
The bald-headed man leaned back his body while staring at Tribuana Tungga Dewi.
Waving her hand holding a cigar.
"If you succeed in accomplishing this mission then I will not bother you and will not force your match with Daniel" he said.
Tribuana Tungga Dewi only retorted by looking at her father with a cold expression.
Be quiet and careful with the answer he will say.
"How ? You agree ? Deal isn't the way you like it the most?", asked Dad.
Dad sucked back the cigar in his hand while crossing his legs up.
"What should I do?", said Tribuana Tungga Dewi.
The woman moved her body when she sat down.
"Sending opium.".", said the father casually.
Tribuana Tungga Dewi raised both eyebrows.
"Opium!?", he asked.
"Yes, there will be a delivery from the pier to the center of Batavia City booked by the higher-ups when they enjoy opium at the nightclub", said the father.
"How much is it?", asked Tribuana Tungga Dewi.
"26 million guilders", said the father.
"Wow, the price is attractive and able to contribute one million guilders of taxes to the state treasury" said Tribuana Tungga Dewi.
"This is just a symbol of the height of the status of the great masters" said the father.
"And very profitable country" said Tungga Dewi Tribuana.
"That's the business of the state apparatus, we're just business people who have nothing to do with tax matters because it has been calculated accumulatively from the income here" said the father.
"Do we not need to calculate the tax cost?", asked Tribuana Tungga Dewi.
"Amfioensocieteist has taken care of it", said the father as he sucked his cigar deeply.
"It turns out corruption also exists in the Batavian government" said Tungga Dewi.
"This is the opium business not the food trade like the market" said the father
"But opium smuggling has a very strong network at the moment" said Tungga Dewi.
"The higher-ups love it so freedom is absolute while the dealers also sell it to the little people" said the father.
The bald man exhaled his cigar smoke.
"How much is sold to the little people?", asked Tribuana Tungga Dewi.
"Yes God... They are completely insane ! Their salary is 25 cents a day and 10 cents for a hangover" said Tribuana Tungga Dewi.
"The opium distribution is divided into Pak Opium concession areas and the circulation is auctioned to trade partners who are willing to give the highest benefits to the government" said the father.
Dad then shook his hand.
"Father, that's a natural thing because at this time everyone can use opium as they please without fear of being raided by the police, as long as there is money is not a problem", said the father.
"When should I take it?", asked Tribuana Tungga Dewi.
"Tonight in the harbor" said the father.
"What's the password?", asked the woman berparas ayu.
"Let's just say the eagle doesn't call his enemy" said the father with a cigar in his mouth.
"Then what percentage do I get?", asked Tribuana Tungga Dewi.
"50 percent", said father flat.
"Interesting.., very interesting and I love this mission" said Tungga Dewi.
"If you manage to deliver it then I'll give you a house" he said.
"Then what will you tell Daniel?", asked Tribuana Tungga Dewi.
"Somethey see, maybe a fistfight will happen between the mafia gangs" said the father.
"Can't this problem be solved properly without raw weapons?" said Tribuana Tungga Dewi annoyed.
"It's a mafia world there's no word of agreement if one has betrayed or violated the deal" said the father.
Dad called his men.
"Sunny!", call dad.
A tall man with strong muscles ran towards the veranda of the house.
"Yes, boss, what is it?", asked the man named Sunny.
"Grab a firearm for this nonamu!", said the father.
"Good, boss... But... The best or most modern firearms!?", asked Sunny.
"Take the appropriate one to shoot the enemy in the head!", said the father.
Sunny just nodded her head quickly then went running towards the back of the house.
Father sat speechless by sucking his cigar while Tribuana Tungga Dewi leaned his body onto the shoulder of the rattan chair.