Revenge of the Tax Officer
Tricks...

The contract is well settled and the event will be held in a week. Therefore, Melisa's party requested payment for the sudden request. From three and a half billion to four and a half billion and which Sastri had to transfer to Melisa's account of 450 million. The rest will be paid in cash when the event is over.

“Are you going straight home?” adit asked as soon as Sastri cleared the documents.

“Yes, I can't leave him alone. Thank you so much for your time Adit. Excuse me first, good night.”

Sastri took decisive steps to end their meeting at a place that made it crowded earlier. He tried to hold tightness in his chest especially when the flash after flash of the dark night continued to ring in his brain. Sastri is also very careful on the drinks served. He doesn't want to make the same mistake again.

When Sastri and his team were putting together a series of events, a news story surprised the public. The news of the recognition of an artist who became the appetite of investors in his agency has dragged the name of Delia's Star Agency which is none other than Sastri's former friend.

“We were ordered to accompany the investors de a nightclub after they signed a contract with the agency. In the prepared room, we were asked to sing, dance and they were free to do anything to us. We cannot fight back because the agency will sanction it and this is also included in the terms we have signed that we are willing to do whatever the agency asks.”

Sastri's team was busy hearing the news, “Wah. Isn't the owner of this agency a woman? Does he not have the heart to be able to tell his subordinates to be lustful pleasers male striped?”

The swearing came out of the mouths of Sastri's colleagues while he only looked on with growing resentment.

“Already, finish our work first. This is more important, it let the police take care of.”

Preparations for time-consuming preparation made Sastri like a madman. They often stay in the office to succeed this self-styled event.

Ting…

“Do you have time? I'd like to convey some requests to Melisa before performing.”

Sastri sighed while reading a message from Adit, “Father, Mom, ‘Do you have time? I want to convey some requests Melisa before performing’ so many messages from Adit.”

“There are only top artists, just answer you there is time. You should be in the field!” tell Mr. Vishnu the head of the division.

“Good, Mas Adit just specify the time and place. Later I will come,” reply Sastri.

Meanwhile, Sastri tried to find information about the Star Agency which was reported in various media.

“How now? I'm again in Cafe in front of your office.”

“What...??”

Sastri immediately picked up his bag then rushed down, “Why Sas?”

“Adit at Front Cafe, Sir.”

“Luck we rent an office here,” said Mr. Wisnu.

Adit gave a beautiful smile as soon as he saw Sastri enter the Cafe with breath up and down, “You were chased by a dog? Until run so.”

“I just don't want to make Mas Adit wait long.”

“To meet you, I can wait for hours.”

Degs…

Satsri began to feel another aura emitted by Adit, “So, Sister Melisa has a request what, Mas?” ask sastri without saying stale.

“We order a drink first yes!” adit's hand gave the code to Cafe's waiter.

“I order lemon tea, you?”

“Then,” replied Sastri briefly.

As they were waiting for drinks, news of the Star Agency reappeared on the television screen in the cafe.

“Iya, I think after being held by her daughter. Star Agency so better it turns out still the same.”

Jeps…

Adit unintentionally let go and Sastri did not respond to anything. He just kept quiet about the news as if he didn't care.

“Here too exaggerated. Abroad things like this have become public secrets. Producers and players, players with players, agency leaders with players to get showtimes, contract duration and so on.”

Adit looked at Sastri closely, his curious soul became more and more when talking to Sastri.

“How much do you know about something like this.”

“I've lived outside and worked at an agency. So yeah you know. But outsiders are smart, so no problems come up like this.”

“So not caught huh?”

“Iya. They had anticipated for a long time. It's not easy being an artist abroad. And if they can be artists it is not a gig artist like here. There are all tricks and solutions. And I was also there in anticipation.”

Sastri realized that Adit had been lured further with him, “Then like this you can also handle it?”

“This is easy, only the agency is wrong from the first so stick out to the public. If you know how everything will be safe.”

“If you are smart in this business why are you a secretary here? Whereas if you are signed to Star Agency, I can help.”

“Here the salary is big, Mas. His work is not too tired either. If in the agency we are tired especially if there is a game with investors. So tired of us because those investors like a lot of demand.”

“Did they ever touch you?” search Adit.

“If it's not, Mas. That's the difference outside the same here. Employees have clear rules at work. We don't serve things outside of work. We are not a plus-plus employee. Why are we talking about this. He said he wanted to convey Melisa's request. Buruan, Mas. I am afraid to get angry because the boss' schedule is quite solid today.”

Adit immediately handed over a paper containing all Melisa's requests before until after performing. Sastri took the paper and said goodbye to Adit to return to the office.

“Lisa, I hope we can meet on another occasion even though the show is done.”

“Pasti, Mas.”

Sastri passed away leaving Adit. He immediately handed over the paper given by Adit to his colleagues in the office. And the swearing came back out of the mouths of his colleagues after reading the paper.

“He thinks he's Queen?”

“The artists are indeed like this request. You guys if so he might be worse than this.”

“Pakkkk” protest sounds echoed in the room which made Mr. Vishnu laugh.

Meanwhile, Adit who was still in Cafe was talking to someone over the phone. Their conversation was quite serious but in ambiguous language.

“Iya, she was once in an outside factory so understand how it works.”

“You sure?” ask someone across the phone.

“Very sure. But the thing is, he doesn't want to work in a factory anymore. And his salary on the spot is now very large, his work is also not too heavy.”

“Turn time so we can meet him!”

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