Guards For The Princess

Chapter 6: Hundreds of Million Dollars a Year

Ardian Prasetya double-checked the address and name of the building to make sure he was in the right place before walking towards the building.

"Sorry before. Is there anything I can help you with, Sir?" As he tried to go further into the building, he was stopped by security guards.

"May I know why you came here?" Ardian Prasetya was impressed by the standards of the big cities. They even have security guards on guard inside and outside the building. However, once again he felt a little disappointed, even Han Maru looked more powerful than this guard.

Han Maru is the son of a carpenter who settled on the mountain behind the house, he is Ardian Prasetya's childhood playmate. Han Maru might not know martial arts, but she had an extremely powerful large burly body. He could even kill a pig liae with one punch of his fist. In the eyes of Ardian Prasetya, the security guard could not compare to Han Maru or even the wild pigs.

Ardian Prasetya took out a piece of paper from his pocket, glanced at him and replied, "I'm here looking for Mr. Angkara Adam."

"Female Adam? Who'sis that? Why does that name sound so familiar?" One of the guards muttered while massaging his chin.

"President!" The older guard beside him reacted to the name. Apparently, he knew who Angkara Adam was. He quickly pulled the sleeve of the guard shirt earlier and said, "Look at what you said. If the leader hears you, he might think you're being disrespectful to the boss and you could get fired!"

"Aah!" The first guard was shocked when he heard what the older guard said. Eyes widened. He regretted what he had just said and cursed himself who did not even know the real name of the President he was supposed to protect, he said, he felt like he had failed because he had never found out and he looked pitiful.

However, when he saw Ardian Prasetya's clothes, he rolled his eyes and felt relieved. One person is the President Director of one of the top companies in the world that makes hundreds of millions of dollars a year, while the other is a worker from the countryside. There's no way they know each other. Moreover, the face of this young man in front of him looked like a fool, he was more confident that he would be fine.

Perhaps this young man was from one of the construction sites and was here to file a complaint with the President. As the guard thought about this, he began to be more vigilant, there was nothing more terrifying than the anger of the laborers.

When Ardian Prasetya stood still in confusion. The two guards found themselves staring at each other. Apparently both thought the same thing.

"What is your business with the President?" The old guard cleared his throat and looked at Ardian Prasetya firmly. He was worried that Ardian Prasetya would resort to violence against his Master.

"I'm not at all, my grandfather told me to look for him." Ardian Prasetya answered lazily. He doesn't care who his client is. They were the ones who needed his help, his grandfather should have told them that he was coming today, and they should have welcomed him or sent someone to pick him up. Since the Client did nothing for her, she felt a little offended.

"My grandfather's a freak who likes pink. Rather than discussing that Old Man, you better just tell me where he is, I'll look for him myself." Ardian Prasetya did not want to waste his time talking to these guards. He wants to meet clients as soon as possible, he is very curious about the contents of the mission that can make him live without worrying about money problems. He's very curious.

"The president didn't come today, please leave." After glancing at Ardian Prasetya once again, the guards were now very confident that Ardian Prasetya did not know the President, especially because of his stupid face. So they decided to throw him out.

Ardian Prasetya was already quite upset that his Client was degrading him. Then now, his patience was also being played with by them.

"Since he's not here, then I'll wait for him inside!" Ardian Prasetya snarls. Then he started walking into the building. "Stop right there! You're not allowed in!" The two guards did not expect that Ardian Prasetya would force his way in and they rushed to stop him.

At that moment, the elevator door opened, a somewhat fat middle-aged man and a somewhat dark and thin middle-aged man walked out from within the elevator. "Hm, I think it's time. Why did that Young Prasetya still not contact me. Is there a problem? Arnold Ken, you should have seen the picture, right? Go to the station and find him." The slightly fat middle-aged man instructed the other man to pick up Ardian Prasetya at the station.

"I understand, President. I'll pick him up." Arnold Ken answered with respect. Just before Arnold Ken left, Angkara Adam frowned upon hearing the commotion at the entrance. He then gave Arnold Ken another instruction, "Before you pick him up, find out what happened there first."

As Arnold Ken walked towards the entrance, he saw two security guards trying to stop a young man from entering the office building. "What's this about? Why are you guys making a fuss here?"

"Pak Ken, this young man claims that he is here to meet the President. He even tried to force his way in!" the security guards replied when they recognized Arnold Ken.

Arnold Ken may not have a decent position in the company, but he is the one closest to the president. If Arnold Ken had an official title, it would be the President's driver or caretaker.

Everyone at the company knows Arnold Ken isn't just a chauffeur. That was the reason why the security guards treated him with respect as a leader instead of as a driver. Sometimes, Arnold Ken could even speak on behalf of the president, represent him and replace his absence.

"Ah, that stupid looking face?" When Arnold Ken saw Ardian Prasetya, his eyes widened in shock and asked. "If I'm not mistaken, are you Young Master Ardian Prasetya?"

"Young Master? Well, Ardian Prasetya is indeed me." Ardian Prasetya looked at Arnold Ken and nodded his head. Ever since Arnold Ken appeared, Ardian Prasetya has been observing him. Intuitively, Ardian Prasetya was convinced that this man was not the Angkara Adam. As the president of a company, it was only natural that he had a dignified spirit. But Arnold Ken doesn't have it. He might be authoritative and respected by others, but the aura of the nobility of someone holding high power was a little special.