Brothel Manager : Unexpected Encounter with A Hidden Family Heirloom

143  Chapter 143 : Preparations

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By the time Das reached the happy house, he saw several people working on the decorations and security checks. Das also saw several people waiting a long distance away from the happy house.

As expected, people started gathering because of the advertising on Porntub's official site. The police were really working hard to control trespassers, and the private security personnel were watching from the top.

Das saw two big cutouts at the entrance on both sides. Yesterday night, he instructed John to make these cutouts. After checking out the pictures of Mila Khalifa and Mooney Leon on the cutouts, Das entered inside.

While walking inside, Das saw several girls in neat office uniforms.

"John, who are all these girls?" Das asked without turning his gaze from the girl group.

"Haha… Das, these were the girls arranged for taking care of the official works like collecting the deposits, handling guests and arrangements, etc.," John explained with a loud laugh.

"John, you really did a good thing." Das patted John's shoulder appreciatively.

"Don't praise me. These girls were sent by Ira, the tailor girl." John replied calmly.

"Oh, that's interesting. Why is she helping us?" Das asked with a straight face.

"I don't know. Not only did she send these girls for handling work, she also arranged for a beautiful anchor to take care of the bidding process and ramp walk commentary." John explained in an excited tone.

"That's really good news. Now we don't need to worry about the management process." Das replied with a big sigh.

After chatting for a bit, Das and John took the elevator and reached the eighteenth floor. Martin is happily talking to a customer on the land line while a lady is helping him mix alcohol for him.

While continuing his call, Martin gestured Das to sit before him.

"Das, you won't believe what I've been dealing with since last night. Everyone is calling me for tickets for the anniversary party. They even offered more than two crore." Martin said excitedly after disconnecting the call.

"Haha… Martin, it's just the beginning. Wait for tomorrow evening; the roads will be jammed with crowds." Das said with a playful smile.

"By the way, Das, the construction work is completed and the painting is almost over in the auctioning room. The big room can host a total of 500 members." John reported in an excited tone.

"That's good then. John, divided the auction room into three zones with the help of barricades. Install chairs in the outer two zones, like in a movie theatre." Das instructed, after thinking for a moment.

"What about the inner circle? It is the closest place to the runway platform." John asked in a questioning manner.

"Leave that zone empty, as it is the closest place to the models, we can sell those spots for a higher price. That too, they will have a better look from below the raised platform." Das replied with sly laughter, and Martin followed Das with a loud cheering sound.

For half an hour, they continued to discuss the arrangements and process of conducting the auction and the handling of the customers.

"Martin, the Porntub models will reach Mumbai airport by seven o'clock in the evening. Please make arrangements for their safe transfer and stay." Das said to Martin while putting down the wine glass on the table.

"Das, don't worry about it. The police and airport security will personally escort them to our hotel, and the entire seventeenth floor is prepared like a brand new one for their stay. Everything they need will be delivered directly to their room." Martin said confidently with a big laugh.

"Das, It's better if you go to the airport to receive them. "John suggested it from the side. After thinking for a long time, Das nodded his head.

"Das, I forgot to mention this. I received news that the Mittal family is inviting a film heroine to the opening of their happy house." Martin spoke in a serious tone.

"Martin, at present, we don't need to worry about the Mittal family's happy house. Their fate is already doomed." Das replied as he stood up to leave.

"Martin, do not sell any tickets until tomorrow morning. We need to figure out the demand before opening the business." Das said before leaving Martin's room. Martin nodded his head in approval of Das suggestion.

After coming to the ground floor, Das received the delivery of the clothes and things sent by Ira for tomorrow's party. Maybe because of Das's special drilling work, she really completed the work fast and also delivered them earlier than the expected time.

Das instructed the staff to place them in the underground room after checking the quality of the fabrics and items sent by Ira. While walking down the stairs, Das received a call from Ira.

"How is it? Do you like the outfits?" Ira asked him in a sweet voice. She acted like a little girlfriend who sent a gift to a loved one.

"I would have been more happy if you had delivered them personally." Das replied in a playful manner.

"Stop teasing me. My legs are still hurting because of your bullying." Ira complained from the other end.

"Next time, I will definitely handle you gently. So, please come as fast as you can." Das said requestingly.

"I'm busy today. We can meet tomorrow. Call me after you finish your business." Ira said that and immediately disconnected the call in a flash.

After checking the clothes, Das locked his room door and reached the girl group sent by Ira.

He took all the girls and the anchor to the second floor, where the workers are busily decorating the ramp-way and some workers are installing chairs on the outward circles around the ramp-way.

Das first called the anchor, who is a young girl in her twenties.

While all the girls were watching him curiously, Das started explaining the process of the auction and their duties.

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