DRIBBLE

MALICIOUS PLANS

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"Come in.." said Gutur from his large office chair.

"Excuse me sir" said a middle-aged man as soon as he opened the door to the office.

"Please sit Mr. Iwan," said Guntur.

"Makasahi sir," replied Iwan.

"Where's the outcome of the meeting with his client sir?" tanya Guntur so sir Iwan already sat across his wide desk.

"Alhamdulillah smoothly in accordance with what Mr. Guntur suggested and all our clients are very interested in the breakthrough and the idea of the father," said Mr. Iwan then thrust the file.

"Thank God," said Guntur then checked the files presented by Mr. Iwan.

Some large projects worth hundreds of billions are already 99% in the hands. Kakap project successfully digaet Guntur company, the project was obtained thanks to the brilliant idea of creative thinking and intelligence of Thunder that makes its clients very interested. All of those ideas not only benefit the client ambassadors personally representing their companies, but also managed to convince by showing some advanced technology that will support the manufacture of transportation factories and electronics so that it does not take long in the process later.

All the projects that deal with the company that is now handled by Gutu Satriaji, none of the projects are sourced from state projects. Thunder is very guarding what his papa has run which greatly avoids the projects of any ministry. It was one of his papal commitments to avoid the stumbling blocks that will arise in the future. Unlike other companies that seem dirty most origin can project alone until finally dragged into the implementation of the KPK (Corruption Eradication Commission) when there is an indication of corruption.

"Thank you sir iwan, and I give you a bonus for the success of Mr. Iwan get this big project" said Guntur thrusting a brown envelope that looks pottery.

Mr. Iwan took the envelope and opened it a little and said; "Wow a lot of Thunder sir," said Mr. Iwan glared at a lump of money tied to a bank logo.

"That's ten million sir, yes itung-itung gas money, there will be another bonus when the project is completed," said Guntur.

"Thank you very much Mr. Thunder, o yes next week the plan Mr. Hiroshi will visit to review the location of the sir," said Mr. Iwan.

"Okay, let Vina set the schedule later" said Guntur.

"Then excuse me to go back to my room," said Mr. Iwan with a smile and then out of the work room Thunder.

The employees who saw Mr. Iwan come out of the Thunder room with a face of sumringah while patting the brown envelope in his hand but they also saw there was a slick look from his eyes so that in their hearts there was suspicion. They just kept it in their hearts while frowning it deeply.

"This is just the beginning of making a lot of money, let alone getting rid of it" said Mr. Iwan inwardly as he stepped into his room.

Mr. Iwan did not realize that all employees were watching him secretly. He just kept walking down while patting the envelope with the money. Before long Mr. Iwan entered his room without knowing that he was being noticed by employees who were in the work area that he passed.

Mr. Iwan threw the brown envelope with the money on his desk. Then he sat in his big chair and raised his leg on the table. He took a 123-brand kretek cigarette from the drawer and inserted it in his thick black lips and lit it. Then sucked deeply the next moment exhaled strongly.

"I have to ask the help of Baron and his friends to carry out this plan so that the time is still quite a long one week ahead" muttered Mr. Iwan leaning his back.

Mr. Iwan reached into his phone and opened the screen looking for contact for a moment. His smile expands as he pushes the contact number he is looking for after meeting. Not waiting for a long voice across the phone was heard saying.

"Yes, hello Bar. Where are you now?" ask mr. Iwan.

"Oh, okay, okay, half an hour away from my office immediately slid to TKP," said Mr. Iwan replied to Baron's speech across the phone and then returned to give Baron's voice.

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In the afternoon the atmosphere of the streets of Bandung as usual dense creeping on the road Ir. H. Juanda. Because the afternoon hours are home office hours just like the morning before 7 o'clock the road is also equally crowded. The hours of leaving work and the hours of returning home from work are the nuances of every day that must be lived by road users. With the exception of holidays such as Sundays or red dates, the density of the streets is not in the morning and evening, precisely the density of traffic occurs throughout the day because most are crowded by private vehicles outside the city.

In Thunder's heart complained about the density of the traffic flow. It is actually faster to drive a two-wheeled vehicle than to ride a car, but also redundant if the papah car is not used. Guntur that afternoon intended to meet Mr. Suro back to report and ensure when to bring Mr. Suro moved to his company mess house.

It took about 45 minutes to get to where Mr. Suro held his used book stall. Guntur parked his car in the parking lot of Bandung Indah Plaza mall. Before turning into the parking lot on the lower floor, Guntur had seen the lap of Mr. Suro who seemed to be deserted by visitors and did not see Mr. Suro there.

Quickly Thunder stepped out of the parking lot towards the place of Mr. Suro. Shortly thereafter he arrived at the lapak pak Suro but there was no Pak Suro in the place where he usually sat serving visitors.

"Where is Suro?" Thunder murmured in search of Mr. Suro.

His eyes were fixed on other used booksellers, Guntur then moved to the stall next to Mr. Suro who was 5 meters away intending to ask him. Suddenly, there was a scream from behind him.

"Guuuun...!"

The thunder paused his steps, he turned his body. Far away, Mr. Suro and Adi are walking fast. Thunder smiled looking at the two. Shortly after, Mr. Suro and Adi arrived at his lap, both of them immediately shook hands.

"Where's sir?" tanya Guntur shook the hand of Suro and Adi.

"Had eaten at the warteg next door Gun. You have eaten yet, later let Adi buy it," said Mr. Suro.

"Udah, thank you sir," replied Thunder.

"Let's sit Gun," said Mr. Suro mengahak Guntur sitting on a tarp that became the base of his sale.

"Sir, I continue to go first. Excuse A Guntur," between Adi then took the newspaper that piled on top of the sales books of Mr. Suro.

"Oh yes Di, hopefully it will run out quickly yes." said Guntur while stroking Adi's head before leaving it.

"Where is the sale today sir, many?" tanya Guntur sat down next to Mr. Suro.

"Well, Gun, it was very crowded" replied Mr. Suro.

"O yes sir, I want to tell you that tomorrow the day after tomorrow you can start moving, sir occupy the office house" said Guntur.

Mr. Suro was stunned to hear the news from the Thunder. He did not expect it would be that soon to leave the house and the long-time court gave him life.

"Well, you have to hurry up and sort things out at Gun's house. Not expecting to be this fast" said Mr. Suro.

"Yes sir, the previous officer was out yesterday sir, he resigned to go home. So it is now empty" Thunder said.

"One more sir, you can directly sell books and the stall is ready, sir" said Guntur.

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