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Ming frowned. “There isn’t.”

Ming jumped into his rental car. For the next four hours, he became an accidental action hero. He bribed the Marketing Director out of the batik factory with a promise of a bonus. He convinced the CFO that the durians were “evidence” and had them confiscated by a friendly policeman. Then, he navigated the oil palm maze by following the setting sun, finally finding the CEO parked under a coconut tree, eating a packet of nasi lemak he’d bought from a bewildered farmer on a motorcycle. Tinyurl Lawatan Johor

Too late.

The CFO, a man who once audited a trillion-ringgit fund, was already at the “old bus station,” awkwardly holding a wad of cash while Uncle Hassan loaded two crates of forbidden, smuggled Musang King durians into his Mercedes. Ming frowned

Ming read it:

Ming sighed. He closed his laptop. For the first time in his career, he didn’t create a post-mortem report. He bribed the Marketing Director out of the

Ming panicked. Someone had hacked the link. Or worse, he’d typoed the slug. LawatanJohor2024 vs. LawatanJohor2024? No. He checked his sent message. He’d accidentally used the unsecured, public Tinyurl instead of the corporate one. The short link had been guessed, overwritten, or hijacked.