Give Me Your Hand's

The Two Companies Finally Meet In Paris

In one of the office buildings located in the center of Paris. With its building in the form of a trapezoidal pyramid and its glass-lined body entirely. The sound of a bell rang out once, signaling that the elevator doors would soon open on the fifth floor. Two men in perlente suits and a woman in fashionable winter clothes were in the open elevator.

The three men also walked together on a patterned stretch of granite floor. Passed through various abstract paintings hanging along the walls of the corridor. They also walked while talking about a business meeting that was about to take place.

“What all the companies we invite have come?” ask a man with a slightly thinner stature than his other two colleagues. It seems like that man is their leader.

“There are already four companies present from the five companies we invited, Mr.” replied a woman who walked in the middle of her male colleagues. While in his hand tucked a file containing the names of companies that passed the selection stage.

One of them opened a wooden door that was in the middle of the corridor. A meeting room with its rectangular-shaped desk. To the left of the table, stood a row of black office chairs.

The three men walked together and took a seat in the front. The three pairs of eyes stared one by one four people who had been waiting for their arrival.

“Welcome to Mandellion Company. Ten minutes we'll start this show. There is still one Turkish company that has not come,” said a woman who is one of the managers at the company.

“Other Turkish companies?” Ferrite immediately moved from his seat and scrunched his forehead to the representatives of the Mandellion Company. “I thought it was just me, the only Kozan Company that came from Turkey.”

“No, Mr Kozan! There is a Fallea Company that also passed this tender selection,” replied the Manager.

“Fallea?” Ferrite squinted both of his eyelids as if he had heard a strange name.

He picked up his drink and gulped it down a bit then dropped himself back onto the black chair. “Well..., we'll see what their representatives will come for.”

Meanwhile ten minutes of time continued walking without anyone being able to stop him. A taxi stops in front of the Mandellion Company. Kenan and Ivy cast their gazes at the tall building with its glass-lined body.

“Are you sure this is the place?” kenan asked his girlfriend while they were still in the taxi.

“You will believe it after getting inside,” replied Ivy with her sweet smile. The woman opened the door of the public vehicle and stepped out.

Kenan simply observed the woman's behavior with his head on his sleeve and immediately picked up their luggage that was in the back trunk.

Fucking woman…! You just have to answer Yes or No. What trouble? If this isn't the place, it's a waste of time we spend coming here.

“What are you waiting for? We have five minutes left!” Ivy yelled, seeing Kenan still downstairs, while she climbed the lobby stairs.

Basic man…! Is your ego too high to trust me? Just watch out if we get too late! How many Euros have we wasted to go to this place? Flight tickets, hotel fees, meal fees…. Oho!

The Victor princess immediately ran into the building lobby without waiting for Kenan. The dark brown haired woman spread her gaze to look for the elevator doors between several wooden brown walls.

While Kenan with his widened steps trying to catch up with Ivy. The man looked for his lover among the few who passed by in a circle-shaped room. His eye bead captures a row of several letters that make up the word MANDELLION with its golden-colored body. The name of the company depends on the lobby wall. He smiled wryly in disbelief at Ivy's words, now where is the woman?

The elevator door had just closed, after Kenan set foot in front of the aluminum door. He pushed the elevator button repeatedly to open the door. His face began to look upset.

“Come! Don't make me wait!” he shouted while holding the handle of his suitcase bag made of iron. His bead of eyes stared at the arrow that moved downwards, descending slowly.

Maybe Ivy's on top….

A few seconds later, the elevator door opened. Aaron's son went straight inside and pressed the number five beside the door. Without waiting for long, the tube moved upwards towards the fifth floor. The bell rings. A number five is seen on the upper wall.

Kenan directly dragged his black suitcase after the silver-colored door opened. His pantofel shoes stepped on a patterned granite floor, from a distance he saw the figure of Ivy standing in front of the wooden door.

“Are we late?” ask Kenan. The man's voice made Ivy surprised. The two corners of the brown lips shot upwards as the woman looked at her face.

“Live another minute."

From behind the door, they heard the voices of some people who wanted this business meeting to start soon.

“Let's finish together,” replied Ivy who closed Kenan's palm with his own.

The door of the room opened, making the entire pair of eyes that were inside the room look towards a man and a woman in her winter clothes. A suitcase bag was standing next to them.

The deg!

Kozan's Ferrite heart seemed to stop for a split second. The man immediately got up from his seat when he saw Kenan looking freshly fit standing in front of him. Likewise, Kenan and Ivy were surprised to see people who continued to harm them were in the same room.

“You!” kenan and Ferit exclaimed simultaneously as their sharp eyes met each other.

“I..this is impossible! That damn mechanic's alive!” he muttered softly with his Turkic language which only Kenan and Ivy understood.

The look on the face of the Kozan Company leader was suddenly pale as soon as he saw Kenan holding Ivy's hand into the room. The son of Aaron walked straight. Ferrite immediately took his drinking glass back, sipping his mineral water slowly with his slightly trembling hands.

How could he still be alive after Hasan drowned him in the waters of the Bosphorus?

The dark gray eye bead continued to aim at Ferrite's face like a rifle that would shoot his hunted beast. Locking the brown eyes in front of her, as she and Ivy approach the meeting table. Kenan grasped tightly the hands of his lover who felt cold.

You surprised to see I'm still alive? Now standing in front of you is not a fucking mechanic....

“Mr Kozan, you can sit back to your seat.” The female manager stuck out her open palm to the man.

There was no other option for Ferit than to obey the manager, rather than him being disqualified from this meeting. The brown-eyed bead looked at Kenan and Ivy's two interlocked hands. He squinted his eyes while slowly rubbing his hairy chin.

It's hard for me and Hasan to find you all over Istanbul, and it turns out you're in Paris with this damn mechanic!

“What are you guys from Falea Company?” asked the male manager of the Mandellion Company to Kenan and Ivy who were standing behind the meeting chair.

“Sorry, we're late. Right, we are from Falea Company,” replied Kenan who continued with the introduction of himself and Ivy.

“Same as no. You guys came in time. Welcome to Mandellion Company, Mr. Fallay and Ms. Eleanor,” welcome the manager to both people.

Ferrite's face suddenly changed after he heard the manager's words.

That damn mechanic is the owner of the Falea Company? I can't believe it! How could he possibly set up a company so soon.

The bespectacled man immediately asked Kenan and Ivy to sit in their seats. The eyes of Aaron's son turned to look at Ferrite's face, starting from he pulled a chair until he sat right in front of the man. Meanwhile Ivy chose to sit next to Kenan.

“Please yourself,” whispered Kenan right in Ivy's ear. He saw the aura of tension emanating from his lover's face.

Ivy could only stare at a glass in front of him hoping that after this meeting, Ferit would not take him away from Kenan.

The female manager of the Mandellion Company got up from her seat then spoke in English that everyone could understand.

“Since all companies are already present, we will start the event today. Please all representatives prepare the presentation of the offer.”

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