Mafia And Girl Roam Coffee

Beginnings

A man looks messy from his appearance sitting on a chair enjoying a cup of coffee in a luxurious cafe. The man repeatedly sighed and clucked in annoyance. Occasionally his hand tapped on the table with his index finger. The man is under severe stress because illegal goods imported from the United States are being held by Customs at the port, losing hundreds of billions.

While drinking coffee, the man read the economic news paper. In the economic news there is information that the price of coffee commodities soared high in the international market, especially the superior type of coffee, rose fantastically. Then the man was browsing, the type of coffee came from where, it turns out from Indonesia. As he knew, coffee from farmers was not high. The man's eyes widened staring at the monitor screen, as soon as his brain worked. Rather than having to smuggle illegal goods at high risk, and vulnerable to failure due to the carelessness of his men. It's better that it's a coffee business to sell overseas. Legal business, not breaking the law, but the results are amazingly large.

The man seemed to think hard how he could have a coffee garden that was ready for production at a cheap price. The man nodded his head. Smiling at the monitor screen. While the other man sitting next to her was staring confusedly.

"Ferro what's wrong?" ask the man next to her.

The man looked up sharply. "Cris, I have a brilliant idea." The man named Ferro whispered in the ear of Cristopher, Ferro's friend and confidant.

"Indonesia?" Cristhopher repeated the word Ferro.

The man nodded his head. "I want us to go there, and you take care of everything." Ferro patted Cristhoper's shoulder.

Cristhoper nodded his head, what a coincidence. He has not been to Indonesia for a long time. With sparkling eyes, the man greeted enthusiastically Ferro's idea.

"Okay, I take care of everything."

In addition to taking care of the letter, Ferro also asked Cristhoper to look for areas close to Jakarta that have high-quality coffee plantations ready for harvest. After the two agreed, they left the cafe. Cristhoper takes care of everything, while Ferro plans a lot of things while waiting for Cristhoper to take care of the licensing letter.

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Arriving in Jakarta, they found Ardhian Gavin Ferro's friend. Ferro contacted Ardhian to cooperate.

"How are you, long time we haven't seen you." Ardhian hugged Ferro at a glance. Then let them sit in Ardhian's study. Ferro took a deep breath and exhaled slowly as he looked at the stack of photos of the plantation that lay in disarray on the table.

"How's it?" Ardhian sipped his coffee and looked at the photos one by one and again saw several photos of residents who had influence in the village.

West Java is the largest producer of coffee and has a large plantation area. It is reported that local residents still need land to grow coffee, some of the village still do not know how to process coffee. People still use traditional methods to make coffee. Ardhian thought, those innocent citizens can still be utilized.

"Do we have to start over?" Cristhoper took out a cigarette and lit it. The man played his cigarette just before sucking it deep.

"How long have you been investigating the villagers and the plantation?" Ferro who had been silent at last spoke up.

"But this will not be easy, considering that the Sundanese have customs that they still hold firmly to today" Ardhian said.

"Blade." Ardhian pointed at one of the photos. "He was the village elder and had a great influence on the surrounding residents. We won't be easy to deal with."

"What about this guy?" Ferro pointed at one of the other men's photos.

"Sir Asep, he has the most extensive coffee plantation than any other." Ardhian explained to Ferro. "But we have one loophole."

Ardhian took one of the other photos. Ardhian took the photo in silence as they met in the village hall. "Used, a rich man and having a red line with the elite, the cheating and manipulation he did was often known to the authorities. But always escape the snare of the law." There are still many photos of other men suspected of having a conspiracy with Adiguna, the richest man in the village.

Ferro picked up a cigarette and lit it, smoked a deep cigarette and looked at Ardhian sharply.

"Aguna and Birawa. The same two men have a huge influence. But Adiguna is easier for us to take advantage of if there is money."

"Ferrous." Ardhian got up from the chair he had been sitting in. "We'd better go to the village to make sure the terrain. Then we make the next plan."

Ferro looked at Ardhian standing before him, and he stood up. "okay."

"You stay here, Cris. Prepare all our men." Ardhian looked towards Cristhoper who was still sitting in his chair then nodded his head.

"Birawa's a smart man, we have to be careful of him."

Ferro smiled sinisterly at Ardhian, then patted him on the shoulder. The man felt this job would not be too heavy or risky like other Outfit businesses, so Ardhian's advice was too excessive according to Ferro. The small laughing man scoffed at Ardhian.

"You take it easy, I already know how to take care of the villagers."

Ardhian shrugged his shoulders, "I warned you. But there's no harm in trusting you and we're trying to use your means."

"We're leaving!" Ferro patted Ardhian on the shoulder again, then stepped forward from Ardhian. Then they walked together to the courtyard of the house and then entered the car, directly sliding into the village of Parakansalak at the foot of Mount Salak hill.

Along the way Ferro admires the beauty of nature. A towering mountain mountain and a winding road. His eyes continued to pay attention to the sight that made him clench in admiration. The further they passed through village after village, the colder the air became. Added beautiful scenery into a beautiful backdrop. A thick white fog enveloped the Salak mountain. Ferro stared in amazement from the open windshield of the car. The mountain becomes its own panorama. From far away seen a vast expanse of rice fields and coffee plantations.

Ferro opened his sunglasses to see residents around the middle of activity in their respective fields. Every road that passed, the man saw the village girl look beautiful and natural. Unlike in his country, Ferro smiled watching the citizens who were in the middle of staring at him. Before long Ardhian pulled his car over on the side of the highway. Then take Ferro out of the car. The two stood by the road staring at the vast expanse of partially ready-to-harvest coffee gardens. The color of the coffee is bright red, the more desire Ferro more passionate to master the coffee plantations owned by the villagers.