The Struggle of Mr. Love. Arrogants
CHAPTER 25#Graduation#10
“If you insist on bringing it again, I don't mind eating it.” Frans replied still trying to keep his prestige. He really did not expect that the porridge would be this delicious.
“baik sir. I will bring one more bowl to the master's room.”Said the waiter.
“No!! Just save half a bowl.” Frans' orders.
“Good sir.” The waiter took an empty bowl in Frans' hand. But when the waiter would take the bowl out of Frans' hand, Frans held it in. Smiling Frans said, “Bring a little more than you brought earlier.”
Although the waiter was amused to see the behavior of his young master but he tried not to show any response. With a flat face the waiter simply nodded and left the room.
A few minutes later the waiter returned to Frans' room. With a smile on his face the servant handed the porridge to Frans.
“ini sir.”Said the waiter.
Frans took the porridge and asked the servant to come out of the room.
“You can go.” Said Frans.
“Good sir.” Answer the waiter.
Frans also enjoyed the porridge again. “Am I starving? Or does this porridge really taste very good?” Frans murmured that he was wondering why***** his meal had increased after the first feed.
While Frans was enjoying Dyana's porridge, Marcus was busy talking to Mr. Puji at the residence of the masters Puji and Jasmin.
“Thank you for this delicious lunch Mr. Puji.” Marcus said after eating a lunch that has been made wholeheartedly by Jasmin. “This meal is very delicious.” Marcus continued, praising the delicacy of the food.
“These are all made by my wife Mr. Marcus.” Answer Mr. Puji proudly.
Jasmin has always been the proud wife of Mr. Puji. The woman is beautiful, good at cooking, smart to socialize and very sociable so that everywhere mister Puji always bring Jasmin.
“Really? I am so lucky to have enjoyed this super delicious meal. Unfortunately Dyana cannot be with us today. She also loves to cook. If he tasted the cooking cooked by Madam Jasmin he would definitely ask to be taught all the food recipes that are on this dining table.” Marcus said with a smile.
“Then, sometime you can bring your friend here Mr. Marcus.” Timpal, mr. Puji.
“I'm very happy if anyone visits here.” Continue Mr. Puji.
“right once Mr. Marcus. I'd also be very happy if Dyana and you wanted to play around here. You can talk about business with my husband. While Dyana and I can channel our cooking hobby together in the kitchen. That must be so much fun. Is that my husband?” Jasmin immediately hugged the arm of master Puji.
“of course. Sure oes. You can play here often.” Reveal Mr. Puji. “But by the way Mr Marcus, what business are you in right now?” Ask Mr. Puji. From the appearance of Marcus, he was sure that Marcus was not an indiscriminate man.
“don't you be the owner of Golden hotel in the new area?” Guess Mr. Puji.
“right sir.” Marcus replied with a smile.
“Then you are the son of Albert Dayson and uncle of Kenzo Dayson?” Mr. Puji was really surprised when he realized the figure of the man in front of him at this time.
“Do you know my father Mr Praise?” Ask Marcus.
“No. I don't really know him. But I've always heard his big name all along. He's a successful guy with a lot of advanced business. Even some of the mall buildings in this city are his. Your family is very famous in the world of property business and industry.” Praise Mr. Full of admiration.
Mr. Praise for a quick look at his wife Jasmin. He was so happy that Jasmin could introduce him to Marcus. It's like a big fish catch for Mr. Puji. Although Mr. Puji often refers to himself as a trader but actually the profession of Mr. Puji is an investor. As an investor in various businesses in the city of A, of course, Mr. Puji feels this is an opportunity. Moreover, he knows, the hotel mentioned by Marcus earlier is a popular hotel in the city of A.
“Wah, it turns out that today I am dealing with a big character. Worth it from earlier the aura in this house feels different.” Said Mr. Puji.
“Hahahaha. You could have been Mr. Puji.” Said Frans. “aku who should feel happy and proud because he had the opportunity to meet directly with the business ruler of A city. I've long heard of you, Mr. Puji. But unfortunately I was not so bold as to come see you with a proposal of cooperation in my hands. My business is still too small to expect investment from you. It still took me a few years to come to me with my cooperation proposal.” Marcus said, full of stale bases.
“you're too low, Mr. Marcus. Even without a cooperation proposal, just by hearing about your hospitality business right from your mouth right now I'm sure I will directly invest in your business.”
Jasmin felt like a blessing from God. She didn't have to bother to find a way for her husband and Marcus to get close. God has opened the way for her. Jasmin did not waste his chance.
“Then why don't you two just move to the workspace and to discuss this further. Let me clean this up. After that I will bring you warm tea and light snacks for both of you.” Jasmin.
“A good idea!! You are indeed my very understanding wife.” Mr. Puji quickly agreed to this.
“How about Mr Marcus? Would you like a little longer in my house to tell me a little more about your hotel. I've heard about the hotel but I really didn't expect it to be run by a young man. But if you look back to your family's track record in the property field then this is already your game arena, hahahaha.” Said Mr. Puji.
“I'm very happy if you really want to hear about this hotel that I'm piloting. Where know, starting from this small talk later we can work together as a solid partner.” Marcus replied with a smile.
“Then Mr. Marcus, let's move to my study while waiting for my wife to bring us a cup of tea and a snack.”
Marcus and Mr. Praise left the dining room. Now there is only Jasmin who is looking straight at Marcus' back with a smile. “You will definitely belong to me.” Jasmin muttered softly.
Jasmin also asked several waiters to clean the dining table. While he himself went straight to the kitchen to make some delicious snacks that he will serve along with a cup of warm tea full of love for Marcus.
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