Ricardo stood in front of a shelf filled with various breads while observing Wyne who was working at the Mikumi cashier's desk. Mrs. Bella looked agile and had a friendly smile on her face towards the customers.
Earlier when Wyne left him, Kate's granddaughter did not catch public transportation or order an online motorcycle taxi, but walked. He secretly followed Mrs. Bella until he found out where Kate's granddaughter worked. After making sure Wyne worked there, he went home to make chicken sempol.
After that, he returned to the Mikumi mini market, but not to approach Wyne, but to sell chicken meatballs on the right side of the parking lot of the shopping place. He also gave a bribe to Sueb, a temporary parking attendant, so that he could sell safely.
Now he's at the mini market, curious about how Wyne works.
Wyne has finished scanning the barcodes of each consumer's shopping package.
"Ma'am-" said the young mother who was shopping while carrying a toddler and holding the hand of a toddler, "Did you bring your shopping bag?" then asked if the mother brought a bag to store the groceries, "If so, can I borrow it to pack all your groceries?"
Ricardo smiled, feeling amazed by Wyne's tenacity in working professionally.
"I didn't bring a shopping bag, mbak." The lady replied, "I was in a hurry from the hospital." She added a little about her carelessness.
"Okay, ma'am-" Wyne smiled, "I have a solution." Then she took a shopping bag made of cloth and paper, "You can use one of these two shopping bags to pack all the things you buy. Would you mind buying one of them?"
"Do you have a big bag, mbak?" The lady asked about the size of the bag, "I bought a lot, miss." then pointed to her belongings.
"There's ma'am." Wyne replied kindly, "The unit price is five thousand Rupiah."
"It's okay, mbak," the lady agreed, "Please help me pack it, mbak."
"Okay, Ma'am." Wyne smiled, put the two bags in her hands on the back shelf of the cupboard, took two large shopping bags, then packed all of her things neatly, then completed the transaction at the cash register, then asked again, "Do you want to pay in cash, or with a bank debit card, or a Mikumi member card?"
"Just cash, mbak," the lady immediately opened her wallet, "How much is it in total, mbak?"
"Okay, Ma'am," Wyne replied, "That's a total of two hundred and fifty thousand, Ma'am."
The lady gave three hundred thousand pieces to Wyne.
"Okay, ma'am." Wyne accepted the money, "Your money is worth three hundred thousand, yes." She said the amount of money he received, then put it into the cash register box, took a fifty thousand note, finally tore the shopping receipt from the machine holder, and then gave the two items to the lady. "Thank you, ma'am, for shopping at Mikumi." She thanked her.
"You're welcome, mbak."
"Bye-bye, big sister-!" suddenly the voice of the mother's eldest child was heard, "Thank you, beautiful sister." Waving to Wyne.
The child had been observing Wyne. This child was a boy.
Ricardo smiled in amusement when he heard the boy praise Wyne. He knew that the boy had a beautiful cashier.
"You're welcome, honey," Wyne replied, "Always stay healthy, honey."
Then the lady and the two children left carrying bags of groceries. At that time, Wyne's eyes saw Ricardo. The CEO smiled and waved slightly at him.
"Duda-?!" She was a little surprised, then became annoyed, "He must have been stalking me earlier." realized that she was being stalked by Gordon's grandson.
But the CEO did not approach, slowly leaving. He just sighed and continued to serve the next customer who wanted to pay for their shopping.
Meanwhile, Ricardo took a shopping basket, then immediately filled it with some snacks, mineral water and cooking oil. At that time he saw one of Wilson Group's products, namely Wilson brand cooking oil. He smiled because he recognized the cooking oil.
At home Gordon cooks with the oil, because his grandfather considered the oil clear, cholesterol-free and hygienic. Then the oil is sold to all circles. There is even the oil in traditional market stalls. Then the price of the oil is more economical than the others.
Ricardo used the oil to fry his chicken sempol. He immediately took all the oil stock, put it in the basket in his hand. Then approached Ina, the saleswoman who was tidying up the sauce bottles.
"Sorry, Mbak-" he was politely reprimanded Ina.
Ina stopped working, and looked at Ricardo, "Yes, Mas?"
"I want to buy all of this cooking oil stock." Ricardo showed a package of Wilson cooking oil.
Ina was stunned, observed by the CEO, Although handsome, but the appearance of this man was like a street vendor. Moreover, around the neck of Gordon's grandson was a small towel.
"How about buying in bulk, Mas?"
"I bought all this cooking oil stock."
"Wait, Mas-" Ina put the conversation on hold, "Mas, come with me to meet Mr. Aziz, the manager on duty. So you can tell him yourself what you want." The CEO asked her to come with him.
Gordon's grandson nodded his head and then followed Ina to the cashier's desk, approaching Aziz, the manager on duty who was working on a report on the computer.
"Sir-" Ina reprimanded Aziz, "Excuse me, sir," she pointed at Ricardo who was carrying a basket full of groceries, "This man wants to buy up all the Wilson brand cooking oil that Mikumi has." The manager explained the purpose of reprimanding her.
Aziz stood up, smiling at Ricardo.
"Mas-" he was politely reprimanded, "Do you want to buy up all the cooking oil stock?"
"That's right-" Ricardo nodded his head, "I sell chicken sempol, I usually fry sempol with Wilson cooking oil."
Wyne next to Aziz heard the conversation, stunned. She knew the cooking oil that Ricardo mentioned. Why did she only find out today that Mikumi sells Wilson Group products?
"Okay, Mas." Aziz understood, "This cooking oil happens to be on sale, Mas." He remembered that the oil was on sale, "Buy two packs of size 900, you can get 1 kilo of all-purpose flour of the Boga WG brand for a cheap price. You can use the flour to mix chicken sempol and the dough will be denser and chewier."
Wyne's eyes widened slightly when Aziz explained about the flour produced by Wilson Group. Why didn't she, the CEO of the company, know that cooking oil and flour were being promoted? One of his hands slightly smacked his forehead, cursing herself, because she was hurt at Arifin, the company's goods were being promoted until she didn't know.
"That's great!" Ricardo was happy, because at Gordon's house, the flour was also used for cooking.
Grandpa did not just give a good assessment of the two types of goods, but his heartfelt desire was to advance the production of the Wilson family company and this was done without the Wilson family's knowledge.
Likewise, Kate also uses goods produced by the Elmer Group such as poles for Wilson Group's oil mining ring. The lady does not ask for a discount, everything is according to the price set by Gordon.
"Okay, Mas-" Aziz looked happy, it was rare for street vendors to buy cooking oil in bulk from mini markets, "Please wait a moment, Sir, let me and the staff prepare the goods. Later, Mas, please check the goods before calculating the total price with Wina."
Ricardo nodded his head, let Aziz take Ina to the mini market's goods warehouse which was on the second floor. He put the basket on the cashier's desk, then looked at Wyne.
It so happened that the paying customers were no longer there, so the CEO could freely look at Mrs. Bella who was beautiful in body and soul.
Wyne didn't care, just counting the amount of money in each column of the cash register box.
"Mbak-" Ricardo started to reprimand Wyne, "Mbak Cashier." He made it clear who he was calling because Wyne remained indifferent. "Can you count the price of the items in the basket in front of you?" Kate's granddaughter was provoked to look at him.
Wyne gasped, forced to end his work, closed the cash register drawer, and looked at Ricardo.
The CEO smiled in amusement, successfully making the beautiful woman look at him, pointing to the basket containing her shopping items.
Wyne sighed, starting to count the prices of the items on the barcode one by one to the cash register. Ricardo looked back at Wyne, his eyes were comfortable looking at the beautiful face of Kate's granddaughter.
Wyne became uncomfortable, stopped scanning the barcode, reached into one of his trouser pockets, pulled out a black face mask, and put it on his face.
Tuing, Ricardo was surprised, why Wyne covered half of her face, then sighed, feeling that the princess was uncomfortable being stared at. But he did not give up, he returned to observing Wyne, even though it was only limited to the eyes and forehead.
Seeing this, Wyne became irritated, stopped working again, took her bag from the closet shelf behind, and then took out a scarf and sunglasses. Not long after, she covered her forehead and the top of her head with the scarf. After that, she put on sunglasses.
Tuing, Ricardo was surprised, he didn't expect Wyne to close his forehead and eyes. He became annoyed, why couldn't he see Wyne's beauty?
"What's your name, mbak?" he tried to talk to Mrs. Bella, "Can I get to know you, Mbak?"
Wyne bit her lip, feeling Ricardo using his playboy-style seduction moves.
"Mbak Cashier." Ricardo did not give up, "I, Duda, Kang Sempol Ayam." He introduced his name.
Wyne's eyes looked annoyed. She already knew Ricardo's identity.
"What's your name, mbak?" the CEO asked Wyne's name again.
The princess shrugged her shoulders slightly, then one hand reached for the name tag on the right pocket of her uniform, pushing it in front of the CEO's face.
Ricardo was surprised, "This is a name tag, right mbak?" He didn't understand why he was being shown the name tag.
Wyne shrugged again, took a pen and paper, wrote something on it, and then gave it to Ricardo.
The CEO took the paper, and read it in a slightly audible voice.
"My name is on the name tag!"
Then the prince put his face forward to the name tag on the front pocket of Wyne's uniform.
But somehow his eyes saw Wyne's round melons slightly sticking out of the uniform. He suppressed his saliva, just realizing that the princess had good melons.
Wyne saw Ricardo's focus, became annoyed, and patted the prince's forehead.
"Ouch!" the young master screamed, then his beautiful eyes glared at Wyne. "Why did you slap me?"
"You idiot!"
"How's it going?"
"Your eyes are looking at-" Wyne pointed at her melon, "Not here!" then turned to the name tag.
"Who told you to put the name tag there!" Ricardo snapped while pointing at the name tag that was located in the front pocket where the melon was.
Wyne shrugged, very annoyed with Ricardo's answer, was about to respond, but Aziz came with Ina and a male staff carrying many boxes of cooking oil and flour. She was forced to divert his attention to the front of the cash register computer. While Ricardo was forced to look at the items he ordered.
"Please, Mas." Aziz reprimanded Ricardo after all the items were placed on the floor, "Mas, check the items first, then count the same amount later.." his words stopped because both eyes saw Wyne looking strange, "Wina?!" Until he didn't recognize Mrs. Bella, he approached her, "You're Wina, right?" Then asked when Kate's granddaughter looked at her.
"Yes, Mr. Aziz," Wyne replied, a wry smile on his face.
"Why are you wearing a face mask, scarf, and sunglasses?"
Ricardo smiled amusedly because Wyne was shocked when Aziz asked him that question. Wyne caught a glimpse of the CEO's amused smile, pursing his lips behind his face mask, feeling annoyed. Because the prince was staring at her, she was forced to dress up strangely.