President Cilok
81 Crisis

Brown wheat flour, he scooped and grasped it to show the supervisor.

“What is Mr Nugroho? How do you do the checking?!” asked Damar with a voice holding back anger.

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Mr. Nugroho was surprised to see the wheat flour in the palm of Damar, “But this one is not, Mas Damar!” Mr. Nugroho then tore the sack that had been dropped from the container truck, and took the flour that was still good.

“Listen to me Mr. Nugroho, although I look stupid and uneducated, but do not take my ability lightly, assess all raw materials that are not worth processing this!” damar said in a confirmed voice.

Everyone who was in the parking area loading and unloading goods was flabbergasted, “Kok can be so well?”

“Wah, what is this?”

“Then this is the case, the company is threatened to close again!”

“Waduh... I don't want to be unemployed anymore!”

Whispers of employees who are assigned to carry out the loading and unloading of raw material goods.

Mr. Bambang rounded his eyes, surprised. “Nugroho!” exclaim Mr. Bambang, “How can you check just one bag of flour? I trust you to keep the raw material quality and quantity good!” sergeant Pak Bambang.

“Usually all these materials are good Mr. Bambang, Mas Damar,” reply Pak Nugroho.

Damar switch staring at the big boxes, “Open all these things! And check!” damar's Word.

All the employees carried out Damar's orders, opening all the sacks of flour and large cardboard boxes.

“True Mas Damar, this item has entered the expired grace period!” call one of the employees.

Damar looked back at Mr. Nugroho with his eyes squinted, he suspected. To the warehouse supervisor.

“Pak Nugroho, please double check the items in the warehouse. We're supposed to be shoulder to shoulder, right? And this concerns consumers as well as the wider community who have returned to trust our products!” damar said firmly, looking at Mr. Nugroho expectantly.

Mr. Nugroho nodded, “Baik Mas Damar, sorry for my negligence, this will not be repeated.”

Wulan who just found out there had been a commotion in the production plant area also ran towards the factory area, and saw Damar being seen restraining emotions. Then switch to staring at all the loading and unloading items that are being opened by employees.

No exception Bokir, who just finished a meeting with his performance evaluation team. He approached the parking area loading and unloading goods. Then approached Nugroho, the head supervisor of the warehouse, “Why can you be careless, No?!”

Damar turned to look at all the employees one by one, he squinted his eyes suspiciously. “Remember all these things back, into the truck! I'll return it!” damar's Word.

All the employees on duty were shocked

“But, there is a procedure Mas Damar, we can not return the goods at will,” said one of the marketing people.

“Why can't! So you're asking me, that I should take this trash? Nah! I'm not stupid! We get the goods then sell them, is not after the sale, we want to make a profit?” sergeant Damar, with a voice emphasized, “Remember the turnover of trillions that we are proud of will gradually fall, because what? Because we are not trustworthy! Then for what, I named this trademark with the brand Amanah food?” continued Damar with a firm voice. All the employees who were in the loading and unloading area of the goods were silent and lowered their heads.

Mr. Nugroho was silent

And one of the marketing team who had debated with Damar, now can no longer argue with the strategy question Damar and all pecar Damar as a leader.

Damar turned to look at Mr Bambang, “Is this distributor from Sidoarjo, Mr Bambang?”

“Iya, and they already guarantee the goods we buy are safe,” replied Mr. Bambang, “But, I am also surprised, did they abuse the agreement that has been agreed!” continued Mr. Bambang.

“How much price agreement have we agreed? Didn't it reach three hundred million in a week, and this is what we got? Garbage stuff?!” again Damar, he had imagined the loss if this raw goods get into the stage of the production process. Managing his cilok business first, it can make him sort and choose the profit and loss of each sale that is multiplied.

Damar turned to look at someone driving a container truck, “Mas-mas, please! After all this stuff gets in the truck, turn around!”

“Ta-but, Mas! What will I say to our Boss?” ask the truck driver.

“I will say it!” reply Damar, “I'll come with you!” he continued, with the affirmation that he did not want to be deceived.

“Mas Damar, let me ask a staff who will check the distributor factory,” said Mr. Bambang.

“No Mr Bambang! I have to check it myself. I do not want to underestimate this problem, and I will also not let the previous problem repeat itself!” answer Damar.

Mr. Bambang also resigned to all the words of Damar

“Kang Bokir, prepare the car, we have to solve this problem. So that they do not underestimate this company!” his words, full of decisiveness.

Bokir nodded, then followed Damar leaving the parking area loading and unloading goods.

Mr. Bambang also re-examined all food supplies that will be produced in the warehouse.

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On the way to the factory distributor domiciled in the Sidoarjo area, now Bokir who is driving the speed of the car at the speed of following the container truck in front of him.

Damar sat in the back seat, though it looked calm. However, in his heart he was so agitated and riled up, moving one leg, he circulated his gaze staring out the car glass window. He understands very well, the path to success is not as smooth, as honest, as it seems. Because the price of failure and success is not judged by the end result, but by the process of struggle.

Wulan who was sitting next to him, could feel the uneasiness that Damar was feeling. Even though Damar was silent, no words came out of Damar's lips since he came out of the factory. “Nothing is a blessing, crisis is a state of change makes firmly to rise.”

Damar turned to Wulan and smiled “You were right.”

“True Mar, I was furious at Nugroho's attitude!” bokir Reply. “Are you going to replace her position with your man Damar?” bokir asked, still focusing on the front road.

“I feel! I must indeed replace him with my man, Kang! People who used to fight in the streets with me when selling cilok,” Damar replied.

“Really? Who?” ask Bokir.

“Name Kang Karso!” damar.

“Hopefully the choice you take is right!” wulan Sahut. And got a nod from Damar.

After traveling a long way, now the container truck enters the industrial factory area and is followed by a Damar car.

The driver of the truck came down along with the truck.

Damar got out of the car first, and followed by Bokir, and Wulan.

Damar just entered the building that was made as a marketing office, he met with the office staff, and,

“There can I help?” ask the female staff standing behind the reception desk.

“We want to meet Mr Hendro?” ask Wulan to one of the staff.

“Concidentally, Mr Hendro is out!” answer the female staff.

This time Damar asked, “When will he be back?”

“Usually, after returning from the meeting he went straight home.” replied one of the female staff.

“Please contact her Ma'am, this is very urgent!” sergeant Wulan.

“What before, you guys have made an appointment to meet?” ask the female staff.

Wulan turned to look at Damar and Bokir, and looked back at the woman at the reception desk, “This urges Mbak!”

“Sorry, you must make an appointment first with him,” replied the female staff, firmly.

Damar turned around, circulating his gaze staring at the marketing office of PT Mekar Sari raw materials distributor. Then walk out of the office building, after Bokir and Wulan.

Bokir pat Damar on the shoulder, “Sabar bro, I will find out the root of this problem,”

Damar stared at the parking lot, and turned to look at the orange sky at dusk. “How can I calm down Kang, while the production process still has to run, and all the materials used are not worth using. In the near future, won't we launch a new product?” he turned to look at Bokir.

Wulan looked at the dim face of Damar, the day must be passed by dividing the task. Between taking care of his mother and company, “I will help find a distributor to meet production needs in the shortest time!”

Damar turned his head towards Wulan who was standing next to him, he smiled. Reflexively his hand was raised and rubbed the tip of Wulan's head, “Thank you.” Damar felt lucky that there was a Wulan who was now beside him, and could always comfort him in the way he is today, always able to find a solution. That is the reason for the move on from the former.

Wulan nodded, “Sama-sama.”

Damar turned to look at Bokir, “At this time, we have to go back to solve the problems in the warehouse, Kang,”

Bokir nodded, “You are right Mar, the parcel you asked for is ready,”

“It looks like we should focus on finding a distributor and meeting the raw materials of the factory first Kang, not intend to delay charity but we have to make sure first, that the factory is in safe condition.” explained Damar.

Bokir mangosteen, “Alright.” then walk following Damar to the parked car.

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