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Vian looked handsome in a dark blue shirt suit, clinging to his strapping body, slightly ruffled hair due to frequent touches, as well as a Rolex watch perfectly tying his sturdy hands. Very authoritatively leading the way of the meeting in the morning today.

"Thank you everyone. Today's meeting we end," Vian told all his subordinates.

One by one the people who attended the meeting exited the meeting hall to resume their duties. Vian is still sitting on his throne and Jojo is sitting to his left, he's the guy focusing on the LED screen that appears on the table, one of the most sophisticated things Vian created while he was still studying for his bachelor's degree.

"Jo, have you checked the arrival of the President of Peru? Has he arrived in Indonesia?" asked Vian without turning to his Assistant. The man focused on a row of numbers in this morning's forex trading report.

"Already, sir. He arrived in Jakarta at 07.00 this morning. Now he is resting in the hotel that has been prepared by the President's envoy. The secretary called me to discuss your meeting with him," explained Jo.

"Then how?" asked Vian, clicking the up arrow button, deciding to buy some stock from Samsung Corp. When can I meet him? he then turned towards Jo.

"He said after his state affairs are over, sir. I have scheduled a meeting at dinner later, at 20.00 WIB at the hotel restaurant where he stayed."

"Hotel Virend Group?"

"Yes, sir."

"Yes, then now prepare my next schedule. We have a meeting with the KLOOK Division, right?" orders Vian and then departs his national seat.

"Um, Mr. Vian!" called Jo stopping Vian's move that had reached the meeting hall exit.

"What's wrong?" asked Vian turning to his Assistant.

"Actually..."

"What?"

"Actually... At dinner, you have to come together with Miss Virendra," jo said finally. His remarks just snapped making Vian's eagle eyes bulge sharply.

"You mean Briena?"

"Yes, sir."

"You can give me a reason why I should take the woman," Vian said, staring intently at his assistant, not understanding the sentence uttered by Jo.

"Mr. President asked for it directly, Mr. Vian. He already knew about your wedding plans with Mrs. Virendra. He wants to congratulate you both."

"Wait! How does he know about my wedding plans?" asked a astonished Vian.

Jojo briefly struggles with the tablet in his hand before handing over the square to Vian. The man quickly grabs the tablet, his eyes moving to the right and left reading an article on Jojo's tablet screen.

Headline News!

Two heir to a giant kingdom in Indonesia decided to have a serious relationship called marriage. Vian and Briena are rumored to be engaged next May and married six months later. This plan will certainly make the people of Adam and Eve out there heartbroken because blah... Blah... Blah...

Vian returns the tablet to JoJo, not wanting to read it further, his head suddenly throbbing in pain. "Who? My mama or my future in-laws?" he asked later in a low voice.

"I think... both," replied Jo smiling thinly.

"Oh, my God!" murmured Vian quietly. The man sighed tired. "Do you think I should take the woman?" he said then asked what even he himself knew what the answer was. Of course he should bring his 'future wife' to dinner this time, because the first thing to do before making a deal is to take the heart out of our partner.

The man then proceeded with his authority, enjoying his hubris for a moment because soon he had to ask or even beg the haughty woman to accompany him to dinner with the Peruvian leader. The man's steps lead him to his private room, then walk towards the sturdy window behind his work chair. Looking at the artificial lake down there briefly then sighs for a moment, mentally preparing him before grabbing a mobile phone in his pocket to connect him with Briena.

Oh, since when was Vian screwed up by something. Isn't he always calm in the face of any problems. If it wasn't for this big project, she certainly wouldn't have asked the cavalier woman for help.

"Hello," greeted the voice across.

"Where are you?" asked Vian without further ado, without even replying to Briena's greeting.

"Bali. I'm busy now―"

"I know. If you weren't busy, you'd have nagged me when you saw my ID on your phone screen. But you even said 'Hello' with an intonation that wasn't cold, so it's certain that you're too busy even to just look at the caller's ID," Vian said, making the woman at the end of the phone roll her eyeballs.

"You insinuate yourself that you never say the word 'Hello', Mr. Adhyasta. I always say that word to anyone."

I've always said it, too, Vian protests.

"Oh, yes, then you'll go where you say Hello to me.

I was in a hurry, so forgot about it.

"Cih, just tell me that you don't understand the ethics of calling.

"Never give it up! Why are we fighting because of that word?" an exasperated Vian to cover up his defeat argued.

"You started it.

"Then why did you respond?"

"That's because... haish, stop this ridiculous debate." This time it was Briena's turn to lose the argument.

Vian smiled triumphantly as their scores were the same.

"Now let's just tell you what's the reason you called me. I don't have much time," Briena replied later.

"I've scheduled dinner with the President of Peru today. Tonight at 8:00 p.m. at your hotel. That means you have to be in Jakarta before 8 pm," said Vian making Briena gape in shock.

What did that arrogant guy just say?

dinner?

With the President of Peru?

tonight?

"You've gone crazy? Ask Briena flat.