Sultan's son belongs to the CEO
189. Zwetta Arnold's.

In the morning, today Fajri will attend several important meetings in place of the old director. He was so angry at the betrayal the middle-aged man had committed. But all he could only dim it by hearing the ravings of Ivanna that could make his mood rise again.

"just yeah, baby. Brother wants to go to work again," said Fajri smilingly looking at the pouting face of Ivanna in the phone propeller

"Ihh, yes, that's it. Quickly go home, next week Dede want to join the provincial singing competition," said Ivanna.

"do you need to be his sponsor?"

"no need, ehh! kan Dede has a lot of fans now, hahaha" said Ivanna chuckled.

He and Fajri already have fans because so many endorsements and go to them, so personal accounts Ivanna and Fajri have a lot of followers with blue ticks that adorn their account names.

"Yes that's the artist. Brother what's just a crumb of kuaci," said Fajri pouted.

"Hehehe, don't do that key crumb,"

"come, it's the deck, you want to go again!" fajri smiled.

"yes, bang. Be carefull! don't forget to call, Mother!" ivanna.

"Yes, baby."

Fajri immediately left his apartment and left for the office. Because Bagas had not arrived in Germany, he had to suspend all the jobs in the company. With a busy schedule, Fajri strives to complete all his work in a short time. So there is no word of rest for his healthy body at this time.

"Good morning. Master!" Sapa Zyu, the longtime personal secretary of the director. He was waiting for Fajri's arrival in the company lobby.

"Morning, Zyu. Is everything ready?" ask Fajri while walking ahead of Zyu.

"already, Master!"

They immediately stepped towards the meeting room which was on the second floor using the stairs. Zyu frowned in confusion as he followed Fajri on foot, while there was an elevator ready to take them quickly.

Aksa did not come with Fajri this time, because he had to stop other work in order to finish faster.

Cheekkol,...

Zyu opened the door for Fajri and let his superior enter first. Fajri shook hands with everyone who was there. But he was not too focused on seeing the people present in the room.

Deg, man,...

A pair of pretty blue eyes looked at Fajri in surprise. He did not expect to meet the little man he used to like, had grown into a man with a handsome and tall. He was hesitant, as Fajri waved his hand.

"Miss?" call Fajri.

"ah, yes. Sorry, I'm Zwetta. Nice to meet you, Mr. Fajri!" zwetta said nervously.

Deg, man,...

Fajri gasped, he felt he had heard the name, but he forgot where he had met the beautiful girl.

"well, Zwetta, nice to meet you!" fajri smiled and returned to his seat.

Does he not recognize me? maybe Fajri had forgotten, because the meeting had been going on almost 15 years ago. Bathin Zwetta's

He still clearly remembered the figure of the little man who had managed to steal his attention. With great difficulty he drew little attention from the little man, but the figure of Hanna always tried to block him.

Is this what destiny says?. Bathin Zwetta is hopeful.

The meeting began with the presentation of each company that had been selected to compete in winning the tender for the manufacture of advanced machines for agriculture. With the rough picture given by Fajri, five selected companies were given permission to manage and create as well as possible to develop the machines.

Until it was Zwetta's turn to present his proposal. Fajri was amazed by the words and manner of delivering Zwetta.

"related to the design of the engine vehicle or contractor that we will make later, the, I already have a variety of breakthroughs that in the sense that will greatly help the community in the Village Blanket listed on the proposal given by this company,"

"incidentally, a few years ago, I had a comparative study to Indonesia and one of them I also visited the village blanket. There people's lives are still fairly primitive by relying only on hoes, buffalo and other traditional tools to work. I think with the new breakthrough we made, this can bring the village blanket to a very advanced village with the provision of qualified agricultural science. That's enough, thank you!" said Zwetta bowed a little.

How interesting!. Bathin Fajri has no memory of who Zwetta is.

There was a tinge of disappointment in Zwetta's heart, when she saw Fajri pass from the room without greeting her. But he just resigned, 15 years will certainly change anyone and will forget the memory that is not important in his life.

He was only pensive in the room together with his private secretary. Coincidentally he is one of the children of a wealthy businessman and it just so happens that his father can get a slot to compete and win this project.

Fajri walked quickly to his room so he could contact Fajira, his beautiful angel. He felt so guilty that he could not steal a little time to reply to his mother's message.

Deg, man,...

She was?. Bathin Fajri suddenly remembered the figure of Zwetta.

"Fajri, can I join you?"

"Fajri can teach me this material? I still don't understand,"

"Fajri, why are you so handsome?"

The words of Zwetta stiff who uses Indonesian language, back ringing in his mind. But for a moment he gasped listening to his phone ringing. He immediately picked up the call while waiting for lunch to come.

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"Welcome to say, Miss Zwetta because your company has won this project, I hope you can take responsibility well. Because your performance will have an impact on the world later. Once again I congratulate you!" said Fajri smiling and shaking Zwetta's hand warmly.

"thank you, thank you very much. I will take this responsibility with the best results I can. Thank you for giving us the opportunity to tackle this project" Zwetta said with teary eyes.

Everyone congratulated the sweet girl because her populace was very good interesting and she certainly had the experience of going to the village.

"After this, please meet me as soon as possible to discuss the continuation of this project!" fajri smiled.

"if you'll excuse me first, come!" Fajri came out of the room with a warm smile that succeeded in making all employees fascinated by his handsome face.

Zwetta immediately tidied up his belongings and met Fajri in the director's room on the fifth floor. With her heart beating faster and a smile she couldn't stand, Zwetta knocked on the door of the room.

"Lake in!" fajri.

Cheekkol,...

Zwetta looked around and saw Fajri examining some of the files he needed to finish today.

"please sit down, miss! I'm sorry, I have a little work that can't be delayed!" fajri smiled.

"it doesn't matter, sir!" zwetta said nervously.

There were only the two of them in the room with a blanking silence, making Zwetta subconsciously look at Fajri's handsome face intently. Their eyes met for a second.

Zwetta immediately lowered his face that was blushing because of shame, caught looking at Fajri. While the handsome man just smiled at Zwetta's sweet behavior.

When he finished, he immediately followed all the files on the table and followed Zwetta who was sitting on the sofa. Walk towards the refrigerator and bring one bottle of expensive non-alcoholic beverages.

"sorry to keep you waiting!" said Fajri poured the drink into the glass.

"it doesn't matter, Mr. Fajri. Hmm, I'm sorry I didn't drink alcohol" Zwetta said.

"ah, this isn't alcohol, this is just soda!" fajri said a little fascinated by Zwetta's words.

"How are you, Zwetta? it's been a long time since we've met!" said Fajri managed to make the beautiful blue eyes pattern surprised.

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TO BE CONTINUE

Huh Zwetta comes again gais.who will be chosen by Fajri later? let's comment below 🤗🤗

I will balance the romance story with the comp story Fajri and Ivanna later, hopefully not boring 😁😁