Zena: The Last Fight
Attending Meetings

"Wait!"

Zena's voice stopped those who were just about to step up. The three men turned their heads and were immediately stunned to see the unusual appearance of the girl.

"M-master?" muttered the two people other than Chendrik. Both of them turned tense and nervous, as if in disbelief at what lay ahead, they blinked their eyes repeatedly.

Zena stepped fully authoritatively, the headquarters supreme leader's uniform clinging fittingly to her body. Chendrik was stunned, he was like seeing master Yuki the white eagle return.

"What's wrong? Why are you guys so confused? Shouldn't we be leaving soon?" said Zena jerking the three men who were most concerned to see her.

Both of them turned around wrongly. Chendrik rubbed his nape all wrong, smiling clumsily as he looked at Zena who was frowning in wonder.

"Come on!" They walked simultaneously out of the mansion. The two soldiers were even nudging each other while whispering. The strapping man beside Zena was endlessly stealing glances at him.

He gulped a nervous saliva as well as astonished at the charm of the supreme leader of the headquarters.

"Chendri! Where are you guys going in that raucous uniform?" Chendrik's mother knitted her eyebrows when she found the four of them in the middle room of the mansion.

"There's a meeting we have to attend, ma'am." Chendrik stared at the middle-aged women who looked at them fixedly. There was something radiating in his eyes and Chendrik knew it, but he pretended.

"Then, why is that girl coming with you?" His finger pointed at Zena straight. The girl glared without any intention of glancing at him at all. Staring straight ahead indifferently at his loud voice that made the ears ring.

Not yet answered, Zena has preceded, "We have no time, Chendrik." Zena glanced sharply at Chendrik's mother making the woman shudder in horror.

He immediately took a step followed by Chendrik who did not answer his mother's question. Also two other people who just silenced without a word.

"That brash shameless girl! The more brave the day after all, why did Chendrik just whine to him?!" his grunts while looking nyalang at Chendrik and the others.

They enter the headmaster's car with Zena sitting in front of the wheel. No one can drive that car but the owner.

Cars drove across tall buildings. The hustle and bustle of city life was not separated from the view of Zena. Downstream vehicles on the road add a solid impression on the city.

What's the parliament building like? Zena never knew about it.

Chendrik's car stopped in front of a skyscraper, looking majestic and dashing. Zena went down to follow Chendrik who had gone down first followed by two other people who came with them.

"Are they inside?" zena asked glanced at Chendrik who was walking beside her.

"Yes, they're all inside. You should be able to hold yourself in front of them, Zena." Chendrik warned the girl. He was worried that Zena was rampaging in the middle of the meeting.

"depends." The two soldiers behind them instantly turned tense. Zena wears a face mask hiding the extraordinary beauty God has sculpted for her.

Chendrik smiled faintly in a grateful heart Zena was wearing that face cover. They walked into the lobby to meet a female receptionist with her sexy appearance.

Chendrik showed his identity as the leader of the headquarters, the woman immediately led them to the meeting room. He opened the door for the four spy headquarters envoys before leaving and returning to work.

"Good morning! Sorry, we're late." Everyone is looking. Chendrik walked side by side with Zena.

"Zena!" Adhikari whispered softly. The boy was exactly his mother once who also always hid his face when coming to an event.

"Mr Chendrik, I thought you weren't coming" greeted one of the Ministers as he showed the chair for the leader to sit on.

However, Chendrik pulled the chair to Zena, while he sat next to her. It made everyone look at each other confused. Shouldn't Chendrik occupy the seat?

Zena looked at everyone. The face covered with the veil and only showing his eyes only made him a mysterious figure that was respected. His dark, sharply glowing beads rained down on their irises one by one.

Deg-deg-deg!

Their hearts raced hearing Zena's cold voice glide perfectly. Put pressure on everyone. The cold of the super modern AC no longer feels soothing, they are attacked by heat instantly. Sweat begins to seep from the pores of the skin, falling creeping over the back.

"Sorry, we've never seen you before. Mention your name and what is your title?" pinta moderator to Zena.

All the members of the meeting, consisting of ministers, police chiefs, army chiefs, as well as big businessmen, silenced their own mouths.

"Why should I mention my name?" Zena is not liking.

The man who asked was gulping nervously, but he needed to know what position the girl was in so the headmaster handed her a seat.

"We need to know, for the meeting to go smoothly," he said nervously.

Zena snorted, unreasonable reason, but fine ....

"Bazleen, my name is Bazleen. What department? You just ask the Master beside me." Zena glanced at the tensed Chendrik beside her.

Somehow, when Bazleen's name was mentioned by Zena, it made their blood rustle. It was as if Zena was the legend that was destined to come back to life.

"No need! Just continue the meeting, my time is precious" Zena said as Chendrik opened his mouth to explain who he was.

Adhikari did not blink looking at the little girl not far from him. His eyes glazed over, hoping that the farewell never happened. But in reality, history cannot repeat itself.

The moderator sat back down after allowing a minister to read out any problems that occurred. He listened well, installing his sharp senses.

While Chendrik was beside him, unceasingly glanced at him. Admired and disinclined to mix into one.

"As we know, the supply of fish in the market has become increasingly scarce due to fishermen who do not sell out the fish they catch. We have two solutions for that. First, press the fishermen to trade their sea catch. Second, or we just stop consuming fish and let them act as they please" said one of the ministers with confidence.

Whispers began to be heard, especially from the representatives of the people who were deliberately invited.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Minister, but fish is needed by the community. In addition to the affordable price, fish also have what our bodies need. Give us the best solution if to stop consuming fish, we can not, Mr. Minister," refused one of the representatives of the people firmly.

Zena glanced, smiling from behind the veil observing the course of the meeting.

"If so, we will pressure the fishermen to want to market their seafood" he said confidently.

Rumors again rang out, further adding to the boisterous with all the comments coming from behind his body.

"Is that really the best solution?" zena's chirps that instantly made the meeting room quiet. He was still sitting quietly in his chair.

The minister glanced dislikely, according to him that was the best way. Forcing fishermen to cooperate with the government as usual.

"Then, especially? If you have the best solution, just say it! Do you understand something like this?" his lips don't wear hearts.

Zena prevented the two people from reacting quickly to the remarks made by the minister. He remained calm, completely unemotional.

"Next ...."

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