
Anet is in a fabric warehouse that will be exported to Malaysia.This fabric is silk fabric, so the selling price is very pantastic. From the list of colors and also the amount to be sent anet feel there is a clumsiness.The amount of fabric sent exceeds the amount requested by consumers.
*Cock the same number of goods the number of different requests yes, try me to check again* anet murmur while checking the goods before it is correct in the ankut by 4 containers.
Three times anet try to match the number of rods with the demand for materials, still the result is the same that is different.
*Warm, let me ask the employee who loaded this cloth just* his murmur again, and there happens to be an employee who will lock the container next to the anet.
*Sir, you've been working here for a long time* ask anet to a middle-aged man who is standing on the damping container.
*Yes ma'am, I've worked almost 23 years here, but yes it is understood people do not have, always placed in the loading and unloading of materials* said the man.
*23 years old, you know the owner of this fabric company *
*I know him and his wife very well, but dear God loves them more, perhaps because they are good and wise leaders there*The face of the father is a little bit sad, he said, remembering the kindness of his deceased boss.
*Oh yes, this new mother yes, who replaced the head of the revision before her* asked the father.
*Yes sir, my name is anet. I just call anet do not use buk, I am so reluctant. would be older than me* said anet not hearty. the father nodded and smiled *Alright, son anet*
*Oh yes sir, I have already checked will be sent, how the number of requests the same number sent is different, even though 3 times I check it*
The father smiled bitterly *It is common, son, since buk arda working here is always in the increased number of the term, I am also confused why* explained the father.
*Buk Arda iti who yes sir, understand I just started work today, not so much know other employees*
*That's the woman who was. Something's wrong with this guy. I have to investigate him.* Inner anet.
*Son, I dreamt*the father patted anet's shoulder.
*Eh, not really sir. yes already father continued his work. I want to go in first* said anet who was inspired by the father.
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Ambran and robi just came out of the meting room.Today was very tiring for the two handsome men, how not, from the morning their muscles and minds were already working, how not, from the morning they had worked, starting from the meeting with the foreign claen at the branch office, review the location of the project outside the city and resume the meeting with other clians.
*Haaa, thank God, finally our pejuang sweet fruit* said Ambran while sitting on the sofa of his room.
*Yes, thank God. oh yes, I went home first yes.definitely been waiting for ni*Robi got up from his seat and drank a can that is still separated in half.
*Mmmm yala, who has a wife* said ambran.
*She's fast halalin tu the village girl of your dreams* ledek robi.
*yalaaa* replied ambran lesuh.
Seriate....