President Cilok
53 Great hopes await us

The next day...

Damar attended the coordination meeting of the development of the company led directly by him. As President of the King Food Company. He was listening to the explanation of all the marketing team staff, salesmen and some other staff.

“My suggestion, better produce gradually, President.”

“I think by marketing products in a number of regions and doing product evaluation.”

“But, how can people trust again with products that were previously not worth consuming?”

“Look it, how about lowering the price and promoting, sort of buy 2 free one. Or one free pack one beautiful bowl.”

“This badly polluted splinter, must do consumer evaluation and repair.”

Damar listened carefully, as well as wrote in the file and copied some explanations from more experienced staff.

Damar put the pen on the paper he wrote and looked at Mr. Bambang as the manager in this company. “How about Mr Bambang?”

Mr. Bambang nodded, “All the input from the other staff was very helpful, but by promoting intensively it was better. And come directly to consumers to be more on target.”

Damar mangosteen,“I agree to all the opinions of the staff and Mr. Bambang. However, by changing the brand will be more efficient and effective. We depart again from zero, from King food company changed to Amanah food.” he concluded.

Mr. Bambang was silent, he examined the words of Damar. And agree that to recover a bad company is to change the trademark, “I agree with the President.”

All the staff who were in the third floor meeting were bearded. And throw one another's eyes.

“Then, are we going to replace the processed previously in the process?” tanya Purnomo as the boss of the marketing team.

Damar then replied, “No! We will continue to process the process that has previously become the hallmark of this company. But by doing the examination first, worthy of consumption or not. Do not just because you want to get a big profit and then arbitrarily process materials that are not worth using.”

“What will not buy the production implementation time of the President. You must also ask permission from the food and nutrition directorate. To change the trademark, and it takes a short time,” said one of the staff members chimed in Purnomo's remarks.

“That problem need not worry about it, I will take care of the full letters. And ask for development also circular.” permission said Pak Bambang as a former employee at the food and nutrition directorate.

“Good President, I think our fear will only affect the ugliness. I agree with the opinion of the President.” said one of the marketing team.

“Trust! All major changes will always start with you. So let us offer prayer, encouragement, and motivation to keep moving forward. Without thinking about the failure that should not be necessary, which will only make us hesitate to continue moving forward.” always Damar firmly.

Wulan and Bokir who participated in the meeting room also agreed with what Damar said.

“I agree, so let's change our trademark to Amanah food. And we can prove that this company is Amanah!” exclaim Bokir.

Wulan mangosteen, and speaking. “Part of our future depends on the way we look at the past. If we are wise, great hope awaits us! So I agree with the opinion of the President by replacing the trademark with Amanah food.”

For almost two hours with all the debate and presentation finally finished with the decision to replace the trademark that was once bad tainted.

Before all the staff actually left the meeting room, Damar gave yel yel spirit to all his employees. “Bismillah... Worked... Praying... Thankful!”

“You forgot one thing President,” said one of the employees.

“What?” answer Damar.

“Enterprise!” yell at the others.

Damar mangosteen, but he realized one thing, “And the non-Muslim, let us make the presence of God Almighty. May what we strive for always be blessed by God.” said Damar, appreciating the beliefs of different staff.

Damar smiled and raised both hands up, clenching his fingers a sign that he was very high energy. “Oke, spirit!”

“Spirit!” call all staff officers.

After the meeting, Damar returned to his room. And sit in a chair that can spin behind his desk.

“You are really great Mas Damar! You can inspire the employees. You are a strong leader, not a violent leader. You can solve the problem exactly.” praise Mr. Bambang who sits in front of Damar with a work table in the middle.

Damar smiled, “I just follow what my Mom said Mr. Bambang. He always taught me to be someone who can solve problems instead of running away from problems and responsibilities,”

Mr. Bambang mangosteen, he thought that the mother of Damar was different from what Grandpa Bagaskara had told him. “Then I'll excuse you. I will go to meet my good friend who is still working at the Food and Drug Supervisory Agency.”

Damar nodded, “Good Mr. Bambang.”

Mr. Bambang got up from his seat and was followed by his assistant. Damar also stood up and drove Mr. Bambang to the door of his room.

Before Bambang left the room Damar, Damar first called him. “Pak Bambang,”

Damar smiled knot, “Thank you Mr. Bambang has been pleased to help me who is a layman of this science especially about business.”

Mr. Bambang patted Damar on the shoulder, and gave a picture of kindness to the young man in front of him. “Roses do not propagate fragrant flowers. By itself, fragrant asherbaknya that is scattered around him.”

Then he came out of the room Damar followed by his assistant.

Damar was still speechless, thinking about the purpose of the picture that was spoken by Mr. Bambang. “What is the difference between me and a rose? What do you think Mr Bambang, I look like kemayu?” he muttered to himself.

He turned around to go to his desk, heard the phone ringing, he picked up the phone handle on his desk. “Iya what's wrong?”

Damar was speechless listening to someone talking from across the phone, “Directly deliver him to my room.” phone was disconnected,

Damar saw Wulan enter his room. Put the file on the elongated glass table in front of the black sofa. Damar approached him, and stood behind Wulan, until the woman wearing a black dress with a calf with a quarter arm was surprised and staggered forward.

It almost fell on the elongated glass table, if only Damar did not pull his waist. Suddenly Wulan rested on the lap of Damar who fell on the black sofa.

Equally stunned, staring up to a few minutes.

Damar first woke up and cleared his throat, “Ekhemm... When are you like this?”

Wulan blinked her eyes, then pulled away from the lap of the young man younger than her. He stood up while arranging his rikma. To eliminate awkwardness and nervousness, Wulan was angry with his boss, “Lain times if standing it is not behind! Can be on the side, in front and above all!”

Damar sighed, then stood right in front of Wulan who was pulling her nerves, emotions.

“Look right?” ledek Damar with a slight bend approached Wulan's face that was getting flushed out like a fire alarm.

Wulan glared at him and stomped on Damar quite hard, until Damar reflex raised his legs and groaned, “Arkhhhh.... Crazy!”

Wulan smiled, looking at Damar who was in pain in his legs because he stepped like a big rock that hit.

“Awas you well!” he exclaimed Damar he pulled the arm of the woman who had been violently stepping on his feet, until the calf of Wulan hummed the corner of the sofa and fell on the floor.

“Arhh.... Damaaaaaaar!” shouted Wulan instantly.

His intention to ask about the condition of the legs and check for slap scars on his secretary's face, which last night swelled even more to make this woman feel pain.

Damar forgets the pain in his own leg and helps get Wulan to sit on the sofa.

While from the doorstep of Damar, employees who were escorting a foreign investor appeared to be eavesdropping on noise and moans about what happened in the room of their new President.

“Arh... Damar's sick! Slow down!” wulan's voice was heard from outside Damar's room.

“Yes, I'm slow too. Patience, soon also the pain subsides.” answered Damar sounding more and more make the brain that heard it filled with spices wild mind.

“Sshhh.... arhhh...” Wulan moans heard enough to make speculation that is happening to the intiman in the President's room.

Not spared from Bokir who helped usher in foreign investors who will cooperate with companies managed by Damar. ‘Okay, Wulan! Damar! What are you guys doing inside?' Bokir wrestled in his mind.

“What are they doing inside?” ask a foreign investor.

As a performance evaluation team, Bokir is confused to answer what? He also found a brilliant idea. “Haha... Ordinary sir, a new couple married well that's it. Like not to hold it, want to cepet ah-ah-ah.” he explained while chuckling crisply.

The employees who heard Bokir's words widened their eyes, and started shaking... Neighboring whispers began to heat up and ready to spread widely throughout the company area.

Foreign investors from Singapore were also bearded, “Yes, I love the passion of young couples.”

Bokir chuckles amusedly, ‘Your experts, you owe me!'

“Haha.. Yes Sir. Sometimes they forget the place and time.” jawan Bokir chuckles gaje.

Without them knowing with all their prejudices and preconceptions. Inside their new President's office.

Damar was crouched kneeling at Wulan's feet that were still swollen, plus the calf of Wulan who stumbled at the end of the sofa quite hard.

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