zoom in, man,

He zoomed out, though,

Time and time again.

Until Arman felt his eyes begin to rotate because he noticed Sebastian's zooming activities.

Moreover, the lighting of the tablet was set 100% by Sebastian.

"Yes, stop..." Sebastian has finally surrendered.

Arman breathed a sigh of relief while receiving back his tablet. He immediately reset his lighting to 20%.

"Crazy, garlands are so expensive! When will I be lucky like this?!" Sebastian exited the elevator.

Making Arman frown while thinking.

This month, the Consolidation Report posted net gains of 1.7 trillion.

What's that called if not cuan?!

"Suell up." Arman muttered while contacting Janet.

"Hi Mr. Arman..." Sapa Janet with her flirtatious sigh.

"Hi Darling. Which hotel are you at this afternoon?"

Sebastian turned his head towards Arman, watching the Croatian-Korean man.

"Is there anything else I can help you with, sir?" Ask Arman.

"There was. Tomorrow you check up. Who knows if there is a contagious disease. My bedmate is changing..." Sebastian's grumbling while entering his room.

Arman.

"You bought me a box, yeah, I ran out of it" Arman said to Janet in a low voice. It means a box of safety.

*****

At around 17 Arman headed to Garnet Security Agency as usual, to conduct various analyses and observations.

Umar, an agent for the investigation and administration, has prepared a bantex whose contents are full of personal data from...

"Of Sakurazaka." Arman muttered while observing the photo of the woman.

There was something in this figure of a woman in front of him.

Something that had not been revealed behind her gentle smile. Arman firmly believes that Ayumi is not just a 'boyfriend of Trevor'.

The man stroked his chin while reading Ayumi's self data.

Overall, not her favorite type of woman.

But the mystery that envelops Ayumi makes the soul of her agent stirred.

At around 18:30, Sebastian entered the Garnet Agency training area.

"What time do you leave, sir?" arman asked as he put bandages in his hands.

"I'm waiting for Gerald. He hasn't finished the meeting." Sebastian relaxes his muscles. "There's about an hour to stretch."

Then they both got into the boxing ring.

And wearing a head covering.

"Don't be too tired sir, tomorrow morning you have a lot of activities in Germany."

First hit from Arman

Sebastian feels unsteady but can control his body.

Arman had enough heart on him that martial matters. Maybe venting his frustration all day, or maybe he does not want to waste the opportunity to 'beating' his boss.

Who else can beat Sebastian like Arman?!

"I'm not a child to be reminded of." Sebastian said.

Blow reply! To the head of Arman.

The man shook his head mastering his dizziness.

"In Germany don't look for nastar. Poor Gerald's in a mess." Said Arman.

The kick turned towards Sebastian.

And so on, until about two more hours.

*****

Arman's phone rang.

Holy hooch! Aspersion.

Who the hell! His grunt.

Sebastian Bataragunadi's name is on his phone screen.

Why else? Are you on your way to Germany?! Is anyone missing?

Inner Arman

Arman stopped his movements, while covering Janet's mouth, also sticking her index finger to her lips towards Yani.

Tell them to shut up.

Then catch his breath and pick up his phone.

"Yes sir." Sweepings.

"Busy?"

"That's how."

"Can it be disturbed, right?"

"Can you say 'no' ngga?"

"Ngga. Send Asse's full data to Alex. He wants to make the game."

"Huh?" Tanya Arman did not understand.

"Konek dong! It's aja bengong. Not yet this exact climax." Grouse Sebastian.

Arman rips her body from Janet, causing her to complain of disappointment.

"Alex Beaufort's? A game?" Ask Arman.

"Yes. We need to know who got into that link. Gamers in Japan are crazy about games made by Beaufort Tech, I feel there are some yakuza henchmen who will connect with us. I need to know which clan is connected to Tadashi."

"Is that not in vain?!"

"But there's no harm in trying, right?"

"Hm."

Janet and Yani start working on it again. Asking Arman for attention by licking him.

"Yes Sir. Before I go home I drop by Alex's office." Arman finally.

He doesn't like Alex Beaufort.

So he was in a position to do this.

So that night after he finished his activities, Arman went to the Beaufort Bank Building to meet Alex to do his last job that day.

*****

At 23.30.

Cklek!

Arman opened the door to his apartment unit.

Sighing with relief.

He opened his shoes, put them on the shelf.

Open the bag, put it on the front hanger of the tv.

Loosen the tie, turn on the coffee machine.

Then dropped himself on the sofa while closing his eyes.

He had taken a shower at the hotel.

But he felt he needed to take another shower.

Feels tired.

He was yawning because he was sleepy. Then stretch his body.

And look around him.

Apartment's neat. According him.

So neat it looks like a furniture exhibition display. Without a sign of life.

Arman has never put anyone else here, and no woman has set foot here yet.

Except for the ART, but those middle-aged, fat moms don't count.

This is his comfort zone.

Authority areas.

Room stands.

The more quiet the more calm he was.

Arman turns on his favorite song from the phone.

Then get into the bathroom.

End the day quietly.

*****