
Sorry, friends readers... There was a Real Life issue that made Othor late in the Update. 🙏🙏✌
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"YOU!!!" The lecturer's voice boomed throughout the room. Making the entire student flinch in cold sweat. But the person in question was not even aware that he was being noticed by this almost old middle-aged man.
The conscious Lecturer, the person in question is also unconscious from his daydreams. The lecturer chose to reopen his notes. He always noted the names of his students who were considered quite prominent. The man's name is, "Saudari Aurora Safitri!"
When his name was called by the lecturer, Aura who had been tilting her head to see Aksa immediately wave and stand with reflex. "Sa-I sir," he asked nervously.
"What is BOND SINGKING FUNDS!"
"Bond singking funds are funds that are deliberately set aside by one company to pay bonds, sir." Answer Aura quickly.
"Good! Next, explain about the bond withdrawal material that we discussed at the previous meeting!" The lecturer Killer was relentlessly beating Aura with a series of questions about this course.
"Okay sir, I'll try to explain the material you asked for." Aura thought back to the material last week that had not been repeated
"Ekhem, no need for pleasantries! Please do as ordered!" Tell the killer lecturer with a baritonnyo voice.
"First, a company can withdraw its bonds before they are due."
"Secondly, bond withdrawals, made at market interest rates have decreased significantly after the bond was issued."
"Third, a company will withdraw its bonds at different prices on the book value of the bonds."
"Four--"
"Enough!" The lecturer interrupted and stopped the explanation from Aura, his head nodding. "You can sit back!"
Now the lecturer's gaze turned towards the young man who was beside Aura. "Now you!"
'Waduuuh, seriously! Bang Aksa followed suit, ' Inner Aura panicked.
Aksa stood up. All the students in the class finally looked at Aksa in surprise. They all asked each other who was that guy who looked so unfamiliar?
"Please answer my following question. If you can't answer it, you can drop out of my class. If you're interested in my course, you'll have to answer correctly!"
'Does this mean he knows Bang Aksa is not a student here?'
Aksa nodded resolutely, although his throat was choked, he tried to be as calm as possible. "Okay sir, I'll try."
"Ekhem," the Lecturer prepared to spout his attack. "What is meant by the number of interest charge earned?" Aksa was silent for quite a while. "Let's answer!" Repeat the lecturer.
"The number of interest charge earned is the ratio used to determine the frequency with which a company pays interest on a bond." Aksa answered calmly. Aura eyes sparkled at Aksa who was able to answer him even though it took time to answer.
"Well, then you can sit back!" Said the lecturer named Barack Adijaya. He was a professor at the college, the father of Reza Firo Adijaya.
Aksa commented her thin smile on Aura. While Stella was stunned to hear the answer she herself had forgotten. Aura gave her two thumbs to Aksa. Aksa wrote a small note, then gave it to Aura.
*She seems to know I'm not a student of this class. That's why I'll be expelled if I can't answer the question.*
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Reza and Abizar are in a western restaurant that is quite famous as a meeting arena outside the office. Their partners are WNAs who are indeed from abroad. But I have been in this country for a long time. He was appointed as a representative of their central company from the land of ginseng.
Previously Reza took the time to change his more formal clothes. They sat down with Mr. Lee came with his secretary. Reza got word that the secretary was his own wife. They were married twenty years ago.
"So how the plan of cooperation between our two companies in the future Mr. Lee?" Reza opened his question to WNA who is fluent in Indonesian.
"Intly, our central company there is very interested in the applications carried by your company. However, if we buy the application, then we hope that the application can not be installed again by another trademark, except to ask permission to our company first."
Reza frowned, looking at Abizar, his secretary just shook her head slowly. "So it's like hogging so you mean it, Mr. Lee?"
"Maybe we'll consider it first." Reza strained the handle of the cup that contained the unsweetened coffee she used to drink. The bitter coffee was enjoyed in a small squeak, then entered his throat.
"You mean how Mr. Reza? Do you mind this business plan?"
Reza, put the coffee cup back. "If I can be honest, it's actually Mr. Lee's. However, our company makes these applications to facilitate the community. If monopolized by a particular trademark, what about the user community of other trademarks? Of course they can't enjoy the same service."
"So Mr Reza just wants to work together independently like other platforms?"
"Yes, more or less so. Because this country is a user of trademarks that your company has, only consists of certain circles. So, cooperation but not being tied down is the most suitable for now."
Mr.'s turn. Lee pulled out his coffee mug. Meanwhile, the wife, the middle-aged woman pulled the teacup she had. After sipping a little coffee, Mr. Lee nodded slightly.
"Oh, so it seems. Well Mr. Reza, we appreciate your decision. We will re-confirm with the Center, regarding your decision and the company you own. However, if our cooperation does not continue, it can still continue as a relative, right?" Ask Mr. That lee.
Reza raised his eyes, "You mean how Mr. Lee?" Reza took back his tea cup.
"Like Mas Reza," interrupted his secretary and his wife. "We have a daughter. Even though she's quite young at the moment, we're sure that a few years later she could be a good wife to you."
"Bruuuff...." Instantly the coffee is in the mouth, spurting and into the nasal cavity. He immediately put the cup and took the available handkerchief to clean the coffee marks that hit his expensive clothes. Sneezing the nose that was sore due to the entry of coffee earlier.
"Sorry Mas Reza, we surprised you." Raut Indonesian original wife belongs to Mr. Lee looked worried.
"It's okay, madam. It's common for me."
"Pffftttt," Abizar held back his laughter. Remembering more extreme things when they first went to college. Reza had choked on noodles. Makes him pull out all the contents in his stomach.
"What do you think of Mas Reza?" Back to the talk. "Do we want Mas Reza to introduce us to our only daughter?"
"Ekheem," Reza loosened his tie. Unbutton the top hem. "It seems like he better look for someone not too far away with his age Madam," she subtly declined.
"Oh, does that mean Mr. Reza isn't willing to introduce us to our daughter Stella?" ask Mr. Lee's.
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