Wealth System: Food Delivery Boss
Anak
The families of both sides sat in the spacious and luxurious living room, then started discussing the wedding.
Bambang embraces Fitriani affectionately on the sofa, both romantic once and continue to whisper to each other.
Father Fitri wearing that thick gold necklace smiled: “If our son is very suitable, then I just say it. My demand is not much, 1 billion dollars, a car for daily use for 1.2 billion, a house in the smallest area of Jakarta 150 square meters paid cash. What about besan?”
“What?!” Uncle and aunt were shocked to the point of almost falling out of a chair upon hearing these 3 requests.
Some years their business is quite earning, but it is also only about 2 billion, can still be forced to meet 2 requests but they cannot imagine having to buy a house that expensive!
“Besan feel too little?” fitriani's father immediately asked upon seeing their expressions.
“Not, no. Can we consider it for a moment?” Uncle wiped the sweat while forcing a laugh.
“Besan need not consider again, this is it. I added another 800 million and the car was replaced for 2 billion. How?” fitriani's father said generously.
Uncle and aunt finally realized that this is a wedding gift for her daughter Fitriani.
“Good, great!”
“Good. I've decided!” fitriani's father laughed: “Tonight I bought it and we don't go home if we're not drunk.”.
After getting out of the Jaya family house, the family uncle laughed happily, the aunt getting arrogant.
Fitriani is beautiful and rich, let alone his parents are so royal, they never imagined his son would be able to marry a perfect daughter-in-law like this!
After returning home, he was able to show off in front of friends and relatives, what a joy!
Marcel instead felt unhappy because they felt Jaya's family was strange. Her daughter is rich and beautiful, but is allowed to marry a man known in cyberspace. They don't even ask for dowry and give that many wedding gifts?
Bambang looks mediocre, he is fat and there is nothing to be proud of. What was Fitriani's motive if not for the money?
But, he did not say his suspicions so that uncle did not feel he was envious.
Fitriani's father took them to dinner at the Shangrila hotel.
While waiting for the arrival of the Jaya family, Marcel is free and bored. Better he play the Tik Tok app.
Angelina's live streaming has now reached 3 million viewers, ranked first on the platform beautiful women are indeed influential.
From her background, Angelina is not at home, but in a hotel. There was even a beautiful girl next to him.
“Halo everyone, today Cyanita and I want to work together for an outdoor activity, enjoy the famous seafood in Shangrila hotel. It's my first time to live stream about culinary, hope you guys like it!”
“Isn't yesterday Cyanita VS with broadcaster? Why are they working together so fast?” Marcel felt strange.
Both are beautiful, their style of eating seafood is very tempting and does not arouse the taste like a culinary broadcaster usually. So many fans gave gifts.
Marcel was looking closely and uncle came straight here.
“Marcel, what are you looking at?”
Marcel smiled: “Oh, just view live streaming.”
“Ck ck ck, I think you're looking at a pretty girl, right?” Uncle said seriously: “Marcel, no uncle wants to be chatty, the pretty broadcaster is just on the phone and has nothing to do with you. She will never be your boyfriend. There was my friend's son who gave gifts of up to hundreds of millions to the announcer and that person just thanked him until he was reluctant to meet, his father almost died upset!”
“Good, uncle. I'm just wasting time, I won't see him again.” Marcel is out of words facing his uncle's “Paution” and better mediocre.
“Good if you understand, if you have time, learn and model from him!” Uncle said proudly, “Careers and love go together, and also got so many wedding gifts. One of those wedding gifts you can't even get this lifetime. Moreover, the 150 square meter house!”
“True, if the house is in Central Jakarta, then the price will reach tens of billions, maybe even hundreds of billions!”
Uncle and aunt mutually agreed to say, showing off his family with his niece who was useless, a fuss so much that Marcel was upset to not get excited to see a beautiful woman eat.
He gave Angelina 100 Super Jets and logged out of Tik Tok.
He seemed to forget something and the account that was not “Cell-Cell”...
“Telong Rawit” awards Super Jet*100!
Angelina was immediately confused when she saw the writing that appeared on the screen.
His expression was confused and surprised. Then angry!
“Sorry, I go first!”
Angelina gave the flying kiss and immediately walked out of the room.
Cyanita sees Angelina go and stops the live streaming for a while: “We take a short break and listen to the song first, huh? I tidied up makeup first.”
“Halo! Brother Okky, I have the goods ready...... Calm down, I asked my friend to buy this drug in Spain, the effect is so great and guarantee you will pass out and will not remember anything when you wake up tomorrow...... Right, right, right. You just wait for us in the room, I close first, yeah. He should have come back...”.
At the same time, Marcel receives a call from Angelina.
“Halo, old friend, what's looking for me?”
“Marcel, why would you lie to me? Clearly you are “Cell-Cell”!” Angelina gnashed her teeth, “You should know I don't like being lied to, let alone by men!”
“How can you know?” Marcel was immediately glued.
“So you forgot to replace me, my dear friend!” Angelina says ketus.
Marcel could only laugh awkwardly: “Ah! Hahaha, apparently so...”.
“Tell me where you are! I'll be there soon!”
Marcel so beware: “What do you want? Want to come hit me?”
“True. You dare tell me?”
“Are you not live streaming? You can just leave?”
“Not your business, quickly tell me!”
“Alright, actually I was also at the Shangrila hotel...” Marcel was helpless and could only tell her the room number.
After hanging up the phone, the uncle who heard Angelina's voice earlier immediately gossiped: “Why, are you chasing girls and failing?”
“True, he objected because I was the food delivery man.” Marcel moved his shoulders.
If uncle and his family like to show off, let them show off until satisfied.
“Mampus, why not lie a little? There is a career level what if you are a food deliveryman, it is better to work as a factory worker...” Aunty continues to be cynical and happy to see her nephew suffer.
As Marcel was patient, the Jaya family walked into the room.
The uncle's family was very confused because Fitriani was holding a boy about 5 years old.
Other than the boy, there was still a man following behind, the man wearing a flower-shirt and shorts. He was similar to Fitriani's father and was like a gangster.
“Sorry, it was a little stuck on the road.” Fitriani's father called the man in the shirt of the flowers here after sitting down, “This is Fitriani's brother, his name is Fredy. He's a sand and stone business in the city.”
Fredy did not speak and only looked at Bambang and his family coldly. His gaze was sharp and the golden necklace he wore was thicker than his father's. There was a tiger tattoo on his arm and it looked like it couldn't be bothered.
Other than Marcel who was mediocre at the sight, his uncle's family goosebumps in heart until the boy's origin is unquestionable.
Ms. Fitriani smiled as she looked at the cold atmosphere: “My son just doesn't like to talk. Hope you guys don't mind.”
Marcel silently smiled coldly. Fredy this looks like a gangster and shouldn't be a talkative. But, fear scares people when they talk, right?
Uncle and aunt in business all this time and know that people who do business in the field of sand and stone must not be as simple as it looks, they immediately shook their heads: “No, we do not mind!”
“Call the waiter to serve his food, do not make besan starve.” Fitriani's father also did not introduce the boy.
A variety of good food is served on the table, the atmosphere is awkward so melted. Fitriani's parents were very friendly to pour drinks and get vegetables for them. Fredy ate only by himself and Fitriani kept a close eye on the boy who was eating until he had no time to pay attention to his future husband.
The boy was very naughty and kept moving while sitting on the chair. He was also angry and kept shouting.
After uncle drank a few glasses of wine, he became brave.
He saw Fitriani was so attentive to the boy and he was prejudiced, yet he forced a laugh: “Fitri, this little boy is your relative?”
The boy turned to his uncle and asked in annoyance: “Mami, who is this old rascal?”
Although his voice was not loud, it could be heard clearly throughout the room.
Pfft!
Marcel who was drinking soup immediately gushed out, aunt almost thrust chopsticks into his nose and Bambang just looks pale......
This boy is Fitriani's son?