The Poor Girl Owns the CEO

Strange auction

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[ "Bring the kid! I still don't want to say it!" ] Arsandi told one of the people on the phone.

'Campus, I don't want to happen bad things like me, I don't want to involve my family!' inner Arsan.

"Okay I ngaku!" Arsan.

Flashback

"How much longer?" asked Danu, who was impatient, to take a quick drop to where Ratna took Layla.

"Too from the GPS, just a few more meters from here. Not nyampe 10 minutes." said Arsandi, staring at his flat screen showing their destination.

Danu and Arsandi went straight down, reading the situation. Once in a sense of security, Danu and Arsandi immediately took a step in by settling the precipitate.

Deri, Juni and the others split up. Considering the house in front of them is an old house whose size is quite large. Fortunately, the guard at home was not too tight. Make it easy for them to enter but remain vigilant, guard with weapons that can be used to defend themselves.

'What is not too strange, the guard is not too tight, but outside there are some cars parked. Is it possible that Basuki is having a party?' inner Danu increasingly unsettled her heart.

While in one of the rooms. Basuki deliberately invited some of his colleagues who are not much different from his, eyes kranjanggg. They were holding an unusual auction competition. Who dares to bid the highest, then he is the winner, and get what is at the auction.

"Daddy is sure, my friend is going to be worth a big sell?" ratna asked by sitting next to Basuki at one of the tables.

"You will see" Basuki said with a grin on his lips.

'At this time.Definitely Danu the damn boy was in the middle of a drunken search for the whereabouts of his snot wife! I'll make you regret what you did to my daughter, Danu!' Basuki though in heart.

"Have you investigated properly, what was this place before?" danu asked, opening one by one the door of the room he passed.

"Only the Old House is used for the auction of black lines, sir" said Arsandi.

"What's? Black strip auction? Seriously you're Arsandi! Basuki brought Layla here, don't don't!" Danu broke up, with an unrelenting roar of breath.

'Basuki's insolent, just be careful if he becomes Layla one of the items he auctions. I'll make Aleta rot in jail, I'll kill you, Basuki!' Danu pulled out his hand.

Prok prok prok prok prok prok prok prok prok prok.

Applause was heard, when the items at the auction were successfully sold.

"Congratulations, Mr. Raya, has managed to bring home a pair of human eye organs" said the female MC.

Ratna shuddered in horror. 'Oh, my God is really crazy, Daddy, can he make a strange auction rich gini! There are others who want to buy the goods on offer. I'm really sorry, I'm not using!'

"For the next item, we see this. This is a human skull, more precisely his toddler skull derivative of the Cloud kingdom. Who can have it, his business meal will run smoothly. Open at 100 million. Who would dare to bid higher than that!" said mc women with clothes less material.

On the stage, he stood. There is a transparent box inside which there is a repetitive bone that is believed to be the baby's bone.

"What really?" ask Basuki back.

"That's a baby bone, a descendant of the Cloud kingdom. Where is the Cloud kingdom?" ask Ratna again.

"You are real or not, the important thing is that they believe, and we who sell!" basuki.

"Oooooh, then when will Layla be at auction, Ded?" ratna asked by sliding the chair she was sitting on, closer to Basuki. Then sagging spoiled.

"After this practice." Basuki replied briefly.

In one of the rooms.

"Master!" exclaimed Arsandi, looking at one of the rooms guarded with 2 large body guards.

Danu nodded her head. Giving instructions to Arsandi with his hand gestures.

"Who are you, you're not Mr. Basuki's guest right?" asked one who saw a man she did not know standing in front of her.

"Gue is not a guest, but one of you. You get a new assignment from Mr. Basuki, keep it in front!" tell Arsandi, pura to be a friend of the doorman.

"Then anyway? How come Mr. Basuki didn't say what it was like for me!" said one of the gatekeepers, do not believe the word Arsandi who again nyamar.

"Long you yes!" asked one of the front door guards a probing look.

Bugh bagh ain't prak bugh.

Danu, who was impatient, immediately launched an attack on the doorman, who was followed by Arsandi. Attacking the door guards.

Chequek.

Danu looked forward, with eyes that seemed to be out of place, looking up at the stage. His hands clenched with kencanggg.

"Bad brat Basuki! Really ask me to finish!" yankee with anger.

Dor.

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