President Bucin

President Bucin
Huh! A surprise?


Hopefully, and hopefully, whatever is best. Eaakk.


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Chequek.


The two large doors slowly opened, Hanska entered along with the wife followed by the entire executive, walking behind them with a rigid mimic like attending a life and death trial.


Hanska pulled the bench next to the special seat C.E.O and made some of the people present in the meeting look at each other, wondering to see the arrogant young master in cold blood that allowed a girl to sit beside him.


"Eat this wine until your ice cream comes baby." Hanska said bringing the wine-filled plate closer to his wife.


Deena nodded obediently. "Key sip." The answer is to pick up a piece of black wine.


Increasingly surprised the company's top brass, seeing the gentle attitude of their president's son to Deena and even to bring him into internal meetings, but so no one dared to speak let alone offend the presence of Deena.


Some who attended the banquet on the yacht last time only responded normally, because anyone who came at that time knew the girl was Deena Prameswari Alzavier, the legal wife of Hanska Regantara Alzavier, their young master.


Of course the news about who was the first young mistress of the Alzavier family, no one dared to raise their voice out loud, let alone make Deena a byword. It can be ascertained that at that time they also lost their identity in this country.


Hanska bertehem returned their focus to the purpose of the meeting.


"All right, our meeting's starting." Hanska said it was like throwing a bomb in the face of everyone present.


After that, the meeting was full of drama with Hanska who spoke using calm but sharp intonation, making the air in the large and spacious room was like losing oxygen.


Not to mention, he found two traitors who dared to sell information to the opposing company and even that was still two.


"His cage! See how Mr. Regan punishes." Said Hanska coldly let the two men be immediately removed from his presence.


It felt like Hanska really wanted to break the legs and hands of those who played with fire with the company of the father. But he said no, because Hanska didn't want to interfere in Regan's game.


Punish? what a fun game.


That's what Regan said.


It is already in the rules, all descendants of Alzavier who own their respective companies, if the law-lawing article will be the responsibility of the founder or holder of the company.


Although the atmosphere was suffocating, but the moment of them explaining and Hanska's turn to listen.


His hands are not silent.


Occasionally play Deena's hair, roll it, comb it with fingers, scramble or kiss the mane of the wife.


"What brand of shampoo are you wearing?"


"Scented melon."


"There's lemon as well."


"You got melon shampoo or baby lemon?"


"Whatever is still fragrant."


"Don't I ever change my brand or just acquire his company?"


That's what the man said every time he kissed Deena's mane.


And Deena just answered.


"Don't! dee used to only use images of animals or brands that resemble the name of a Komodo dragon." The answer was honest while showing both fingers forming peace.


"Foolish." Ledek Hanska flicked Deena's eel gently.


"Be careful with the kids." Cibir Deena turned the lazy eyeball, replying to her husband's words.


The loyal assistant standing in the corner of the room was so astonished and amazed to see Deena, even though the atmosphere was squeezed by thousands of people in the room that made anyone feel crowded.


But that doesn't apply to Deena.


Instead of being afraid, awkward, and even depressed, Deena seemed to sparkle while enjoying bribes for ice cream bribes in front of her like enjoying the beautiful scenery.


Anyone who is shy can certainly see the euphoria of the girl as surrounded by flowers.


"You see that? like there's a sprinkling of stars around his face." Whisper one of the assistants in the corner of the room to his friend.


Duk~


"Awh." Ringis softly the assistant as her friend elbowed.


"It's silent." Answer friends.


"Who's in charge of the ReRi resort project?" Hanska asked after one senior explained his part.


One of the men spoke up. "I am sir." The answer.


"Explain why the construction stopped? the funds keep flowing." Demand Hanska propped up his chin with his hands, his sharp gaze did not forget he had finished.


The man asked explained his part, and so on. Hanska listened to their explanation while tapping his finger on the table.


Feeling fed up with the qualityless explanation of his subordinates, Hanska turned to his wife to ascertain whether Deena was still in place or not.


Because ever since the ice cream came and the meeting began, Deena only focused on the sweet snack even though still ngeh if Hanska invited him to talk.


Well, Hans, Deena's feeling next to you. Even if he goes where you also know โ‡ ๏ธ


Tiiitts. Skip's voice.


"Where's baby, like?" Hanska asked gently turning propped up his head towards his wife.


Deena who was still focused on her ice cream turned her head quickly immediately nodded enthusiastically.


"That's yukaaaa!" Deena answered in the head of the spirit but still kept her intonation.


"Let's aaa.." Said Deena mangap while thrusting a spoonful of ice cream towards Hanska.


The signal that her husband open his mouth.


"Hmmm.." Hanska accepted his wife's bribe gladly, ignoring for a moment those thirsty for office but irresponsible.


Not everyone who was present in the meeting, again, they were silent.


"Sweet right, right?" Deena asked staring at Hanska.


Hanska nodded slowly. "Sugary." Answer approves.


"Yes.." Deena threw her face away, ate her ice cream again.


"...that's how sir." Said one of the men ending his explanation.


"All right, the meeting's over." Said the man.


Afterwards Hanska pulled Deena's possessive waist to follow the man's steps to get out of the meeting room.


You can see the traitors netted by Hanska were already secured by Regan's bodyguards, they are under surveillance from now on.


Not only that, Hanska wanted to set an example to others that there was no mercy for those who tried to betray.


Only the entire company can breathe a sigh of relief to see Hanska and Deena lost between the doors.


Kruyuukk.


A faint sound from Deena's stomach.


"Well, what do you want to eat now?" Tanya Hanska rubbed the top of Deena's nose.


Deena grinned the horse while giggling. "Barbeques!" Deena is happy.


"Okay, then let's go back to the room get ready first." Answer Hanska.




Tukk~



"Gee!" Deena screeched as she felt her leg kick something.



There was an amused nagging sound from beside him, of course it came from the husband.



"Once your way, I'll carry it!" Said Hanska directly lifting Deena ala bridal.



"Yeah!" The stricken was surprised to feel unprepared suddenly his body felt floating.



"Who told you to close your eyes." Deena's reply was lip-smacking.



"Where are we going, Hans?" He asked to hold the hand over the husband's shoulder.



*Chupp*b*.



"Shhtt, ntar ga surprise his name." Hanska replied after a brief kiss on Deena's lips.



Make Deena melting get an impromptu attack from him.



"Well! surprise?" Deena asked.



"Until." Said Hanska lowering Deena from her sling.



His hand reached for Deena's blindfold, bringing her face to the wife's ear.



"On the count of three just open your eyes." Hanska's Word.



Deena nodded obediently.



"One."



"Two."



"Three.." Deena slowly opened her eyes.



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