One Night With Mr. Z
81. Charity Donation

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***

Zayn just put his foot on the ground. He was grateful that he finally arrived safely. The man got into the car to get to his office. His hand has been busy holding a cell phone since, replying to the chat that Jenna sent for him. Again the content of the chat is not far from what Jenna had said before Zayn departed.

'Don't deket another girl. Jenna is better.'

Zayn smiled little remembering it. Is it possible that some of Jenna's heart has started to love her? It was just that the woman was embarrassed to reveal it.

"Miss came by a friend named Ale earlier. He's staying there, " Math said.

"Goodoo. Keep monitoring her situation" said Zayn.

"And the man named Mario also has not shown any sign of approaching the lady again. The people you put in place are still monitoring" Math said.

"Stay monitor only. Because I'm sure she'll get close to my Jenna again" Zayn said.

"Good sir."

The car continued to drive to the Zayn family branch office that was here. Forced must he himself who came down directly here considering his work is quite a lot and also quite complicated if it must be done by Math.

Zayn gets there in the afternoon. The state of the office is quite quiet because the employees have gone home. Zayn got out of the car and walked into his office. The bodyguards standing guard at the front bowed their bodies saluted.

Inside his office, there's Mattis, the manager who works here. He's been waiting for Zayn.

"Welcome Mr. Nagendra" Mattis said.

Zayn simply nodded at a glance and sat down. The impromptu meeting began. It was attended by Zayn, Math and Mattis.

***

Meanwhile, in Indonesia, tomorrow morning, Jenna returned to her usual activities. Usually there was Zayn who picked him up but now he was driving his own car. Breakfast itself set off on its own, it feels like Jenna back to life in college alone.

The employees bowed her body as Jenna walked into the office. Jenna of course threw her sweet smile this morning. His mood was pretty good, Zayn sent him a reply last night. I hope that man returns soon. It's nothing, Jenna just feels weird because there is nothing bothering her every day.

"What is my schedule today?" Ask Jenna. Anya was the one who helped Jenna all this time. Tell Jenna's schedule and also prepare things smelling work for Jenna. Suppose Anya is Jenna's assistant in the office.

"Miss will hold meetings with donors for charity events held annually by the company, in accordance with orders from Mr. Adam. You will also meet about your project hotel with Mr. Zayn then zoom meeting with Mr. Zayn to discuss the results of your meeting without Mr. Zayn," Anya said.

"Wait, I mean I had a meeting with some of the people who took part in the new hotel project I delivered it to Zayn through zoom?" Ask Jenna.

"True, then last dinner with Mr. Wicaksono," Anya said.

"Opa," muttered Jenna.

"Alright, you please prepare the materials for my first meeting. I'm waiting in the room" Jenna said.

"Well miss."

Jenna entered the room. He sat in his chair and turned on his laptop. Meeting's still a few minutes away. Jenna's phone rings. The call from the papa came in.

"Yes pi, why?" Ask Jenna.

"..."

"..."

"Handel is just like that. Males swore pi," said Jenna.

"..."

"Yes, yeah, okay. Jenna worked first" said Jenna. He turned off his phone and kept it. Breathing sounds again. Seriously? Why does it have to be like this, it feels like Jenna really wants to stop working and just marry Zayn.

"Ish, what the hell. Crazy times my brain," Jenna said after hitting her head softly.

"You okay, miss? Why was your head hit?" Ask Anya. The woman just walked into Jenna's room.

"Im fine's. I will be at a meeting with a charity donor. I hope you're the one holding it" Jenna said.

"Oo, can't miss. That's a direct message from Mr. Adam. I will just accompany you without having to talk there" Anya said.

Huh, that sucks.

***

After attending two meetings from eight to eleven, Jenna must now be faced with her third meeting along with charity event donors. This donation will be given to the orphanage that has been a permanent recipient since long ago.

As the papi revealed earlier, at this meeting he will meet with Hendri and his son Yura. It feels so lazy. If Jenna wasn't professional, maybe she wouldn't be here.

Ever since Jenna entered, Yura's cynical gaze floated towards her. But Jenna did not take a headache and ignored him. He decided to sit down so that the meeting would start soon. And sure enough, when Jenna had come the meeting began. Jenna was focused on listening to the person who was talking in front of her. But his eyes remained observant looking at the piece of paper containing numbers and letters.

"So what do you think of Miss Adam? Do we have to pass the funds that we give every year to the orphanage, we give to the clinic in a remote area?" Tanga Mahesa, one of the donors at this charity event.

"It looks like Miss Adan did not listen to the meeting this time. He instead focused on the paper in front of him," Yura said.

"Why should we pass it? Is the parlor where the recipient of the funds has disbanded?" Jenna asked ignoring Yura's words. Of course Yura clucked in annoyance.

"Not, but seeing from what Mr. Hendri reported, the head of the home was not using the funds for the benefit of children there but for himself" said Mahesa.

"Corruption?" Ask Jenna.

"true."

"Have you proven it? Is there any other evidence that's stronger?" Ask Jenna.

"You can see this is my niece" Hendri said, handing Jenna a file. Jenna's sharp eyes stared at the contents of the map.

Jenna looked at him for a long time. But it is not intended to make the duration of the meeting long, but rather he is remembering something.

"Is this certain?" Ask Jenna.

"Ck, you look at me. Harvard graduates have no brains to judge" Yura said. The donors glanced at each other to see the act of disobeying Yura on Jenna. Even Hendri, Yura's papa just kept quiet.

"I asked Mr. Hendri, none of you arrived to sit here under the pretext of wanting to participate" said Jenna. Yura was eager to hit that cold face.

"Of course it's Jennaira's real, don't you see any evidence of the report? Om sure you're smart enough" said Hendri.

Tbc.