Women Are My Source of Money

Ch 85: Doll!

Yayan then returned to the hotel to prepare for his important agenda. Meanwhile, Princess Rachial is handed over to Eta.

“Bombs in XXX station successfully tamed. To ...“

Yayan accidentally saw the news on TV. He just muttered flatly.

'It turns out that's Eta's trick?!'

“Hmm ... Yan, what clothes will you wear?“ bawar Andrea brought some fashion samples.

“Important formal clothing and not impressed tacky. I choose clothes that have a dark color,” reply Yayan.

“Dark color? Hmm ... what is this?“

“No, we'd better put this on!“ Vina interrupted. He brought a shirt. Andrea looked at him cynically.

“Batik can show his identity as an Indonesian. It also shows that you are indigenous. Pure indonesia!“ Vina handed batik motif mega overcast with blue dongker.

“Truely too, anyway.“

“Well, right?“ Vina smiled. Andrea bit her finger, she couldn't argue. Vina's argument was correct this time.

After getting ready for almost half an hour. Yayan was ready at any time to meet the King. This will be the meeting that determines the fate of Yayan's business and Rugia's country.

“Honey, the invitation from the palace has arrived. Under many reporters who came.“ Micah came with bad news.

“Ahh, that's a hassle! Tell the hotel to take care!“

“Let's just relax, I've done it. You should be safe in the car!“ Micah spoke flatly, though Yayan felt that there was a bit of a joke there.

While on the other hand, the large entourage of Yayan's family and acquaintances went to have fun. They visited various tourist attractions. Well, it doesn't matter, the intention is indeed the holiday. Especially for Yayan, his vacation time will arrive after his affairs are completed.

As Micah said, the hotel escorted Yayan and his three wives into a limousine parked right in front of the hotel. The media were blocked by the hotel. Well, it's safe now.

“Am I going to be a target for murder?“ yayan murmured the origin, but not entirely because of the gab on the way to the palace.

'Ah, the enemy party seems to have guessed that I am a threat, ' thought Yayan accidentally saw the whereabouts of Eta on one of the roofs of the building.

Eta and her subordinates were escorting the vehicle that Yayan was riding in. They take care of the parties who feel disturbed.

“Terget murder? Sure ... but can anyone do it? Perfect workers almost all have basic Assassin abilities, right? There is just the opposite!“ vina Sahut. He sat beside Yayan, while the other two women sat next to them.

“Then, what about all of you? If you can't touch the target, why not touch people close to the target?“ Yayan stared intently at his three wives.

“We can take care of ourselves, especially the Black Robe members who are always on standby!“ Vina replied with doubt. Andrea and Micah nodded, they agreed with Vina.

Look at it, their martial abilities are far developed. Maybe facing a bunch of thugs with a knife gun isn't a problem. But, If talking about firearms even the pure bloods.

Yayan did not reply, he propped his head up and looked out the window. The limousine was apparently escorted by police cars.

In front of the palace, Yayan was already greeted by many people. They were friendly and delivered to the King's private room. Among those people, Yayan also saw representatives from the prime minister. Well, that's Rudolf ... His father may be unable to attend because he takes care of something.

The magnificent palace, the medieval vibe so felt. Decorating the decorations is very antique, Yayan thinks that his age is even older decoration.

'The security system in this palace is quite complicated! Eta should have trouble sneaking here!' Yayan noticed some CCTV installed. He knew that the camera wasn't just a watchdog, more than that.

How did Yayan know?

The system that backs it up.

“Your Majesty is inside. I excuse.“ The palace attendant who drove Yayan to the King's room just left.

Yayan now only faced with a door that had a little layer of gold.

'Can everything in this place be stolen? Crazy, anyway?! But, naturally ... King Richard IV is one of the richest people in the world.'

Yayan opened the door, which greeted him with a simple room full of bookshelves. All kinds of books are there.

Yayan then saw a man sitting behind him who was behind a desk full of paper scattered.

“Oh, You ... Mr Yayan? From Indonesia?“ King Richard IV turned his chair around and smiled at Yayan.

He is a man in his 60s, his gray hair is disguised by his silver hair. The thing that hints that he is quite old is the wrinkles on his face.

He just nodded at the King's friendly attitude. 'I didn't expect it to be this bad! I thought he could still be saved?!“

Yayan is lucky to have a mental out skill that is already in its maximum stage. He can do mind reading on everyone without exception. He could tell anyone who had bad intentions. Well, all the inhabitants of the palace, they are accomplices of others, all that remains is Princess Rachial. His decision to flee was appropriate.

His meeting with Rudolft was very appropriate, thanks to him .. he knew all the rotten plans of himself and the prime minister.

King Richard IV allowed Yayan to sit on the sofa at the edge of the room, which was an area to welcome guests.

Furthermore, Yayan strives to be casual and professional. He did not want to look depressed or think of anything.

He first shows the proposal and does a little presentation. All of that went well, the King seemed interested. Especially in the types of new technologies demonstrated.

Yayan gave assurances that it was the first in the world, only Rugia and Indonesia had it. The king finally agreed to cooperate, facilitating all operational affairs of Yaavim, such as utilizing resources and everything that accompanies. In exchange, Yayan will be an investor in several local companies in Rugia and willing to share knowledge. Win-win solutions.

Well, the deal's been made. Yayan should not hesitate to exert his influence in the country.

“Please cooperation, Yes, Mr. Yayan.“ The king spoke in English, he extended his hand to Yayan. “Please advance this country!“

“By pleasure,” reply smiling Yayan, return the handshake of the King.

In his heart, Yayan ….

'Sorry, Princess. I can't seem to solve all your problems, not your beloved father's problems. I guess he was only controlled by some kind of talent that the Sema clan possessed. But, apparently I was wrong …. King Richard IV was just a puppet filled with another consciousness.'