Namoras
Perfect acting

"how? You should think about the consequences of your arrogant actions. If this is the case, you can only meet our demands. If not, then give us back the money and we'll leave Martins Group!" Urge Roland with great confidence.

The others also continued to voice their demands until Namora really had no chance to retaliate.

Mr. Burhan felt dizzy himself when the atmosphere was no longer conducive. I've been screwed with this meeting. It is like a morning market.

"please calm. Please calm!" Mr. Burhan said trying to calm the mood.

The situation returned to calm even though it still sounded whispered from those who felt back in the wind.

"Sir Burhan. Our arrival here is also related to some investors who want to invest in this Kemuning city toll road project. However, they submitted a condition that Martins Group should not be at odds with Agro Financial Group. It's for the sake of comfort together. If not, then they will cancel their interest in the project,"

"Is that so? Why was I just told today? Was this meeting deliberately designed to bring someone down?" Ask Mr. Burhan who can no longer stand Namora's silence.

Hearing Mr. Burhan's cynical question, they were all a little surprised. Because, however, Mr. Burhan is just the middle man in this meeting. How could he speak as if siding like that.

"Sir Burhan. Your presence in this meeting is as an intermediary. However, I feel like there's a partiality to your tone just now,"

"I am Burhan. The longest and most understanding person about this Martins Group. Have you ever asked me if I like disputes like this? Now I'll hear what Namora's decision is. Quickly decide because my time is worth so much more than this fucking bullshit!" Snapped Mr. Burhan who had lost patience.

Everybody's tight. No one opens their mouth for a while. They looked back at each other and turned their gazes towards Namora.

Namora slumped onto her seat with a flat face. But his eyes were very frustrated.

A long moment of silence, Namora finally opened her mouth. "It seems there is no other way. There is only one king in the country. If that's what you want, I'll take it!"

Everyone beamed to hear this floating answer from Namora. They were very happy when their demands would be immediately implemented by Namora.

Now, they begin to think about who the candidate they consider fit to replace Namora as CEO. Surely the person they can control and whoever becomes CEO, that's just a puppet. While the decision, stay in their hands. However, not far from their imagination floated, suddenly Namora again continued her words that had stopped. "Thea. Bring the Director of the finance department into the room!" Namora's loud voice shocked them and instantly turned astonished.

Is Namora crazy? That seems to be what they have in mind right now.

"You?!" Anton and the others stood up simultaneously.

"Why? Isn't this what you wanted? I prepared everything for today. I'm sorry if the look on my depressed face disappoints you. I'm just trying to act!" Namora said with a very unsightly smile.

Not until fifteen seconds from Namora calling Thea, the door of the room was pushed open. Then, Thea entered the room with three people behind her.

"CEO, head of the finance department, head of the marketing department and his assistant are here!" Thea said in her soft voice towards Namora.

"Sit down!" Namora Pinta.

The three people immediately sat down, then opened their luggage, then took out some documents.

"Children't challenged," then, Namora didn't care anymore. He immediately rose from his seat, then ordered the three men who had just entered earlier to unfold how much the stock market value of Martins Group currently belongs.

After listening to the presentation of the company's market value, now they know how much the stock market value in Martins Group. Although not much, but clearly the market value of the company is down.

"You've heard, haven't you? Now, you just choose! Do you want cash, checks or bank transfers? I will obey your wishes!" Namora asked in a voice full of confidence and seemed oppressive.

"This..,"

"No this is! The man abstained from retracting his words!" Namora immediately intruded before they could resume her words.

"CEOS. Are you sure you want to use the company's money to pay them? I need to explain. Even the outflow of this huge fund will greatly affect the financial rotation of the company. The impact is very bad. Companies can be paralyzed if we don't close the cash vacuum immediately. Because, for now the net money in the company does not exceed one trillion rupiah, and it is our budget to supply the logistics needs, staff salaries, and salaries of workers in the construction area. Do you really want to continue?" Asked the Chief director of the finance department hesitantly.

"Is the company's cash enough to throw these six sycophants out of the company?" Namora asked indifferently.

Hearing them being said to be sycophants, anger was clearly plastered on their faces. But, the thing that they were afraid of was more than just an insult from Namora just now.

The director of the finance department nodded faintly. This reflects that he also strongly doubts whether once this money is out of the company's coffers, it can be replenished in the near future.

"Pay!" Namora's orders without much ado.

Mr. Burhan smiled seeing Namora's tension. Almost earlier he felt disappointed because Namora was under the wind and controlled by them. However, she feels in prank by Namora. Because, actually Namora just acting.

"Mr Anto, Mister Roland and the others, let's finish the handover! That, your shares have been liquidated and acquired by Martins Group. Once you sign this handover, you have no relationship with Martins Group!" The director of the finance department politely said.

What do you want to say? If the boat is kebablasan, it can still take a way back. But if the speech is blasphemous, then, bad is the result. How many humans in this world perish because they are not good at keeping their mouths. So do these six shareholders. They have spoken words and witnessed by Mr. Burhan as a legal representative in the Martins Group company. Every word they say cannot be taken back. Moreover, this concerns about shares in the company.

With trembling hands, Mr. Anto signed his share release letter by being followed by others.

After they finished signing the affidavit, they then gazed towards Namora with fiery gazes.

"You, Son! You're gonna regret this!" Threaten Mr. Anto while pointing at Namora's face with a pen that is still on the clasp of his index finger and thumb.

Namora slapped Anto's hand violently, then said. "A person who has an adab will not spit on the plate he eats. I, better be said to be a dissident, than a sycophant. Because, at least the opposition still has a stand and self-esteem. You must understand what I'm saying. Go back to Jhonroy, and give me my message. That I, Namora Habonaran, from this second will target the Agro Financial Group. I will definitely destroy that company and will invade L City!"

"You..?! You'll be sorry!"

"Satpams! Get them out!" Namora Shouts.

Shortly after, more than a dozen guards entered the room, then forced Mr. Anto, Mr. Roland and the others out of the meeting room, then threw them at the feet of the Martins Group's five big offices in a very humiliated manner.

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