Chapter 95: 095 ( Take The Card )

Until the next day.

Harry would not be his name. If he wasn't immediately busy with his work again when he had finished doing all his morning routine in the room.

Shower in and have breakfast in no time. As well as preparing all the necessities for the presentation.

Harry had given some advice to Cleo before he left. Cleo listened to that carefully.

"I've entered this country's local number on your new cell phone. Contact me if you need anything by pressing speed dial button 1 to dial my local number which is here. And, have you brought your credit card?" asked Harry asking about the credit card he gave to Cleo through Dirga.

Cleo spontaneously shook her head.

"How could I dare to take the credit card everywhere. Didn't I learn enough lessons after that incident with your grandma?"

She tried to reminding. Harry was speechless in return.

Took out his wallet and took out something.

"Then, use this!" exclaimed Harry, handing over another credit card for Cleo to use.

Cleo spontaneously rejected it.

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"I can't take it. What if that card suddenly lost somewhere and I was forced to replace it? You better just keep the card in your wallet! And don't offer me something that I will regret later," exclaimed Cleo sharply refusing Harry's offer. And made him look at her with a strange look.

Had a woman ever refused his gift? Harry responded lazily to Cleo's words and kept insisting.

"Save this just in case. If you need something or want to buy something, use it however you like. I will not ask for compensation. And you don't have to worry. I will make sure, I will not take my words," exclaimed Harry. Trying to explain and said again with more certainty when Cleo was still staring at him uncertainly nor reluctantly.

"Keep in mind! You're in someone's country and you don't have a penny of their currency in your wallet! So immediately save this card for your needs. And use some of these dollars if you need small money," said Harry. Putting the credit card and Singapore dollar bill in Cleo's hand.

Harry returned to leave his advice.

"Lastly, I will let you have a tour around the hotel. But nothing more. So if you're satisfied take a walk outside. Come back soon and don't make a fuss. Can you remember that?" exclaimed Harry with constant reminders.

Made Cleo feel like a child who was being advised with full determination from her strict parents.

Cleo spontaneously nodded in agreement. Storing the cards and money that Harry gave in her wallet. Then wait for the man to finish lecturing her.

Harry gave her a weighing look then said again.

"Then, I'll be going. Again, use that card for anything if you want something because it doesn't have a limit either. Remember to call me too if you need anything," cried Harry anxiously reminded me. Because he was afraid that Cleo would cause trouble in a foreign country without heavy guard because he could not use their country's language or international language just for conversation.

Harry hesitated at first when Cleo asked permission to take a short tour around the hotel. But because there was no good reason to prevent it, Harry could not refuse it.

Okay! Ignore that! Because Cleo was not a child that he needed to worry about. The woman had now turned 25 years old. And that was a very mature age for a woman to think properly about whatever she had to do.

Harry arrived at the hotel lobby and waited for a male assistant ordered by Dirga to accompany him to negotiate with his client in Singapore. They then drove away by driving a luxury car that had been prepared by the assistant. And went to the Ausgin Technology company to meet with Petter Zhang the CEO to negotiate.

Until ten o'clock according to the agreed time. Harry finally managed to focus completely on the meeting without any significant obstacles and problems.

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But there was only one problem. Cleo, who had been left by Harry to do all his business in the country of the lion statue, was getting ready to go downstairs to start her relaxing routine that morning.

Enjoying the morning sun before noon. And wander around the hotel. But only about a few hours she was walking around and enjoying her free time, Cleo had already called Harry for something important enough for her. But not for Harry.

Harry, who happened to be taking a break at that time, answered the phone call.

"Why? Is there any problem?" he asked quickly when he picked up the call on the second ring.

Cleo immediately revealed the reason she called.

"I just wanted to ask, do you know where Melion Park is? Looks like it's quite a famous area here. And according to the map that I saw on the internet, it is not too far from our hotel. But I'm not very good at reading maps. Is it true that it is close to the hotel we are staying at?" Cleo asked quietly so that Harry would not be annoyed because she asked that.

"Melion Park is right behind the hotel. If you really want to go there, just a short walk is enough. But, you'd better wait for me if you want to go there. We will make the route in the next few days after my business affairs have been completed," Harry explained.

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Cleo finally nodded and ended the call.

"Thank you," Cleo exclaimed, hanging up the phone.

And called Harry back after a while she had ended the call. Harry answered the call patiently.

"Sorry, one more time. I wondered how I could order a drink from a vendor at the front stall. Is there a special language that is easy for me to pronounce?" Cleo asked, eager to get rid of her thirst, who forgot to bring a water bottle for her trip. But tired of going back to the hotel when she was not satisfied to go around.

"'I want it. And how much'. Just say it while pointing at the item you want," exclaimed Harry with ease. Cleo immediately repeated it.

"I .. want it .. And how much?" She said with a hint of hesitation and Harry immediately confirmed it.

"Yes, like that." He replied for sure.

"Or, you can say... 'Lao pan, wo yao mai zhe ge. Duo shao qian?'" Harry teased.

Cleo is dumbfounded.

"What?"

Not as easy as the first sentence. Cleo has no idea what Harry is talking about.

Harry's wicked smile suddenly grew.

"Forget it. Use the first choice. It's simpler."

Cleo also asked for some additional languages that she could use to simply choose colors and make bargains. Harry actually teased her.

"Is there anything you need to bid on if I give enough pocket money,"

Cleo then revised it and looked for the right sentence.

"Then I just need to ask the price and options. Thank you,"

Then ended the phone call.

And returned to call for the third call not long after Cleo realized something.

"Sorry, I just realized. Am I interrupting your meeting with the client?" asked Cleo anxiously.

Harry said in a low voice, "It doesn't matter. I've told you to call me anytime if you need anything. So now, what do you need again?"

"No. It's just that, I accidentally remembered what you said saying that you would take me to Melion Park. Is it true?" Cleo asked calmly in his sitting position in the garden not far from the hotel. And Harry immediately asked where he was.

"Where are you now?" asked Harry asking Cleo's position.

"It's in the park. Why?" asked Cleo back to find out why Harry asked.

"After this what are you going to do?" asked Harry again. Ignored Cleo's question for a while.

"I don't know, maybe I'll come back to the hotel again to rest and have lunch. Because the sun is already very hot and disturbing my view. I seem to have to come back soon," said Cleo, and Harry immediately agreed.

"Okay then, go back to your room immediately and I'll have the hotel maid deliver food."

Harry glanced at the clock in his hand.

"Oke. Thank you," Cleo, who realized that it was nearing noon and she certainly needed to fill her stomach. Ended the call and returned to the hotel.

Passing the entrance and going upstairs via the available elevator, Cleo then walked to her hotel room and entered her room key.

Cleo opened the room and started looking for something that could prop up her stomach which was already feeling hungry. However, in less than five minutes she rummaged through her belongings, which might have left her something to eat. A bell suddenly rang.

Cleo opened it and found a hotel maid delivering lunch for one person. Thanked the waiter and gave a tip with doubt on what amount was appropriate.

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