Namoras
Mass layoffs

There was nothing they could do right now other than obey what Namora had ordered.

By this time, more than half of those in the meeting room had left their seats feeling reluctant.

Now, like a dictator, Namora stands pressing her hands against the table. While his eyes looked at the pale faces that were before him.

"I've been racking my brain for an entire month to learn about the ins and outs of the company. Nothing escapes my research. Here, there are some things that really bother my mind.

Great secretary, please stand up and stretch to me about which companies are benefiting from the investment of Martins Group?!"

Finished Namora gave the order, a woman about 25 years old stood with a paper document in her arms.

"Tu.., uh..,"

"Call me Namora!" Cut off Namora without giving the woman time.

"This..?"

"Just obey!" Suddenly Ameng interrupted.

The secretary nodded helplessly. Then he presented an entire employment agreement with any company that received benefits from Martins Group.

Namora massaged her chin listening carefully. And as soon as the secretary mentioned about the company Agro chemical, and the Inspirructor giant, Namora immediately raised her hand telling the secretary to stop.

"Agro Chemicals. Does this company belong to Tanta and Arda is the vice president of that company?" Ask Namora.

"really. This company has been working with us for the past few years. They are currently also proposing a project and want to take control of the project. But it remains under the Martins Group" replied the secretary.

"Hmmm. Do you know which one is the representative of Agro chemical?"

"No. They didn't send their representative this time,"

"What's? Martins Group is a small company that can. Made as a joke? Not sending representatives, it means they look down on all of us who are here. You should immediately break off cooperation with this company as soon as possible!"

The secretary hurriedly nodded. But he immediately said. "Namorah. We have invested about five billion rupiahs in their company for a 30% stake in the entertainment center. If we stop cooperating with them, then our funds will not be returned. My advice, to avoid losses, you have to sell shares owned by the company to another company. That way, we can minimize losses,"

"You can do it. No more projects for them in the future!"

After Namora said that, on the other hand a young man looked very pale. He is Hendro. The reason why Tanta did not send Arda was on Hendro's assurance that the company did not need to send a representative. Because, he alone was enough and the project would definitely fall into their hands. But what Handri never imagined was, Namora was not easy at all. He too thought that Namora was just a suddenly rich country boy. He would darkly consent to every incoming plea. Logically, anyone who rises from hardship and becomes rich in the blink of an eye will tend to forget the land. But he was wrong. This time the story in the soap opera is very different from reality.

Knowing that things would get more complicated, Hendro immediately whispered to his father, Andra. He said that Agro chemical had asked him to apply for a contract with Martins Group.

Hearing this, Andra instantly widened her eyes. Seconds later...,

Plaque!

The sound of a slap that was quite loud attracted the attention of everyone who was in the meeting room. Including Namora.

"Dad?!" Hendro immediately covered his cheek that was hit by the slap earlier.

Andra was really angry. He did not expect that his son became a dog for Agro chemical company. It could strip her of herself in front of everyone.

Namora who saw this immediately asked. "What's the matter Uncle? Why did Uncle slap Hendro?"

"Namorah. Can you pass the project to Agro Chemical? I have received kindness from them. If you reject their Perm proposal for the project, then I'll be in trouble" Hendro pleaded.

Namora's face became colder. Although he had expected it before, but still his heart became angry and disappointed.

"Truly my guess. There is too much misappropriation in this company. It looks like a management cabinet reshuffle is the only way to get the company back on track,"

Hendro's face was completely paled at this moment. He hurriedly knelt down making the others look back at Andra.

"Dad. Helpme. I have received a hundred million of them. If I fail to get the project, then I might be killed by them," gone is already the face of arrogance from Hendro. Obviously yesterday he was very confident that he would easily get the project. Because, however, he was the son of Andra. One of the most respected elders besides Tigor's comrades-in-arms.

"Dreams do I have a child like you? You deserve to die!" Andra kicked Hendro so he lapsed back.

"It has. This issue can be discussed later. My presence here is not to see a family drama like this. Rather to straighten things that are crooked inside the company,"

This time Namora took out a piece of report paper from the table, then waved it towards the marketing manager.

"Marketing manager. Is this report from your approval?" Ask Namora later.

The manager nodded his head hurriedly. "True young master!"

"Hmmm. I see here the amount of company spending on advertising alone reaches 500 million rupiah. I want to see what those ads are like,"

The manager is now paling. But where else are you. Now he has to show his work.

A screen was displayed in the room, followed by a projector. Now, after the lights in the room were turned off, the projector was slowly fired towards the screen and video footage showed their advertising plan aimed at marketing.

Prak!

It was seen the glass flying towards the screen and hit the screen with the broken glass was scattered on the floor.

"Light the lights!" Namora Pinta.

After the lights were turned on, Namora looked down at the marketing manager who was shaking.

"For a junk ad like this, you have spent 500 million rupiah? How do you work?"

Knowing that he had been guilty, now the Tempak Manager was trembling.

"500 million for ads whose duration is not up to two minutes. Maddened. If you invite even top artists, the possibility of the funds needed is not that big. Your body should be all fat. Turns out you guys blackmailed this company for so long. Do you think anyone would want to see an ad with a junk model like that?"

"Zacks. Call your people and get this shit out of my sight!"

Hearing this, just like Hendro had. The manager knelt down and apologized. After all, he was very afraid of losing his job.

"It looks like a massive overhaul inside the company has to be done quickly. None of you have the qualifications to continue in this post. Everybody's fired! I will form an audit team that will investigate your misconduct. If any of you have misappropriated company funds, then I will sue each of you according to the applicable law. Uncle Ameng, call Mr. Burhan immediately. Everything will be done now!" Finished saying the words of dismissal, Namora now tapped on the hammer signifying that the meeting was over.

Many gloomy faces adorned with cold sweat came out from the meeting room earlier.

Now, they feel that their lives are like eggs that are on the edge of the horn.

Seriate...