I'm Not a Genius

Sly Man's Sustenance (2)

After a few days passed it turned out that Anjas workshop plummeted back, the day many customers the other day was purely a fortune that he got.

"Hemm was my luck caused by that woman that night"

Anjas re-spun his brain to think the cause of his luck, he is one of the humans on earth who do not believe in luck, for him all things in this world must have cause and effect, and there must be cause and effect, there can be no 2 when there is no 1.

"Well, it's just a coincidence anyway, how can I be rich if it makes my mind complicated"

He let out a long sigh and chose to believe the incident that made his workshop suddenly crowded..

Just when Anjas wanted to go inside to brew his coffee, a series of motor vehicle noises caught his attention, he lazily turned his back and saw a handsome man pass by, she was wearing the fashionable clothes that teenagers use today.

"Huh.if my eyes are not observant maybe I don't know there is a dilapidated workshop here, which fool sets up a workshop in a corner of a remote city like this that almost no one will pass?"

The man was actually handsome, he had an oval-shaped face, expressive big eyes and red lips, if not his flat chest and the jakun seeds protruding in his throat, he said, Anjas would probably mistake her for a woman in disguise.

It seems that it has become commonplace for men in the city to have clean skin and a face as graceful as the Korean people.

The man seemed to be quite interested in the secluded workshop, he walked and looked around the workshop, but Anjas did not care, he immediately returned to continue his activities to the kitchen to make a cup of coffee, even though the man had already entered his workshop, while he had not yet filed an excuse he had come it meant that he was still not a customer or it could be a thief trying to take something.

"Hey mechanic!!, try to fix my bike, I want to change the oil, quick. I have a busy schedule" said the man as he glanced at his cellphone screen.

"The price of oil change here is 150 thousand" Anjas replied with a very indifferent bodo.

As expected, when the handsome man heard that the originally handsome face turned wrinkled with wryness, his white facial skin now turned red like a chameleon changing color.

"Oh my God.!! you're crazy, the oil change is usually 50 grand but here it's 150 grand? have you gone mad with your greed.?"

A scream echoed in his disappearance, but Anjas ignored it. He still stirred the coffee with a spoon in his cup and walked towards the chair where he used to enjoy the day.

Anjas does need money, he is poor to hard to eat, but he has high self-esteem and also he does not have a wife so there is no family dependents, so there is no family dependents, the man came later as long as he entered without ordinance, ordering by shouting and insulting his place of business. It has crossed the limit of Anjas patience in dealing with customers.

"Hey are you listening to me? are you the owner of this workshop.?"

The handsome man shouted furiously while staring at Anjas.

Anjas calmly glanced at the man. lazily got up and yawned.

"The price here is so much, if you have no money better go, 50 thousand for the price of oil, and 100 thousand for the skills I have, I do not force you to come, I do not force you to come, besides a cool appearance does not necessarily have a lot of money"

The handsome man was confused by Anjas' attitude, after a moment of confusion, the already red face became even redder with anger.

"Is that the attitude that a workshop owner has? how dare you say I have no money, you treat customers like a fraud, you fucking, don't give me any reason, I give you 500 grand, you know, make my bike grow faster because later tonight there is a race, I HAYKAL SANJAYA always keep his promise"

Anjas replied, a little angry too, as a man who loves machine technology who has dreams as a rich man he hates others who take it for granted.

"Give me 1 million then I'll make your bike faster for the match, if you don't want to please leave"

Anjas tries to raise the price because he knows all rich people have high self-esteem, speed issues he can manipulate, he said, if this guy loses the game Anjas can blame him for not being a good jockey.

"Deal, make my bike faster, if I win the race I will give you 500 thousand more as a sign of gratitude"

Haykal gave a dismissive smile on his face, for Haykal money was not a problem, he was a rich man. The game later tonight is a very important match for his pride, however, self-esteem can not be paid with money.

"All right, deal"

Anjas who heard this couldn't help but smile happily on his face.

"H**a rich man is a fool, another fool who falls into my brain-smart trap, after women are now men, the world is full of fools"

Then Anjas saw the motor carried by the man who called himself Haykal, it was a KAWASAKI NINJA ZX-25R motorcycle, he said, this motor is in the bandrol Rp 98,850,000 for standard type and Rp 116,000,000 for ABS SE type. It is clear this bike has 4 cylinders and it will definitely be troublesome to overhaul it.

Anjas then focused his mind to fix the Haykal motor, change the oil and see the structure of the engine, because this motorbike still seems new so there is not much Anjas can do in the process, he said, but in the eyes of Haykal Anjas seen as an expert who compartmentalized the vehicle like understanding all the details that exist, every time Haykal asked Anjas would always answer with steady confidence.

"Alright this is done" Anjas asserted by washing the sweat on his forehead with the back of his own hand.

"Alright, here's 1 million I've sent to your account number"

Earlier Haykal asked for Anjas' account number because he did not carry 1 million in cash, only a fool carried 1 million in cash.

"Alright thank you, you can already take your bike away, maybe increase the speed just a little bit, he said, but I am improving the stability of the engine and its circulation so that when in high-speed conditions you do not have to fear engine damage" Anjas said in a reassuring tone of voice

"That means tonight I can race calmly without having to be afraid of engine constraints, right?"

Haykal asked just to make up for the statement Anjas gave.

"Yes, gas polllll just do not be afraid, as long as you can set the motor control and gear change according to the terrain then the victory is in hand"

"Thank you I'm going first"

Anjas who saw Haykal leave again smiled satisfied with a sly expression.

"Once a fool yes still a fool, the factory output is 100% still original want what else is foxed, bodo time with tomorrow about it, the important thing tonight I party again wkwkwkwk"