Men's Soleh Wealth System
28. Negotiation Fried Chicken Stalls

[The current total balance in your account is Rp316,000,000,- ]

"Waaawwwwww!" Aziel reflexively cheered in excitement.

The jockey was shocked because Aziel suddenly just cheered like that. "Why you?"

Aziel chuckled considering what happened. Without the need to work hard, he can get that much money within 24 hours after being revived in the body of his son. But it is not as much when selling organs with billions of prices once harvest all organs. But the work he does is full of risks.

It's very different from what he's doing right now. His job is to distribute money only. Every job outside the mission, he gets a bonus many times the existing balance.

"Ayooo, we do this sincerely. May goodness and blessing in carrying out this work, can open abundant sustenance," asked Aziel to encourage the Jockey to continue his work in sweeping the streets.

"Woo! What does it have to do with cleaning this same sustenance? Found money falling on the streets?" jockey whistles sweeping leaves and garbage on the side of the road.

"My uncle's practice leads us to heaven! Everything is done with sincerity, it will turn around with kindness to those of us who carry it out." Aziel this time looked a little cheerful. The man inside the boy, quite happy, imagined his son had enough money to live life after he had actually left.

Aziel's eyes, glanced back at the franchise chicken shop that looked quiet and gloomy. On a whim he moved towards the stall.

Seeing the presence of the neat handsome boy but carrying a broomstick and pengki along the way, made the well-dressed man the manager of the place welcome him in an unexpected way.

"You're gembels? Why go into this shop?" snapped it.

Of course Aziel was very surprised to get such a friendly welcome. "Ah, I .. would ...."

"Nothing!" snapped it. He closed his chest, indirectly as if expelling Aziel from that place.

"I'm not done asking, sir. Why have you been interrupted? Is it not in business that we have to prioritize attitude?"

"Well! What is attitude? This stall will soon be just a name! The manager is ready to leave and leave this place."

The person in charge snorted. "Why are you wondering?"

"Om I'm looking for a store like this, sir. I guess, Om I wouldn't mind being the next owner."

The fat man, with the buttons of clothes that had stretched from his position looked at Aziel with his trivial face. This time, he watched Aziel very closely.

From his face alone, he could already guess that this boy was still in school age. His face was very clean and handsome.

'Looks like he's the son of a rich man, ' his inner self.

However, his forehead creased as he saw what he was holding was exactly the same as the boy who was on the side of the road. "That's him, your friend?"

"True, we're serving the people around here, to clean up."

The person in charge nodded his head steadily. "Good! Your social spirit seems pretty high."

Aziel responded to that wrong estimate quite calmly. "About, how much does it cost to get my Om to have this?"

The person in charge was still looking at this Aziel with a slightly doubtful face. He was afraid that Aziel would be surprised to hear the numbers he would mention.

"You're sure your oms can pay for everything?"

"Sure!" aziel replied steadily.

"Tell Om you, prepare two hundred million! Then this shop will be his!" say the Responsible Person.

"It's really just that, sir? How cheap?"