The My Kindergarten Teacher

The My Kindergarten Teacher
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Meeting Room West Jakarta Mayor's Office


The god stared at Gatot who looked wrong when he knew who he really was. You're a fuckin' smack !! You asked for money, right? Now it's up to you to be given what not ! The god laughed in his heart but his face was made as flat as possible.


After making small talk, Bagas also entered into the core of the meeting about submitting proposals to become a sponsor. Bagas asked Ragil to prepare a slide on the projector screen.


"Dear Mayor, I have no problem to sponsor the seven dozen events in West Jakarta because our headquarters and branches are here. You could say our contribution as good citizens." Bagas moves his pointer. "But, if it's marked up like this... Seriously? Here I count no Mark up 5-10% per item."


"This is all we have checked and ricek the price of the item in all manufacturers and on average, there is a difference from 20 thousand to 25 thousand per item and it is multiplied... How good is the corruption?" continued Fahreza who then gave a price comparison of the goods submitted with prices in the field.


"For that reason, Mr. Bagas refused to make a sponsorship donation if there were no price revisions. We know the committee wants to make a profit, but if this is the way, sorry, sorry" Fahreza said with a fierce face.


The god almost laughed out loud at Gatot's pale face when he heard Fahreza Kamil's words. Bagas did choose the best and straight people for a very crucial job. Teachings from his father and Javier Arata, very he applied especially Opa Safira was a businessman who was known to be cruel and fierce.


"So Mr Bagas, you don't want to sign?" ask the Deputy Mayor of West Jakarta because with the additional sponsorship from Bank Arta Jaya will make it more interesting.


"Not before being revised completely" Bagas replied firmly. "I still don't matter if per item in Mark up is below 5thousand but if this much... Excuse me. I'd rather say straight like this than by phone."


The handsome middle-aged man was staring at the lowered-down Gatot. "Last year I didn't have a problem signing your proposal, Mr. Wali, but for this one, I'm sorry I didn't sreg."


The mayor of West Jakarta turned his head towards Gatot who just looked down. "Well, Bagas. We'll revise."


"Thank you, Wali. I'm not a stingy businessman but if it's outrageous, I should also consider. Business is business" smile Bagas.


***


Bagas and Dewa also say goodbye to the mayor and vice mayor. Ragil and Emilia are still in contact with the event committee including with Gatot. And from there Gatot know if Dewa now holds the office of Bank Arta Jaya Kebon Jeruk branch.


Gatot was determined to meet the gods and talk about everything.


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The Office of Bank Arta Jaya Kebon Jeruk Jakarta the next day


God was checking all the reports from Maya when her intercom voice rang.


"Yes Ragil?" ask Dewa while pressing the intercom button.


"Meiwakuna otoko ga koko ni kita (sick people come here) Pak Dewa" replied Ragil in Japanese.


Maya looked at the confused God. It is no secret if you want to work in a company related to the Pratomo family, at least you must be able to speak a foreign language other than English. And Ragil and Maya, fluent in Japanese.


"Shibarakuomachikudasai (let's wait a minute)" said the god and then turn off the button.


"God, who's that bitch?" ask Maya.


"People who don't respect women, Maya Ma'am" replied the God.


"Have the guts also facing the Lord sir." murmured Maya.


"If you don't dare, he means sissy !" the God who made Maya laugh. "Mrs Maya, I love your performance that makes your marketing system create many new customers."


"Thank you Lord. I really appreciate your compliments."


"Mrs Maya, I'm not stingy praise if the performance of our employees works well."


"Then, excuse me Lord" said Maya.


"The performance of Bu Maya's division is maintained and improved again." The smiling god b


"Thank you God." Maya also came out of the God's workspace and before long Ragil entered with a manyun face.


"What Converse wants to throw is out of the pack. Will you accept?" ask Ragil.


"Send him in."


Ragil went out and entered Gatot into the room of the Gods.


"Please sit Gatot. Ragil, you may go out" the Lord asked his assistant. Ragil nodded but stared intently at Gatot. Because of him, he and Emilia had to argue with the financial department and the committee of seven dozen. The cold-faced man also walked out from his Boss' office.


Gatot also sat on the chair previously used Maya.


"What do you need Gatot to come here? Have you solved all the Mark up problems you did?" the Sindir Dewa to Gatot.


"I... Apologize, Lord. I really don't know... If you are a member of the Hadiyanto family." said Gatot terbata.


"So, since I am a member of the Hadiyanto family, you feel ashamed ? What happens if I am not a member of a famous family ? Will you act arbitrarily?" god Syndicates.


Gatot.


"I will not sue you for the violence you have committed against Miss Alina as long as you stay away from her. And if you still dare to come, your career is over ! Even your future in-law, Mr. Sumbi." The gods stared intently at Gatot. The handsome man advanced his body. "When did you fail completely?"


***


Alina Costan.


Alina stared in disbelief as she saw God in the living room of her boarding house.


"God Brother ?" asked Alina who was still wearing a cast bandage on her wrist.


"Night Miss Alina. Come on, take a walk" take God.


"But Lord..." Alina glanced at her dress in the form of Cinnamon Roll picture shirts and pipe jeans and feather sandals while Dewa wore her work shirt in dark blue and black fabric pants even though her arms were already rolled up to elbow.


"Come on, that's it. Relax ... I drove myself... Ragil I told you to go home. We eat in a relaxed area."


Alina looked at the confused God. "In order?"


"Get rid of cockroaches !"


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