Original Code: ANGEL K05

48. Strategizing

The Shareholders' Meeting - as well as the Oswald-subsidiary's management that morning, was tense. Ammo is not easily satisfied with the incoming report. He also has his own reports that the directors can't break with their reports and arguments.

The hot meeting has lasted two hours, let alone snacks, drinks are also not served. And still not all got a turn to report. They start to worry, when all this is over.

At twelve o'clock, the door opened. Those already stressed people felt a little relieved. Maybe the afternoon break has arrived. The meeting will not be over, because there are still two more people who have not got a hot ball from Ammo.

But they must be disappointed, because the incoming officers in uniform. They brought boxes containing gadgets of each person in the room. All the boxes were arranged on Ammo's desk. Then there was a file that was also placed right in front of him.

"What else is this?" their minds are getting anxious.

After the uniformed officer came out, the rest of the male staff entered, bringing lunch. Everyone present got their own plate rations.

"Do we eat here?"

"Excession!"

"It's degrading us. The humiliation!"

The room began to be filled with buzzing sounds due to their protests and whispers.

"Ammo, are you starting to disrespect the elders of the family?" Brenton Oswald suppressed his indignation.

Ammo did not answer. He was still cool with the report paper that was delivered by a uniformed officer. His forehead shriveled. Face's cold.

"Don't be arbitrary, just because you're a major shareholder!" said another one riled.

Ammo raised her head. Raising next to his eyebrows high. It seems that he underestimated their complaints.

"Which part is disrespectful and arbitrary?"

"Eat at the table with the plate already filled? It's out of the ordinary! You think we're the same as the office clerk who eats in the cafeteria?" The other protest was not happy.

"Uncle Barry, you've got to diet. I think I've been very attentive, by choosing food according to everyone's health condition. But you don't appreciate my kindness." Ammo sighed heavily and shook her head with a disappointed expression

Another uniformed man then walked in and delivered Ammo's dinner plate at the table.

The room immediately became quiet. Ammo also ate in the room. It means only one, they won't get out of that room until Ammo's wrath subsides! So no more humming of dissatisfaction in the room. They began to bribe food from each plate.

Ammo showed no change in attitude. He remained calm and came to enjoy his lunch after reading all the reports.

"I gave him two months to progress. And everyone should be ready whenever called for a meeting like this. Give me a more detailed report."

"Remember one thing, I will only appreciate a loyal person! Don't play with fire!" ammo threat.

Then the meeting was over, and everyone could get their gadgets back, then go home.

A relieved expression accompanied the steps of the old men out the door. Their grunts still sounded faintly, but no longer as intense as before. As long as you don't get punished, that's a good thing.

An officer came after a call.

"Yes, sir."

"Is everything according to plan?" ask Ammo.

"It's done, sir," replied the officer.

"Good! Clean up everything here. Send a report every day" Ammo ordered.

"Good, Master!"

The officer gave Ammo a walk, then tidied up all the files on Ammo's desk and took her. With a small run, he chased after Ammo's long steps.

"Sir, you have a meeting with Mr. Scott Cavendish at eight tonight" the officer reported.

Ammo stopped her steps.

"He is?" ask Ammo confused.

"Mr Scott is the owner of a mine in Africa that you wanted to buy two months ago" the officer replied.

"Ah .. he's Scott apparently. The guy with the funny look. He's a fun guy. Okay, get everything ready for the meeting." Ammo nodded.

"Good, Sir."

Ammo returns to ride the iron bird with Sawyer.

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