Supersesses

Cattive notice

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GECK! GECK!

The woman knocked on the door slowly before pushing the door inwards so she could get in. The first thing he saw was his boss who was sitting down with several other players. They sat together at a large table that was able to accommodate the number of people who were inside.

He stepped inside, then walked up to the man who was his superior there. He slightly bowed to align himself with his boss's ears.

"Sorry sir, I just want to let you know if the food has arrived" he whispered quietly in the man's ear. He glanced at her.

"really?"

"Yes, sir."

"Then you check everything after that let them in."

"Good sir. Excuse me, then" the woman woke up. Walk back towards the entrance to carry out the task that has been given to her.

The man—Ilario. Then standing up from his seat, made the focus of the players sitting around the table there turn to staring at him.

"Ehem. Hold it first," he said to the artist who just wanted to read the contents of the scenario that was in his grasp. His focus then shifted to Ilario as his director.

"good. Thank you," he said after the artist sat down and put the script in his hand.

"I think it's enough to get here first. Since this has entered the lunch hour, so it is better now that we have lunch first and rest. After that we continue reading the script after the break is finished and we continue reading until later tonight. Anyway, today we have to get everything done before dinner. Because tomorrow we're going to start shooting first. Do you guys understand?" Ilario spoke there in a loud voice so that all the artists and people inside heard his words.

"Well we understand sir" they said.

"good. Then let's have lunch together," Ilario turned to look at the entrance. And there his assistant just came in. Ilario gave her a gesture that was instantly understood by the assistant. The woman then rushed to open the entrance and let all the hotel officers she asked bring lunch for them to walk in there.

They all stepped in after Ilario's assistant opened the door for him. They all walked up to the table of the artists there by pushing the trolley tray in their own hands. The tray contained several piles of boxes containing food originally ordered for the artists there.

"Sorry sir, there seem to be two leftovers," one waiter put three boxes on Ilario's table. One was for Ilario himself and the other two were his remains.

"uh? Really true?" Ilario who heard it then turned to look at the servant. The waiter nodded after keeping the three boxes on top only.

"Squeaky. Though it was obvious if I ordered everything in the right amount," Ilario muttered. He then called his assistant who took care of it and double-checked everything. The woman who became his assistant then walked over to him there.

"What's up, sir?" Ask once you get there.

"There's something I want to ask. Did you order all the food in an amount that corresponds to the number of people who are here?"

"Yes. Why is it sir? Is less?"

"No. Just more than two. Did you count wrong? Try to remember and check again."

"How's it?" Ilario asked as soon as the woman fell silent for a moment.

"Everything in the right amount sir, I've ordered it according to your orders."

"Why are there two boxes? Is there anything that is still missing?"

"Everything has been done, sir, this is really left" the servant said.

"Oh yeah. I just remembered!" His assistant was excited himself making Ilario astonished at him.

"What's? You miscalculated the number of people?" Ask Ilario.

"No sir. Everything in the right amount. It's just that the remaining two belong to Binbin, the screenwriter and screenwriter of our film. And the other one belongs to his manager sir. I just remembered!" The woman explained.

"uh? Then where is he? Why isn't it here?"

"Overnight his manager told me that Binbin was down and that he had to be hospitalized overnight. So chances are he won't be able to come to follow these projects."

"What's? How then? It's impossible if we just cancel the shoot. We have arrived here and everything is ready, just take the first picture and process it. If he can't come then what?" Ilario's fretting over there.

"Sir Ilario take it easy. Binbin as the screenwriter of this film can not come and watch the filming process directly. He has also apologized profusely for this unfortunate incident. And as a form of responsibility, he asked his manager to monitor everything and replace him to be present here."

"The manager?" Ilario Beo.

"Rubber sir."

"But can he? I mean, Binbin is the one who wrote the script for our film, and no one knows better about the content of the story and its depiction than him. Will his manager be able to handle all his work?"

"I can make sure sir. You see, the manager also helped edit and edit the screenplay for our film. So you can be sure he understands very clearly about the contents of the scenario."

"Hm. Good then, so we can continue filming without any delay. Oh, where is he, by the way? Has it arrived?"

"So this morning he said he was coming this afternoon. So it is likely that around dusk or tonight he will just arrive at the airport. And he apologized for not being able to follow the reading today because Binbin's condition this morning that was really getting worse made him inevitably have to wait for him in the hospital until his family from Indonesia arrived to replace him."

"Oh so. It seems that his condition is really bad," Ilario muttered.

"Rubber sir."

"Then for these two boxes of food you better give it to someone else. And I assigned you to come and pick up the manager at the airport. Tell him to call as soon as he arrives at the airport, so that you can come to pick him up at the airport. Tonight I have something to talk to him about the development of this scenario and I have to ask him how Binbin is doing."

"Okay sir" he said.

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