BETWEEN THE CEO AND MAFIA 2

Inbreak

As always, Fazid is on standby at his nightclub, King Crown. He was the observer of every guest who visited there. Average regular visitors who have become members. If there are faces of people who are foreign or new to the first time, usually he will approach and familiarize himself and offer club membership. So, he can recognize every guest who comes to his place.

"Boss, there's a guest flirting with Jihan" whispered one of his men

Fazid looked in the direction his men pointed. Seen a man who still looks easy is disturbing his servant named Jihan. Soon Fazid approached the source of the commotion.

"Yo, Bro. "greet Fazid.

"God! Are you the boss here, huh?" the man looked drunk. He doesn't like Fazid to bother him.

Jihan stepped aside, standing behind Fazid looking for cover. He was so scared of that guy. After two years working there just this time he got an annoying customer.

"Yes, my name is Fazid."

"Aha.. then, teach your men to be more polite to guests."

"He's a disrespectful man, boss! He's holding my pan*t." Jihan tried to defend herself.

"Hahaha. If you don't want your pan*t to be held by men, don't work in a place like this. The use of a waiter like you is indeed to satisfy guests, so shut up and just do your job. I'll give you an extra tip." The man drank his alcohol again.

"Who brought this man here?" fazid asked some of the people who were huddled there.

"Ah, I brought her, Zid." replied Hobin.

Hobin just got back from the toilet. He was a little confused because his desk was crowded. Hobin is a regular member there so he already knows Fazid.

"Did he make trouble?" Hobin glanced at his drunken friend who was laughing to himself.

"You should tell your friend that the maid here is not a whore, Bin. Your friend was bothering my men."

"Hey, Hobbies. You're back already? Hehehe. That woman is a big selling. I just got a pan*tnya he's angry. Hehe.... "

"Zid, I'm sorry. Looks like my friend is drunk. Please forgive his behavior as well. I'll take her home."

"God! I don't want to go home! I don't want to go home until the woman apologizes."

"What the hell, you crazy bastard! Come with me!" Hobin smothered the body of his friend who was helpless because most drank.

"Once again sorry, Zid" Hobin said before walking out of the club.

"Are you okay?" ask Fazid to Jihan.

The woman nodded, "Thank you, Boss."

"It's okay. Next time be careful when serving drunk guests. Just ask the waitresses."

"Yes, Boss."

"Now, get back to work. You're all back to work, too." Fazid dispersed the crowd of his men.

The tring!

Every door of the club is open, it will sound like that. That means a new guest is coming in.

Fazid turned his gaze towards the newly arrived guest. He scrunched his forehead when he saw a familiar figure coming to the club. His name is Arya, the owner of the club across the street that yesterday was closed due to a drug trafficking case. Fazid wondered why the man had suddenly come to his club.

Arya gallantly and arrogantly set foot into the King Crown. Behind him followed a dozen of his men carrying wooden hammering weapons. Without further ado, his men instantly spread out, damaging the items and drinks present in the club. Fazid. He was confused what to do. The servants were also frightened.

Fazid and Arya face off at a very close distance. Arya developed a cynical smile at him.

"Why are you doing all this?" ask Fazid.

Arya gripped the collar of Fazid's shirt, her eyes sharp implying hatred. "Pretend not to know?"

"I don't know."

Bugh!

One shot Arga lay on Fazid's left temple. Unsatisfied there, he returned to deliver several blows until the corner of Fazid's lips spit blood. Fazid did not remain silent. He also hit Arya. The two were involved in fighting each other.

Meanwhile, other Aryan members are also busy damaging the items in the club. Including breaking the windows. There were also those who beat up the male servants who were there. The female servants could only shriek at the chaos they were creating.

Fazid's been battered. His entire body seemed to want to crumble because it was continuously beaten by Arya. He was helpless on the floor.

"It turns out you're weak too, yeah. Hmh!" Arya makes fun of Fazid.

Fazid could only be quietly humbled like that. He did not expect that tonight Arya and her men would storm his nightclub. At an important time like this, he also regretted that Red Wine was not on guard at his club. I don't know where they were until the club was destroyed like this.

"We have the same business. Why would you do something like this?" in a state of injury Fazid still had time to ask.

"If you don't do me any cunning, I won't touch this place. My patience is over with your cunning."

"What chirping? I never once bothered your club."

Arya held onto Fazid's neck as if to strangle him, "Where is a cunning person willing to confess."

"Quick call your boss, get him to come right now!" Aryan orders.

Arya took Fazid's phone from inside the suit pocket. He opened the phone, opened the contact and searched Bayu's number. He presses the call button.

"Don't! I don't want to talk to the boss!"

"Well! Let's just take a look. If you don't want to talk to your boss, let me turn off everyone here."

"Hello, what's up, Fazid?" heard Bayu picking up his phone. Actually Fazid does not want to look weak in front of Bayu. He wants to solve his own club problems. However, Arya threatens with her men whom they have already beaten as well.

"Boss. There are important things you should know." said Fazid.

"It looks like tonight I can't, Zid. I busy. Tomorrow night I'll see you."

"You don't want you to have to come" said Arya.

"Who are you?"

"If you want to know, come right now to the King Crown. If you don't want to come, all your men here will suffer the consequences."

"Sat! How dare you threaten me."

Clique

Arya decided to call the phone unilaterally.

"Let's see if your boss cares about his men. How arrogant he is to challenge the most advanced club business in this city."