NOVPUBForty-five days later,
Jin had finished with all his scenes thanks to Anderson's efficient management. On his last day, Jin wished everyone good luck at a dinner party.
"So, what will you do now?" Anderson asked Jin.
"A vacation, I'll go somewhere to relax and calm my mind," Jin told him.
"Good, you've overworked yourself a lot lately, so enjoy yourself to the fullest," Anderson said.
"Yes, I will," Jin replied with a smile.
A day ago, Jin had received a message through the KIA application stating that he needed to be at Umroi in two weeks and await further communication from there.
'Luckily, the flight services have started once again…' Jin thought in relief while going back to the hotel.
Umi was no longer a country divided into two halves. After a bloody battle between the two sides that lasted for twenty-three days, Umi rebels gained control over the eastern territory and a new country was formed: Alkaran.
It was clear that the Umi Rebels were planning this for a long time, as just ten days after the war, a systematic government ruled by the 'Chahal', a group of ministers, was formed.
The members of the Chahal were all those rebel leaders who had played a vital role in this operation to unite the whole country.
In the hotel room.
Jin was currently looking through an article which was released by a news agency regarding the new state of Alkaran.
It discussed how Alkaran was taking its time with the return of the hostages, linking it to a strategic move to buy time so that they could solidify control over their borders and offset the threat of an attack by Valeyria.
After that, the article talked in detail about all fifty Chahal members.
Jin scrolled through them one by one and stopped on the seventh picture.
Below the picture, it read, 'The 7th seat of the Chahal, Rogan Fadiah. He played a major role…'
"So you're a big shot now, huh? How exciting," Jin muttered as a glint appeared in his eyes.
Jin soon put his phone down as it was time for gym. Thanks to his consistent workout schedule, his body constitution had reached the operator level.
He had never felt this strong and athletic, so this only made Jin all the more confident in his skills.
He had also made tremendous progress in his trick shot practice and had reached an accuracy of seventy per cent from the earlier zero per cent.
With all these improvements, it was only natural for Jin to be excited to try himself out.
After finishing his workout, Jin checked his phone and saw a message.
"Since your shooting is all over, let's meet tomorrow afternoon," The message read.
"Sure," Jin texted back.
"Good, I'll pick you up, so send me your address," A text came back soon after.
After sending the hotel's address, Jin returned to his room, freshened up and went to sleep.
The next day.
Outside the hotel.
Jin was picked up by a white sedan.
"So, where are we going, Flora?" Jin asked from the co-driver's seat.
"Hehe, you'll know in a while, so until then just enjoy the ride," Flora grinned and didn't say anything further.
A couple of days after Fana's murder, Flora had called him to ask about his well-being. Jin, of course, said he would be fine with time and carried the conversation forward.
He got to know that things were not going very well on her side as well. Her father was no more, and she was overburdened with all the responsibilities. However, Jin was sure that she would be able to manage it.
Flora, too, had a similar belief when it came to Jin getting back up from this loss.
The two of them then kept in touch with messages, and that led to Flora finally inviting him today.
The car soon entered a manufacturing facility, which was spread over several acres.
"Just where the hell is this?" Jin muttered as he got out of the car and looked around.
"Welcome to GA Electric!" Flora introduced the place to Jin with great pride, "Follow me, I'll show you around."
A few staff soon came to welcome them and handed them safety helmets.
Flora then relieved them and showed Jin around by herself.
"This is our new production facility solely for electric cars. Didn't you want me to show you these cars? Here it is," Flora smirked and pointed to her side while they walked forward.
Frame after frame was being carried along the conveyor belt, and at designated spots, the robotic arms were doing the required add-ons and welding.
"That's the place where they are painted," Flora said, showing a contained area inside which robotic arms were painting the car frames in as precise a manner as possible.
"That looks so cool," Jin muttered.
"Indeed, I never grow bored of this sight," Flora agreed with Jin.
They soon passed through the drying area, chassis assembly area and final quality checking room.
"Now let me show the finished products to you," Flora exited through the huge workshop door, and Jin followed after her.
Rows and rows of classy cars were parked in front of them. However, the place was not limited to them. Sports cars, SUVs, and Family cars. They had them all here. The number would easily surpass five hundred.
Seeing Jin's awed expression, Flora thought that it was the right time to drop the final bomb: "And that's just one of our ten facilities in the country."
"The hell?!" Jin couldn't help himself and blurted out, "Aren't you scared of going bankrupt?"
Flora chuckled at the question and said, "Didn't I tell you before? I have no option but to go all in. Luckily, I've got support from quite a lot of investors in Roscosta now, and thanks to that, I'm fully confident that I'll be able to tap into the electric cars market, which had been lying dormant all this while."
"To bet with such a large amount of money sure needs guts. You have my respect. If you need any help with the promotions in the future, just call me. I might only be a rookie actor of the year, but it might change in the future," Jin said, thinking about his improved acting skills.
"Haha, thanks, I'll keep that in mind, so let's go then?" Flora asked.
"Go where?" Jin asked.
"For a test drive, of course. You don't want to?" Flora teased when she saw the excited glint in Jin's eyes.
"No, I'd love to," Jin said with great anticipation, making Flora chuckle.
