The Wasted Princess

The Wasted Princess
CHAPTERS 108. THE YOUTUBER?


Revan sat next to Zaskia while resting on the sofa.


"Oya Ki, it was time to complete, to which number?" ask Ardi later.


"So there was a kind of brochure and business card that Kak, tucked between merchandise," Zaskia replied honestly while thrusting the paper in question.


Revan bows his head, looking at the number printed there.


"That's not our complaint service number, is it Ar?" tanya Revan was convincing. As one who also helps take care of the company, of course Revan also knows the number codes for customer service, complaint service, and so on.


Employees are still listening to the talks of his bosses while packing the goods to be sent.


"Yes Ki... All the numbers associated with a customor are only 4 digits long, not a cell phone number or a home number. Ah, this... I brought an example. If there's any compliments here. Or the same with my brother." Ardi also confirmed Revan's speech.


"How is this going? God, it seems like their intent is to destroy Papa's efforts," said Zaskia while covering her face with both hands.


"Dear, it's not as bad as you think it is. We can still handle it very much. Papa must be very grateful, also lucky because we know this as early as possible. Don't over think, ok!" Revan tries to calm his wife down, he snatches Zaskia into his arms.


Not finished from the shock they called the factory called Papa, they were instead made baper with the husband and wife's interaction.


"So sweet, they are. Duh, I'm the one who huffed."


"How handsome is again her boy Ma'am Kia. Wanted...!"


"Who the hell are they? How can I not be a random person?"


"It looks like it is. Ma'am Kia is also the same circle of association with important people. No wonder his girlfriend is important."


"Sstttt... Don't be noisy, just yell!" sheila.


Only they heard their conversation, because these three important people also did not pay attention to them and were still focused on discussing the problems that were happening.


"Soften these items that are not in order, we are good? Or we'll save it first." Zaskia asked them for an opinion.


"It's best to keep it for later proof if needed. It is possible that this incident will be raised and triggered. Later we will see the development," replied Ardi.


"Let your business operations continue to run well, tomorrow will be sent again goods that do not exist. You just take notes. Tomorrow Brother will go straight there with Bang Rey. Maybe it's too long we don't hold a token, until someone dares to play games with us." Ardi also seemed to be furious.


"Yes already... I hope I find a way out. Still no one wants to take care of? So is it dad's place?"


Revan saw the watch that was coiled around his wrist, still at 16:15.


"Udah. Stock trading is still safe, right beb, for the next 2 days?" Sheila who felt asked immediately gave her two thumbs up.


In one restock of the goods, Zaskia took out almost 1.5M. While in a month can restok 4 to 6 times. That's as fast as Zaskia's capital turnover. So when the goods they ordered the amount is inadequate, it will make it foggy. Not a nominal issue, but a customer satisfaction issue. If buyers are disappointed they will review our ugly store.


"Yes, if so I go first. Than to be cast out." Ardi moved from his seat. Giving a sign of respect as a farewell greeting, then he came out of the shop.


Revan and Zaskia just chuckled, Ardi apparently had guessed what Revan would do.


"Reverse yuk! Brother wait in front yes," said Revan dambang moved, rubbed his wife's head briefly and then walked out.


The employees are only inward, why Revan seems arrogant. Only Sheila had understood the boss's lover, who was indeed cold with the opposite sex. But he doesn't mind, Revan is actually a good person. The proof that Zaskia was in the shophouse he often sent food. Sometimes pizza, sometimes cake, sometimes rice box. And the number must be exceeded from the number of shophouse residents.


"I am first, beb. The team spirit!" zaskia exclaimed as she approached those who were still working.


"Hopefully run the problem and ga protracted. Yes obey!"


"Wa aleikum salam."


Zaskia follows her husband who is waiting in the car. As usual, Revan opened the door for his wife, after which he entered and sat in the steering wheel.


"Do you know her boyfriend, Ma'am Kia?" ask one of the employees on Sheila who is marking the order that has been packed.


"Know not really. But you know, every Sunday night, he won Kia live. Usually he sits in sono while fiddling with the laptop, whether playing games or what. Every now and then when they don't deliberately look at it, Mas Revan must have loved gini sign with his hands. Gee whiz... You must be a baper if you look." Sheila spoke while imagining Revan's treatment of Zaskia.


"Not a dodol game! He was selling shares. I don't understand that either. But I've seen the movie outside that there's a rich look on Mas Revan's laptop." this time it was Dion who said.


"Oh, the player shares him? Crazy, change the car." Others chimed in.


"Not changing, that's one of his cars. To my knowledge, there were 3 cars that were brought here, right?" Roni asks for Sheila's support.


"Well, really good dong huh. I thought it was just a normal PNS."


"I think it's very dear to you, Sister Kia. May Jason also be that dear to me, O God... Aamiin's." Sheila prayed with a smile.


This first time she had a boyfriend. They are from the same village, met in Jakarta because it turns out they are in the same campus. It's just that right now, Jason is already a final-grade student.


"Cie... Cie..." They compactly tease Sheila.


"By the way, how come you never pick up again?"


The usual but interesting question for Sheila. 2 weeks ago they rarely met. I don't know, Jason's been very busy lately or even deliberately avoiding it. Sheila still did not want to be prejudiced, fearing it would be a prayer. Is not prejudice a prayer?


"For as busy as possible. The material also takes a lot of time. And sometimes you can't always get everything in one place" Sheila replied wisely, covering up her turmoil.


"By the way, I often see the story of Mbak Kia again shooting. Is Mommy Kia a model too?"


One of the new employees who did not know about Zaskia asked out of curiosity. Actually, the others do not know for sure. They just guess. Want to ask was afraid to be counted kepo.


"Oh, she models one of the top boutiques in the capital. Try to check Renata Boutique, there is a review on youtube."


They quickly searched the search field by typing Renata Boutique.


Set....


Lots of profiles that appear, even reviewed by many artists.


"Eh Busyet, this is a lot of minister's wives are also gaes who subscribe. Famous artist also gaes... , thankfully my fate Mbak Kia."


"Eh this is the latest update, if this is like the latest collection along with a price review deh. Gee whiz... Photo of Kia Ma'am all this. Uh, undaunted... Chanelnya Zaskia. Don't-don't have it. Kia's mom. Let me see.... Uh, bener gaes... Kia YouTuber too? It has over a million followers. We also have to support gaes, do not forget to follow!" Roni is like a football supporter who doesn't stop talking while hosting events.


They instead of focusing on their respective phones, instead follow looking at Roni's phone. On average they are older than Zaskia. Their mother's call was pinned on Zaskia to honor him as the owner where they were looking for a coan.


TBC...


Thanks to the new ones, I hope you like the story


Don't give me a trace...


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