The Perfect Match
Business Affairs
“Justin! Ken wouldn't dare to do that. I always stalk his behavior here, he keeps his distance with all the women!” Richard took his breath. “Have it, just do what you want, I'm busy with my subsidiary, you have no intention of helping me at all? Huh?!”
Justin clucked and shook his head slowly. “You are a smart father and son, I'm sure you don't need me, I don't have any abilities, nor are your subsidiaries many? One who goes bankrupt isn't a problem, is it?”
“Terden! It's just that if you re-roll the mat I won't help you anymore.”
“No problem, I have a great daughter-in-law right?” justin sneered with a little laugh.
“He's my son! It's the same as asking for my help!” hiss Richard.
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Ken got out of the car, walked with a relaxed pace, stout stature and a firm face, stuck like Ken in the usual. “Goodnight Mr. Alvaron, Mr. Marton is already inside.” Ken nodded slowly and walked with some of his bodyguards.
A waiter points the way for Ken in a VIP room at the Bar & Restaurant. Everything looks luxurious, the design is made more towards elegant, the color of the table wood with a more dominant black color here, some gold lines add to the impression of luxury it looks, warm tampa coco color with everything.
The VIP room in question is so spacious, the smell of the room that spreads smoothly as if welcoming it. The heater is so fit to be able to adjust the desired temperature. “Goodnight Mr. Marton.”
The man his age distracts him from a thick book in his hand. The smiley face and spontaneous body movements that immediately stood up to welcome Ken looked so friendly. “Ken, we finally meet again. Ah, congratulations for your wedding, I'm stuck in Panama, sorry can't come to your wedding.” Ken smiled slantingly, Noah's congratulations seemed wrong, Ken felt being ridiculed with those words. His wife had been taken away, the marriage that was initiated by bad intentions would not go well, it seems. Given until now there is no news from Valerie and Justin did not reply to the message.
“Stuck by a woman, Noah?” teasing Ken, he shook Noah's hand quickly, they sat back at a round table.
“No, my God, it's just gossip. I was too busy there, it turned out to be a lot of time spent in photo shoots and fashion shows. Yes, although I have to admit if the models there are very beautiful.” Kekeh Noah slowly. Noah Marton, a fashion businessman, clothes that he issued always boomed and became a tranding in Panama to California, like Donna.Inc, only Noah did not provide underwear, they are more towards dress, they are more towards the dress, sport, jacket, and sweater. “Ah, I am very surprised to hear your subsidiary here will cooperate with me.” Noah continued enthusiastically.
Ken's lip line formed a smile, he didn't need to mince words anymore and was about to start this business conversation. “Yes, I want to make things different with my company here.” Noah seemed to frown as Ken took out a contract sheet of paper from inside his bag.
“I just realized if you're alone, didn't you bring your secretary?”