SAFAZAR (Pursuing the Love of Mr. Prosecutor)

SAFAZAR | CHAPTER 110

Mr. Anjas....

Tok to tok.

Safa is absorbed from daydreams. The knock of the door made him hurriedly justify sitting down. "Lake in!" it's a little harsh.

The person Safa had just thought of was now standing before her. Mr. Anjas nodded his head as usual. "You called me?" ask her with a subtle voice.

"really. I want to ask you about influencers, do you have any?"

"Say there are already a few chosen. Waiting for approval."

Safa nodded, "So."

"alright. We'll have a meeting tomorrow for that. Coincidentally Dad-"

"Pak Dirut has arrived in Jakarta tomorrow," Safa continued.

"I understand. Anything else to say?"

"No. You can get out."

Mr. Anjas nodded, "Good. Excuse me." The man turned around.

"Sir Anjas?"

"Yes, you need anything?"

Safa opened and closed her mouth as if to speak. He himself was confused why he called Mr. Anjas again. The girl grimaced, "Emm.... Thank you" he said with a smile. "Thank you for your cooperation all along."

Although confused as to why Safa said that, Pak Anjas still replied to him politely. "Together, Miss." Then she left, leaving Safa pensive in her work chair.

Is it possible that such a civilized person could deceive him?

Safa remembered her meeting with Bima yesterday. He still could not believe what the man said about his brother's secretary.

Bima says if he wants to find something then start from Mr. Anjas. Safa was doubtful. Bima could have said that to protect herself from the accused.

But... Safa also found it hard not to think about the man's words.

"Just like, Mom."

Safa nodded in response to a greeting from one of the employees. "Jiang" she replied with a smile.

Safa is currently looking at product photo capture for online banners. There's a special team of its own for that. He also noticed the way the photographer took the angle, it seemed like Safa was worth trying out for some of her endorsements.

His move moved to another place. Looking at the room of several divisions and then walking again through the space that he did not know in this company. One of them is a product storage warehouse located in a separate building.

Keep your mind away from the dirty, smelly warehouse. The cleanliness here is very awake. You could say this place is most important, the condition is always sterile.

Safa saw the activities of the workers who came in and brought goods. There were about five large cars parked in the courtyard of the warehouse. Everything is shipped from factories located in other parts of Jakarta.

Some of them were surprised to see Safa. No wonder because its existence is so striking. Safa grimaced, even though she had tried not to attract attention. Maybe this is the fate of beautiful people with high charm. Wherever he was people would look at him.

"Look easy. I just want to watch, not review or supervise your work. Please continue."

The men nodded awkwardly. It's the first time they've seen a new boss sighting that's been talked about a lot lately. It turns out that the rumor that she is beautiful is true. It's not an exaggeration to call him a Korean artist. Really fresh to the eyes.

Safa watched all of those activities with an interested spotlight. Knowing new things is fun. Safa so want to look more into the inside of the warehouse.

"Miss."

But, a familiar voice from behind stopped his intention.

Safa. Mr. Anjas stood with his typical warm and calm face. Safa once said the man looked like a royal butler, right? His polite and careful attitude often made Safa ashamed of herself.

Hey, Mr. Anjas is older, how could Safa be comfortable being treated like that. Mr. Iwan is not like that. Honestly, he is more comfortable with being relaxed.

"What's up, Mr Anjas?" safa asked the man.

"There are some investors who want to meet."

Safa was silent for a moment. His forehead puckered slightly as he thought. "So late?"

"really. Do you mind meeting them? If so, I can tell you a suitable reason. And maybe they'll come back tomorrow when Mr. Director is here."

"Eh, there's no need. I'll meet them."

Mr. Anjas looked at him doubtfully. Safa smiled convincingly. "Sir Anjas take it easy. I can face them. I can't let a company constantly lose investors."

After saying that Safa immediately rushed back to the main building. Followed by Mr. Anjas who showed the way to the room where the investors were waiting.

Throughout his steps Safa uses to reduce the nervousness that every second is increasingly mountainous. Safa nervous not main. Actually he was afraid, but it was impossible for him to be silent.

"Attent, Mr. Anjas. I'm going to the toilet first. Can't you?"

"certain, Miss. Should I wait inside or outside?" ask Mr. Anjas as soon as they arrive in front of the intended room.

"Sir Anjas comes in first, no papa. I will follow you later."

"Good."

The man entered, while Safa turned the corner, not going to the toilet at all as she said. Safa entered her study in a hurry. His hand immediately searched the bag looking for something.

Safa held the small bottle in her hand. Something he was looking for just now. Should he drink it again? But, Safa would not be able to calm down if not drink it.

Alright. Just one to two won't be a problem, right?

................

"We want to withdraw as investors. The name of this company is bad. What else can we get?"

Safa squeezed her hands in her lap, trying to remain calm despite a very frightened heart.

"Look, Sir. For the matter of our former Deputy Director, it has nothing to do with the company at all. What he did was unrelated to our PT. The internal workings here are also going well. You all need not worry. Please rethink."

"can't. We have decided to no longer be your investors. The vice-leader is just like that, how are the others?"

"He's as brave as it is to corrupt state money, no one knows he might eat up company money as well."

"People are irresponsible and greedy" said another.

Displeasure arose when the men began discussing Dava. Maybe they forget someone's kindness because of one mistake, even if it's not really a mistake because it's not the wrong Dava. His sister was framed, wanting Safa to shout that.

"That's not true. Our company's finances are safe. And it will remain so until you don't withdraw the funds."

But for now Safa had to settle for just restraint. Safa could not bluntly vent feelings as usual. This is not the time to be childish.

"Hasn't there ever been a problem with profits? Our sales target is still running smoothly, the market demand for our products is also safe, we still supply large quantities to several places at home and abroad. Is this still not beneficial to you?"

"While it is true that our Deputy Director committed fraud, he did not touch the company at all. His guilt was purely personal. He's not the type who would involve others if guilty."

"Till here you all understand? The corruption case is not related to PT. Natural Essence," Safa said.

For a moment the mood became quiet. The men in suits were lyrically against each other. Safa couldn't have expected more with that kind of speaking ability. Safa had no experience at all, so she could only pray that they withheld her intention to withdraw funds. At least until Mr. Halim returns, and Safa hopes her father can overcome all of this.

Safa glanced at Pak Anjas beside her. The man had talked a lot in the beginning. Safa is very grateful to feel helped. But, again the words of Bima flashed in his head. The Playboy actually managed to doctrine his brain.

Huh....

"I agree" said someone suddenly diverting all attention.

Including Safa of course.