
"Good morning, Mr. Hanzi. It's good to see you." A man with his four men entered the room. Just then also the man who was the superior of the two bodyguards stood up.
"What are you here for?" The room became crowded because it contained many people.
Someone smiled faintly. "There's no way I'm coming for no reason, sir. I came here because I wanted to invite you to cooperate. Surely the money in the suitcase was nothing" the man told Hanzi.
Hanzi is a high-ranking state official. He was the chairman of the House of Representatives who was there. He refused to meet anyone. But when he saw a suitcase of money in front of him, he became devastated and wanted to receive guests. And now the meeting is happening in his room.
Then who was the man who met Hanzi this morning? Why would he bring a suitcase of money just to see Hanzi?
A dozen minutes later...
There was fierce negotiation in the room. The guest looked annoyed that Hanzi had rejected his offer. But he's not out of sense.
"You will regret turning down this offer, Mr. Hanzi," said the guest's chairman.
"I'm afraid that your offer will harm me. Too risky" Hanzi said. The old man refused the offer he was given.
"Em, sorry. I'm too honest to talk." The guest finally apologized. "Look, Sir. You have power, power, treasure and throne. What are you afraid of when everything is running in your hands?" woo the guest. "You could easily command multiple parties to work together and then split the V with them. I know no one doesn't want money in government. If you refuse, then too bad, I'll give this project to the others." The guest scared Hanzi.
Hanzi looked silent. He thought again about the offer given. Sometimes he justifies the words of the guest. Sometimes he also feels anxious when making a deal. Because after all the news of the death of the finance minister made him tremble. He was worried about being targeted.
"All right, I'll free your goods into this land. But the tax I ask for is 25% of the total goods if cashed." Hanzi finally decided.
"alright. I concur. Your request is granted, Mr. Hanzi. Later that night my team immediately moved to the port," said the guest.
The guest was a drug smuggler who worked with international networks to smuggle their goods to various countries. He went to Hanzi to ask for permission. And of course they dare to pay dearly to get the goods to the destination. Nothing else is not to smooth their efforts. They have a hidden mission.
Will Hanzi be one of the targets of a masked band of robbers? Will they know the cooperation Hanzi is doing?
Her night...
The kilos of sago flour entered one of the ports in the country. No obstacle at all. His arrival was warmly welcomed by the burly people who were there. The location of the port also looks lonely from fishermen or sailors who sail. The sago flour transaction went smoothly tonight. Dozens of kilo shabu entered the domestic area.