First Love of the CEO

The girl again

Pov: Yes

At first glance our eyes looked. Ah, I seem to know him, but where? His face felt familiar to me.

Is he a relative of father, or mother? Or maybe the partner I met?

"Zed, the project that we will manage here specifically will be handled by Mr. Yanuar, we are only limited to supplying goods and will be continued with the marketing system, he said, all this time I've seen your idea in marketing is pretty good." Mr. Jeremmy looked at me, as if giving me a chance to talk.

"Look sir, sorry if I am not polite, after I look, the market share here is mostly workers and ASNs whose salary is enough to eat and daily needs, he said, if this house is made specifically for market share like them we must also be ready with the concept of a minimalist home, beautiful and comfortable."

Mr. Jeremmy smiled he nodded his head.

"Can I continue?" they agree almost simultaneously.

"The price of the house must also be adjusted to their financial condition, not too expensive, affordable, if this house will use a credit system for installments should not burden them."

"Didn't that hurt the company?" Mr. Yanuar smoked the clove cigarette he had just ignited.

"If the number of houses we manage can be sold according to the target or even more, then there will be no term loss, sir."

"I'm proposing elite housing, for the upper middle class." Mr. Yanuar's tone of voice seemed to disagree with my proposal.

"Explain Zed, I'll follow what you propose." Mr. Jeremmy has handed everything back to me. I wonder why he seems to believe me so much today.

"Father already knows this area? How far do they understand and desire their citizens?"

"For what reason do I have to understand their situation" he said.

"Our master is not a merchant, we seek the taste of the men who enjoy our trade, what father can trade fish in the community that livelihood of fishermen? Or the father of selling rice to the majority of farming communities? Surely not, right?"

Mr. Yanuar was silent.

"Pursuing big profits but little or little profits but flowing continuously? In addition itung-itung alam sir, the desire to have their own home for the workers is one big dream, if the father can make it happen automatically for them the father is a helper god."

"True Yanuar, what's wrong with us once in a while to do charity, the treasure we don't bring to death, we should be ashamed of Miss Zed, she can still think of charity, she said,though he was also still in a condition far from luxurious." Mr. Jeremmy alternately looked at me and Mr. Yanuar.

The man did not answer.

"It's up to you, Yanuar, if you refuse Miss Zed's advice, then I'll carry on with the project myself."

"Okay, I take everything. Please Miss Zed tell me the concept soon I'll relearn it with my corporate team."

"It's all already here sir." I'm giving you the red map that's the concept and the housing plan that we're signing.

"Still doubting my secretary is Yanuar?" Mr. Jeremmy smiled proudly.

His eyes are sending satisfaction to me.

"I admit it Jeremmy. You're good at finding employees."

"He's not just any employee, he's my son-in-law." the man whispered to Mr. Yanuar, but I still heard him.

God, is this really?

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Pov: Shaif

"If, don't forget the mother's medicine at the Healthy pharmacy should be taken this afternoon."

I received my mother's message.

This afternoon the condition of the pharmacy was crowded, I had to queue and enter the line.

After nearly twenty minutes, I was able to get close to the waiter.

But the girl in front of me got into a fight with the pharmacy waiter.

"The mother can't buy drugs carelessly, there must be a doctor's prescription, it's a high dose of sleeping pills, only given to certain patients, I don't want to be responsible." the blind-eyed waiter sounded annoyed.

"I buy mbak, not ask," The young lady in front of me was no less insistent.

"I explained it, didn't I? I don't serve a buyer without a prescription for that drug."

"Hayolah mbak, this is the third time I've been rejected at the pharmacy."

"That's what she knows."

"I beg you, this is urgent." The woman was poring.

"Sorry madam, can I back off to take the medicine first" I interrupted the endless debate with annoyance.

"Yes, this must be very insistent."

"I'm sorry but I need that medicine."

"Then you have to ask for a doctor's prescription."

"The doctor wouldn't give it.' The narrow eyes are wailing.

Then back off and just leave. I gave the waiter a recipe.

"Mbak please this is a recipe for my mother. Please hurry."

Not long after I can get the medicine I want.

I quickly got back in the car because my mom called me again.

Just the result was about to start the car engine, sound of a blow from the back of my car body.

It was not long before a girl approached me with a face full of regret.

He again, Geez what else is this?

Seriate.