Heir Candidate.
Section 11.

Alex listened to every graphic in front of the projector screen, a young man was explaining the structure of the work agreed upon by the client for cooperation. One of the projects that will be surveyed is the city of Sumatra.

The city will be the target of Alex, even though he took care of the project. The land that will be used as a business branch for the community to live there. Perhaps, it could also be built an inn building, or a large supermarket building.

"Here we can see the structure of this circle. This place will build a food court or stand market. It can also be an open space for other visitors. Why can I say it like this. Visitors are unlikely to come to one other place just to sit back and relax. Surely they will be bored, so .. I have the element ..."

Suddenly a person raised his hand high, the person present in the meeting room turned his head to the direction where the young man explained about his new project.

Alberto wanted to hold back but Alex instead diverted his dislike. "Yes, please Alex, is there anything you want to ask?" greet the young man to Alex.

"If you plan to build a building there, just special to place snacks as a sitting relax. It's the same as you pouncing on people raising their feet from the city," Alex said very stabbing.

"Mr ..." Alberto tries to stop Alex's actions, Alberto is afraid that his Young Master is ruining the meeting.

"No, Sir. This project will remain in demand by the community, even ..."

"In fact, you will benefit more than the people who live there," Alex continued the more sinister sentence. The managers present were silent when they heard the debate between the two.

The young man fell silent, he lost heartily to explain to Alex. A moment later Alex got up from his seat, and opted out of the meeting without continuing until it was over. Alberto instead frantically tried to persuade but the meeting room had already become a gripping aura.

"Master! Master!" Alberto goes after Alex, before which he bends down apologizing for his master's behavior.

Alex opened the black suit and pulled the strangling tie. Alberto ran small, he managed to chase Alex was standing waiting for the elevator to come pick him up.

"Master!" Alberto set his breath first, then he will continue to give a reprimand.

"Master, you shouldn't say that. What if they cancel the contract. Could be Marika's mother ..."

"That magic mother will also be unable to do anything. If accepted is the same as kicking the community there," replied Alex indifferently, then he entered the elevator that was wide open for him.

"Yes, but ...." Alberto hurriedly got into the elevator as well.

The elevator stops and opens, Alex doesn't heed Alberto's talk. He quickly walked out of the building. The car is parked in front of the building. Alberto ran over and opened the door for Alex.

Alex enters and Alberto runs the car. On the way, Alex looked around outside the street. 

"Sir, after lunch there will be another meeting with the client at ....".

"What's? It's noon?" Alex looked at the watch in his hand.

It is fitting that the stomach he has sounded from earlier, it turns out that eleven o'clock has gone to twelve o'clock. Alberto took a deep breath, he had to be patient every thing he talked about was always cut off by his master's son.

"Yes, Sir. It's near noon. Would you like ...."

"But Sir...."

"Why? I asked to go there! Is there any tax in Hong Kong other than Shanghai?" alex's Kimpal to Alberto.

Alex can at least be denied if he wants to go somewhere ya must be obeyed. Otherwise, his spicy mouth was hard to resist. Alberto won't turn his way. Because of the current position they are heading to the office. To get to where Alex wants to go. Not to mention the traffic is not to help.

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"How now? Is it better?" Ervan asked his wife. After seeing his wife crying suddenly. He decided to take Fira to one of the stalls. As a resting place.

Fira nodded her head marked that she was better. Ervan was very relieved. Their orders came. Today Fira peing eats chicken meatballs. While Ervan eats fried foods.

"Slow down at the meal, dear. I'm glad to see you're eating strong, this kid's innate must be, huh?" gerutu Ervan, still not loose holding his wife's stomach. Fira did not respond to him instead attach great importance to food before her eyes.

Daihatsu Rocky's black car, stopping one of the parking lots of a diner with a pamphlet board written Donald's.

"Master, it's here" Alberto told Alex.

Alex opened the door and got out of the car. The people who were there noticed that the latest car that had just appeared was already hanging here. Everyone watching the car is not the guy. Alex also wears sunglasses not inferior to a plain hat. Because the sun is so hot.

Before arriving here, Alex had changed clothes first, Alex was deliberately carrying a change of clothes. Afraid of kayaking yesterday, the crazy woman suddenly threw a bottle of drink still used pretend to bego again. This time he wouldn't be afraid if there were spots on his shirt.

"Welcome, sir. Would you like to eat here, what would you like to bring home?" ask Alex the seller.

But Alex even played in and continued to get a front end seat. He also pulled a chair there. Alberto sat down opposite him. But Alex put a wolf's eye on him instead. Alberto then moved to sit on his left.

"Please, Sir. What do you want to order?" The seller gave Alex a menu.

But even Alberto received, Alex instead issued his hape continues to open articles or messages from his friends.

"We order an empty meatball a serving, then a warm sweet tea drink jumbo one, another plain water, that's it" Alberto told the seller.

"Why didn't you order?" Alex asked Alberto.

Alberto smiled, then he was about to answer Alex's question. But first Alex opened his voice again. "Order there! Don't blame me if you suddenly pass out, guess I'll torture the old man."

Alberto was patient. "No, sir. My lunch hour, one o'clock, just enough water ...."

Alberto won't call the seller. "Sir, order a vermicelli meatball, yes, but do not put the same sop leaves know, the chicken is multiplied, that's it," Alberto told the seller. The seller quickly made it.

"Other times there is no need for prestige like me," Alex said as if insinuating. Alberto just smiled. Not good to hear from the others.