"Hendra... stop pacing like that."
(You make me worried)
The Wenceslas's heir had been thinking non-stop since the arrival of his grandfather's people.
He hadn't checked any files for which he was assigned.
"Do you know about the D floor?" Hendra asked.
"Nope." The secretary innocently replied. (Isn't that just a rumour?)
"If I need bodyguards who will we use??" Hendra asked Surya again.
"The service provider agent," Surya replied.
'Ah there is no guarantee for my safety' Hendra muttered.
The man was calculating his luck that seemed far from hope.
"According to your analysis, what percentage can we fight Wiryo?!" Hendra was still chasing conclusions in his brain.
"As a grandson, I think 50% is good enough. As a CEO, it seems less than 20%." His assistant replied.
'Ah Surya's prediction is too good. He didn't even know the 4 special units that my grandpa built.'
The man sat at his desk, completing the conclusions raging from within the brain.
