
"I'm sorry, we. We've made a mistake, give it one chance....,"
"Okay, are you willing to accept my terms?" Kenzo looked at the clients with a devilish smile.
Silent!
Five minutes passed, "Silent? It means everyone agrees. MD can explain!"
MD changed his standing position while publishing his evil smile.
The proook!
The proook!
The proook!
Chequek!
The door of the meeting room opened with the presence of an office staff pushing the trolley table. The curious faces of the clients are clearly overwhelmed with anxiety and heartbeats that race like in the wrestling arena. No one can guess what Young Master Kenzo will do. During this time the cold man was only famous as a spoiled leader figure, and also relaxed.
"Open!" edith MD, make the man's staff lift the trolley table cover cloth.
Not only are the eyes perfectly rounded, some clients even instantly silence their mouths. There is the most of the face and also the swearing. Kenzo does not care about the reaction of his clients because anyone who dares to disturb his small world. It is mandatory to be given a punishment.
"Do you guys know? If Keano's here, I'll make sure your lives end today, but I still feel sorry for you and give you a chance." Kenzo got out of his seat and grabbed the file, then moved to sit on a long table cross-legged. "Please decide! THE COMPENSATION? Or PUNISHMENT?"
"Master, THIS? What punishment did you give? I beg you, forgive us for the carelessness we do." ask a client directly cupped his hands to beg forgiveness with eyes of regret.
Kenzo pointed at the moustached man who dared to reveal his heart without hesitation. "Come here!"
Nah!
"How old is your child?" asked Kenzo to play his fingers without looking at the man in front of him who was as pale as an undead.
"Ekhem! Didn't you hear Young Master's question?" MD resuscitated the man with the mustache with his firm voice, immediately making the client stammering unable to say.
"Hoooaam, how sleepy. MD just start their PUNISHMENT! I'm so bored" Kenzo pretended to yawn to make clients more depressed.
Every action of the Young Master really adds to the misgivings like life on the edge of the horn. Until one client closed his eyes with a long breath. Then walked over to the trolley table, where did the intention come from. Until the adult woman just took an iron stamp that burned embers.
The formal attire was only three-quarters, making the woman unnecessary to roll up her arms, and extend her left hand to the staff who looked on expressionlessly. "Do it!"
The man's staff glanced at MD for approval. One blink of an eye from the Young Master's future wife, made her hand rise up picking up the iron stamp that was in front of her. Then hold the Young Master's client's hand with his left hand. "Hold."
The bleeezz!
"Arrrghhhh....!"
The shrill voice of the woman's pain was extremely painful. A burning sensation of heat burning the skin on his left wrist. The iron stamp with the high heat smelled the smooth white skin of the recipient. Just seconds. So the diamond logo is printed clearly with burns that must torture the soul and body.
"Perfects! Give Miss Anisa a hundred million for her bravery." Kenzo smiled smugly at how the woman was doing the right course of action.
Kenzo's announcement not only made the clients shake their heads. It must be in the heart of someone who cursed and said Young Master is a psychopath. Well, it's impossible to pray for good. The decision of the company leader cannot be contested, anyone who violates and chooses the termination of cooperation. Then it must pay compensation of five trillions, but if it wants to continue it must receive a penalty in the form of a burning iron stamp.
Half an hour later. The punishment process ended with the client's pale face and also indecipherable pain. Now all the left arms of the ten clients are stamped with the Royal Diamond company logo.
"Remember one thing. The world does not accept betrayal, and I do not accept rejection!" (Remember one thing. The world does not accept betrayal, and I do not accept rejection!)