Wulan In Night Wound

Wulan In Night Wound
Chapter 72 The Wulan Plan



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What the hell is this? Thought grim.


"Where are these fathers from, huh?" ask Mas Adit.


"I am from the Investment and Licensing Service, and Mr. is from the Environment Agency" replied Mr. Subandi.


"What are you going to need, sir?" many tired.


"We signal the existence of licenses that have not been fulfilled in the construction of this project. Please Mother fulfill her obligations first before continuing" said Mr. Subandi firmly.


"I think all the permits have been cleared by our legal team long before we worked on this project!" kataku riled.


"We will not come here if everything is in order" said Mr. who was introduced from the Environment Agency.


I scratched my forehead which felt dizzy from frustration.


I breathe heavily.


"Good, Sir. Licensing issues let me first discuss with my company's legal team"


"Any more, sir?" I said impatiently.


"There should be no development activities during the licensing process has not been resolved" replied Mr. Subandi.


"Please calm down, sir. Look, he put it on leha-leha. Yesterday was just demoed. We can't continue the project. The reason is as rich as these fathers, imbue" ketusku. Lost in courtesy. I can already guess the mastermind behind the arrival of this three fathers here.


"Ehem!" Adit dehem warned. The feeling of dizziness and resentment makes me need an impingement.


"Okay, I think it's obvious, sir. Licensing business with legal team PT. Globalindo Textile. At the moment the project is indeed a temporary stop until everything is clear" Mas Adit took over, while I started tapping my fingers on the table a sign that I was starting to feel impatient.


Finally the three men left. I started pacing. Thinking this and that, looking for a way out for this thorny problem.


While Mas Adit went to the field. He said he wanted to discuss something with Mr. Adi and the workers.


Really, I really don't want to contact Mr. Reza, the President. I want to solve all the problems that are happening here because I have been trusted and mandated to organize the project here. But the exit I'm thinking about right now needs his approval.


I'll dial Mr. Reza's phone number immediately. On the fourth ring, my call was finally received by Mr. Reza.


"Good day, Mr. Reza. Sorry to interrupt your time"


"Yes, Lan, what's wrong? I hope to be quick, in 30 minutes I will meet" Mr. Reza's voice sounded impatient. It seems he is busy.


"Once again I apologize for interrupting. Here there is a problem" I finally explained the problem sitting here as short and clear as possible. Not to forget I also exposed the exit that currently filled my head.


"I need consideration and approval from Mr. Reza for the solution" I concluded.


"good. I like your idea. Solutions, educative and provide great benefits for the people around there. You just calculate what the profit-loss margin is if we take that path. For licensing issues leave it to the legal team. Call Ronald. Legal team under the coordination of HRD manager" while listening to my explanation Mr. Reza did not interrupt at all.


"Good, Sir. Thank you for the time" I replied in response to a directive from Mr. Reza.


"OKAY. Is there anything to say?" ask Mr. Reza.


"Not yet, sir"


"I'm waiting for your report. I hope this problem will not last more than two weeks. We can retreat far if it's more than that. Investors will not like it" said Mr. Reza.


"Good, Sir. I will do my best" I replied. He did not want to disappoint his trust.


After Mr. Reza ended the connection, I immediately dialed Mas Ronald's phone number.


"Yes, pretty, what's up? Kangen?" seloroh Mas Ronald from across the call.


"That's a big deal, Mas. Kangen wanted to nampol" just as I said "kangen" Mas Adit entered the room. I'm sure he heard it, because I felt the sharp look in his eyes. I don't know why I feel so bad. Like a woman caught cheating on her by her partner.


"Hahaha, rich people who have been bullied. How can I miss if I never do it. Another possible kangen?" said Mas Ronald with a seductive tone.


"Issshh, inget Mas's wife's son" my hiss was upset. Ronald was married four years ago and has a daughter who is now 3 years old.


"The wife is at home" he said, then chuckled.


I sniffed in annoyance. Basic man!


"Just kidding's. My wife is not a jealous woman. He knows you well, doesn't he?" Yes, Ronald's wife is a Diva. Remember who Diva was? My best friend in college. I was the witness to both of them. The soul mate is the divine secret.


"How are you, and what's wrong?" ask Ronald


"Good news, Mom. Diva and pretty Renila how are you?" my answer.


"Diva and Renila are healthy. Diva is overwhelmed with Renila who is actively moving to and fro, while morning sickness hurts her all day" said Mas Ronald.


"Huh?! Diva's pregnant? Congratulations, Mas. Renila wants to have a sister" I said, along with feeling that happiness.


"When does the sky have a sister?"


"The detail is not visible yet, Mas" selorohku.


"Oh, so forgetting the same is a core problem. Fun conversation anyway! There's a problem here again, Mom. I need Ronald's help" I said. I went back to explaining the problem here.


I asked Mas Ronald to draft a legally enforceable deal for the solution I laid out. Of course, with the help of the legal team of PT. Globalindo Textile.


"okay, Lan. That's easy trouble. The day after I sent Bu Anjani and Mr. Haidar there. Or you can go directly to the office. Small business if it's just a licensing issue. All this time we always uphold fair play. There will be no gap for licensing" explained Mas Ronald.


"Once my report is approved by Mr. Reza, a deal will be agreed to by both sides. My offer is very tempting. They can't resist" I said steadily.


"former?" ask Mas Adit when I've ended the call with Mas Ronald.


I just put my shoulder to answer his question.


"Looks like I'm gonna be overtime, Mom"


"I'm with you" said Mas Adit briefly.


"No need to bother" I refused. Imagining the two with him here makes me feel uncomfortable.


"Forgot that I'm also overtime?" Adit. Actually Adit does not want Wulan to be bullied again by a man named Deni. Adit still can't feel what's past between Wulan and the man. But it was clear that Wulan hated and was afraid of the man.


"Whatever" I said flat.


Then I started to struggle with numbers and forecast.


Tok. Adit knocked my work.


I did not look at him, still busy with various calculations.


"Lunch first!" mas Adit's Order.


"Hhmmm" I only responded with a mutter.


"I'm bribe, will you?" mencam Mas Adit's.


I immediately snorted at him.


I finally gave up. Eat quickly and then dwell again with the numbers.


I am a person of detail. I always count everything down to the smallest thing. As of now, I calculate the company's losses if we run this plan for one semester and when will experience BEP (Break Event Point) aka return on capital.


I've already contacted Bune that I'm going overtime tonight. Bune took the initiative to bring two servings of dinner for me and Mas Adit with ojol services.


"Dine first, Mas" asked Mas Adit when an ojol brought Bune's stuff.


"Wahh, rib-fighting" said Mas Adit enthusiastically.


We ate while discussing Mas Adit's plan to catch up on factory construction because of the problems that are currently happening. I estimate my calculations will be completed in five days. Estimating the various factors in detail is not an easy matter.


After dinner, we returned to work. There was no time to show at 22:35. I feel so tired.


To take off the fatigue I lay my head on the table and scroll through my phone screen to drive away the boredom.


Adit was astonished. No sound typing laptop from Wulan's desk. Adit glanced at Wulan. Apparently the girl was asleep.


Adit grabbed his jacket draped in his chair.


He approached Wulan and enveloped Wulan with his jacket. The hair covering the girl's face.


Adit. A speck of tears appeared in the corner of Wulan's eyes. Even the forehead and arms that are not covered by the blouse appear drenched in sweat. This office space is air-conditioned.


Adit. Is it your nightmare? If I could be present in your dreams, I would expel anything or anyone that disturbs dreams in your sleep, Lan.