
Bian was already neat with his clothes. He soon headed for the WN company where this would be a good start to his restaurant career. He could also develop wings by doing social climbing using the company name WN. Companies that have not been established long, but have made the employees who work there live fulfilled.
"Taken the contract," he murmured with a small smile. His heart is really happy.
Ting!
A message came into his phone. His eyes widened when reading the contents of the message.
"Twelve million?"
Bills from the hospital so that Bian immediately take care of the medical costs of Orange. Bian was amazed because he did not give his mobile number to the hospital, but the hospital instead contacted him and asked him to pay the bill.
"Yes not paid the same Aska?" muttered. "If it's true, how do you pay?" continued again.
Bian who was about to enter the WN company stopped his steps for a moment. He opened his m-banking and listed a balance of only four as well as two hundred and sixty-two thousand rupiah. A rough breath came out of his mouth.
"Why didn't Aska finish his administration first anyway? Just nyusahin!" A self-destructive sentence that came out of Abian Putra's mouth.
From inside the car, a man smiled triumphantly. The car just stopped in a special parking lot not four. "Targets start to get confused" he murmured.
The person in the back seat of the car smiled faintly. "Never make a scene when the cave is again a henchman," replied Gio. "The wrath of the cave is a ruin for him."
Remon nodded in understanding. Gio was the one who never attacked if no one started. This time it was not attacking him, but attacking his youngest son. Not about love, but about Aska's scarred face. The son he took care of and did not treat him rudely was even based on someone else. Wouldn't that make Gio as an old man angry?
"We go down now or wait for him to come in first?" ask Remon.
"Let him in." Remon nodded in understanding.
Gio's phone rang, a message coming into his phone.
I sent the bill to Abian Putra.
Gio's lips smiled triumphantly reading the message.
The money paid by Mr. Ghassan Aksara Wiguna has been sent to his account number.
Remon immediately opened the car door for the boss when Bian was no longer in front of the company. He walked beside Gio. All the employees who met with Gio lowered their heads politely as their respect to the person who owned this company. There is also a sense of pride from them because they can see firsthand the face of a businessman named Giondra Aresta Wiguna who remains charismatic at an age that is no longer young.
In the meeting room, Bian had a conversation with the manager. A smile full of happiness was clearly visible on Bian's face.
"Who are we waiting for, sir?" ask Bian.
"The owner of the WN company wants to meet you directly because he really likes the cuisine of the restaurant Mr."
Soaring into the seventh sky right now. Bian is very confident that this contract will have a large enough value for money. He was patiently waiting for the owner of the WN company. When the manager stood up, Bian stood up and confirmed his shirt. His eyes widened when he saw who was coming.
"Good morning, Mr. Giondra," said the manager.
"Morning."
Bian's chest was already pounding very strongly when Gio's eagle eyes were staring at him.
"Sir, this is the owner of the restaurant whose food your son likes."
Deg.
Bian's heart stopped beating hearing the manager's words.
"You can go out" he told WN's company manager. "I'd like to talk more privacy with MY SON'S FRIEND."
That last sentence was filled with emphasis making Bian's guts instantly shrivel. Not only was Gio staring at him sharply, the assistant from Gio seemed to have skinned Bian alive.
"Ever has cheated money Mr. Ghassan Aksara Wiguna one and a half billion," said Remon. He smiled at Bian, who was pale.
"Not only Mr. Aksara, the younger brother of Pak Aksara he used very well. So good ... he even cornered a loved one by Mr. Askara by screwing the woman who Mr. Askara is fighting for."
"Wow! You don't know yourself very well!" cibir Remon with his cynical gaze.
Bian could not dwell while Gio had not spoken a single word. The atmosphere was suddenly silent as Remon stopped his speech.
"Actually I don't want to interfere." Gio said very quietly. His back was still leaning on the oversized chair.
"But ...."
Bian closed his eyes for a moment hearing the word but that paused. His feelings are really bad.
"You've hurt my son!" snapped Gio with an already wrathful face. A line of anger was present on his face. His hand had already kicked the table until Bian was surprised not to play.
Some photosheets Gio threw on the table. Bian's bowed face was now starting to straighten. His eyes widened when he saw the photo sheet on the table.
"I-mom," he murmured.
The mother was surrounded by strong people. His mother's face was terrified.
"Don't hurt my mother" Bian said very softly.
"Look, your mouth is talking!" sentak Gio's. "You just lightly beat my son in the face" he continued with great emphasis.
"That's my mother. The woman I love so much" he said.
"Aska is also my son. My proud son!" emphatically.
Again Bian's mouth was silenced. He could not chimed in the words of Giondra. He's already lost a lot at the moment.
Remon handed me a map with a contract letter. Gio opened the map. Instead of an autograph, he tore the paper apart.
"NO COOPERATION!"
Bian walked gontai towards the outside door. His body did not sit on the floor. Gio was no match for him.
Ting!
"Bi, our house was confiscated by the bank. He said it's been over six months since the installments haven't been paid."
It's so fucking bad Bian today. Hospital bills, canceled contracts as well as homes confiscated by the Bank. A rough gasp of breath came out from Bian's mouth. The house he lived in was the gift house of Aska as well as his father. If the bank pulls it off it's unlikely to happen. However, this is what Bian must accept because of a stupid action without him counting and acting very rashly.
"What should I do?" erang was upset when it was next to his motorbike.
Just as Bian was about to wear a helmet, his phone rang out. His forehead shriveled at the name of the caller.
"I'm pregnant!"
Duars!
Surprise again and again.
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