Caramel Love Recipes

009 - Lounge Buffarians

Caramel, is that you? We're getting a step closer.

Once out of the elevator, a male employee who was lifting a roll of cardboard paper accidentally bumped into Keanu. The cardboard in the man's arms scattered on the floor.

After finding out who was hit was the boss, the man immediately fell on the floor.

“I'm sorry sir, I didn't accidentally, don't fire me. I beg.” With a prostration movement the man did not dare to raise his head.

“What carton is it?” Keanu asked the man who was prostrating under his feet.

“Sketsa home pack,” reply man.

“District?”

“Vila sustainable image,” said the man was getting scared. He will definitely be fired at that time.

“Continue your work,” said Keanu flat.

“Thank you sir, I am still given the opportunity to work here. I was not fired,” said the man was excited while scavenging cardboard boxes around him.

All the employees who were in the lobby looked down. They don't dare to make a move, they don't want to open the gap when they're in front of their CEO.

Randi silently watched Keanu. Where did his good conscience come from. Usually he immediately fired employees, even if only with a small mistake. Keanu never accepts the slightest mistake.

Mr. Tora was already waiting for them right in front of the exit. He stood holding the doorknob that was opening, letting Keanu in.

Just a few steps from the exit, Keanu was directly at the car door.

“Lounge Buffaria road Moh. Hatta,” said Keanu before finally getting into the car.

“Good sir,” pak Tora smiling happily. Very rarely did his employer talk to him. Most of the orders came out of Randi's mouth. That means his employer is in a good mood.

Car's sliding, heading for Moh's road. Hatta. Mr. Tora had tried to find a shortcut to avoid traffic jams, but could not avoid, they arrived half an hour late from the specified time.

Entering Keanu's lounge, Wiryawan, the group's deputy director of Prolax, has left the place. Keanu's fist clenched Erat on the backrest of the chair.

“Pak, sit down first? I'll call pa Wirya. I'm sure he's not far from here.”

“How dare he toyed with me,” grumbled Keanu.

“Sorry sir, aren't we the ones who came late?” said Randi weakly, his speech could have made his boss angry.

“But the old man has promised to meet here,” snapped.

“But the payoff is 5% of my stake in that company. They simply return 7% or according to my initial investment capital.” Keanu said.

Randi fell silent. He doesn't know the deal between them.

Once determined the boss will not stop, he even willingly lost hundreds of billions of origin to break the work contract with the Prolax group.

“Have contacted sir Wirya?” asked Keanu to go back and forth there.

“Not lifted pack.” said Randi.

“Send a message and Email, if not immediately disconnect the employment contract. I will personally sue their company. Now!”

“Soon sir,” Randi instantly did as Keanu ordered.

“If they do not respond let Sandri contact them directly to their office,” Keanu said with an angry mimic.

Sandri is a close friend of Keanu, he has been a corporate lawyer for three years and a personal lawyer for the Travor family. Sandri is a competent, friendly and patient man. It is very inversely related to Keanu. About good looks should not be asked, the difference between Sandri and Keanu is just body posture. Sandri is a nerdy man, every day busy studying the theory of law theory, while Keanu is a firm man, not telephonic and very physical. Keanu judged everything from physical appearance. If it's bad outside of course bad also contents. That's why he routinely keeps his body shape.

“Pak, sir boss. Didn't you eat first? Stay here again. Earlier I only ate two cakes,” said Randi reminded.

“Kue? Caramel.” Mumbled Keanu. Randi's speech slightly reduced Keanu's emotions that had peaked.

Keanu entered the vip room he used. Buffaria lounge is like the second kitchen after the kitchen in his house. He ate there most of the time when there was no other event.

“Bouillabaisse one,” Keanu ordered a serving of French seafood.

While waiting for food, a call came into Randi's phone.

“Pak Wirya, he will be here now.” Randi said.

“Cancel, say I have another important meeting.” Strictly and charismatically.

“Nak only, is he the only one who can cancel the meeting suddenly arrived? While my time is much more precious than his time,” than Keanu's tone of speech, he looks still upset. Very rarely does a client leave or cancel an appointment with him. Especially if done intentionally, it is the same as stepping on his pride.

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