Young God of Knowledge

13 Accurate Instructions

Bill and Richard could hardly believe their eyes when Kevin emerged from the building.

No injuries. No bruises. Not even a strand of hair out of place.

"How..." Bill stammered. "I heard gunshots..."

Kevin raised his eyebrows. "Gunshots?"

"Yes! From inside! I'm sure it was a firearm!"

Kevin shrugged. "I don't know what you heard. All I know is, the debt's been paid." He showed the cheque and transfer proof on his phone.

Bill snatched Kevin's phone and checked the transfer proof with wide eyes. Thirty billion rupiah. It had indeed been transferred to the Wibisono Group account.

"This... this can't be..." Bill muttered.

"Is anything impossible?" Kevin took his phone back. "Let's go to the next place. We still have four more creditors."

Bill swallowed hard and followed Kevin to the car with slightly unsteady steps.

---

The second creditor was a manufacturing company called CV Sentosa Jaya. Their debt was smaller, "only" thirty billion rupiah.

This time, Bill decided to go in with Kevin. He wanted to see firsthand how Kevin operated.

The receptionist at CV Sentosa Jaya was much friendlier than the one at Widiacana. When Kevin mentioned that he was from the Wibisono Group, the woman immediately stood up politely.

"Oh, from the Wibisono Group? Please wait a moment, I'll call the Director."

She hurried upstairs.

Kevin watched her leave with a slight frown. This reaction was different from what he had expected.

While waiting, Kevin walked over to the receptionist's desk and began examining the laptop that had been left behind.

Bill followed behind him, curious but also wary.

What Kevin found made him stop.

The company's financial data showed significant losses over the past two years. They had been cheated by business partners, losing almost half of their assets. The remaining cash was barely enough for daily operations.

More interestingly, there were records of regular transfers to several names. Kevin recognised this pattern. "Commission" payments to previous debt collectors from the Wibisono Group. They bribed the debt collectors so they wouldn't collect too aggressively.

Kevin frowned. So that was it. The company was indeed unable to pay its debts, and they chose to bribe the debt collectors rather than report the actual situation.

A middle-aged man came down the stairs with hurried steps. His face was tired and worried, his hair was half grey even though he was probably only in his fifties.

"Good afternoon," he greeted politely. "I am the director of CV Sentosa Jaya. How can I help you?"

Kevin studied this man. There was no arrogance like that of Director Widiacana. There were no implied threats. Only genuine exhaustion and concern.

"I'm from the Wibisono Group," Kevin said. "It's about the thirty billion rupiah debt."

The director sighed heavily. "Yes, I know. I... I'm sorry we haven't been able to pay. The company's situation..." He paused, as if unsure how to explain.

"You were cheated by a business partner two years ago," Kevin interrupted. "You lost almost half your assets. Since then, you've been struggling to survive."

The director looked at Kevin in surprise. "How did you know?"

"It doesn't matter." Kevin studied the man's face. "What matters is, do you intend to pay this debt?"

"Of course!" the director replied quickly. "We are not a company that runs away from its responsibilities. It's just that... our current situation..." He shook his head in despair. "We're not even sure about next month's employee salaries."

Kevin paused for a moment, thinking.

"All right." He finally said. "I'll give you more time to pay."

Bill, who was standing behind him, gasped. "What?! Kevin, you can't—"

"Shut up." Kevin cut him off without turning around.

Bill shut his mouth, but his face was red. He took out his mobile phone and walked out of the room, his fingers moving quickly to type a message.

Kevin ignored him. He took out his own mobile phone and opened the stock market app.

"Mr Director," Kevin said as he studied the data on the screen, "you still have operational funds, right? How much?"

The director looked confused by the question. "About two billion. For the next three months of operations."

Kevin nodded. "Invest it all in PT Nusantara Mining shares. Now."

"What?!" The director was shocked. "But that's our operational funds! If—"

"Just do it." Kevin cut him off calmly. "In thirty minutes, the stock price will rise sharply. Sell when it's up fifty percent. No more, no less."

The director stared at Kevin with a mix of confusion and disbelief. "How can you know—"

"Do it or not." Kevin shrugged. "Your choice."

There was something in Kevin's eyes, in the way he spoke, that made the director hesitate to refuse. For some reason, he felt that the young man in front of him knew something he did not.

With slightly trembling hands, he took out his mobile phone and began trading shares.

Bill returned to the room with a satisfied look on his face. "Kevin, I've spoken to Alwin. He's very angry about you giving this company extra time. According to him—"

"Wait thirty minutes." Kevin interrupted.

"What?"

"I said wait thirty minutes." Kevin repeated patiently. "After that, this company will be able to pay its debts."

Bill stared at Kevin as if he had gone mad. But something in Kevin's eyes made him dare not argue.

Thirty minutes passed in tension.

The director of CV Sentosa Jaya kept checking his phone, his eyes widening with every passing minute.

"Up..." he muttered. "The stock is up... twenty percent... thirty percent..."

Kevin remained calm, gazing out the window.

"Forty percent... fifty percent!" the director nearly shouted. "Should I sell now?"

"Now." Kevin nodded.

With fingers trembling with excitement, the director sold all his shares.

Net profit: nearly fifty billion rupiah.

The director slumped into his chair, his face a mixture of disbelief and immense relief. "This... this can't be... how did you know..."

"It doesn't matter." Kevin stood up. "Now you can pay off your debt to the Wibisono Group. Plus, there’s still enough left for your company’s operations."

"Yes... yes, of course!" The director immediately made the transfer. Thirty billion rupiah to the Wibisono Group account. "And this..." He wrote an additional cheque. "One billion for you. As a token of gratitude."

Kevin shook his head. "No need. Use that money for your company. Hire competent people. Don't get cheated again."

The director looked at Kevin with teary eyes. "You... you're a good person. Thank you. Thank you so much."

Bill stood beside him with his mouth agape. He didn't understand what had just happened. How could a debt collector give stock tips that generated a profit of fifty billion?

"I want that one billion." Bill suddenly said, his eyes gleaming with greed.

The director looked at him coldly. "No."

"What?!"

"You," the director pointed at Bill, "came here with an unpleasant attitude. You did nothing but complain and call your boss. This money is for this gentleman, and if he doesn't want it, it's for my company. Not for you."

Bill flushed red, but didn't dare to argue.

Kevin walked out without another word. Behind him, Bill followed with angry steps.

---

On the way back to the office, Bill kept staring at Kevin with a mixture of confusion and suspicion.

"How did you do it?"

Kevin didn't answer.

"At Widiacana, you beat everyone on your own. At Sentosa Jaya, you knew which stocks would rise. Who are you really?"

Kevin glanced at Bill briefly. "Just a debt collector."

Bill was not satisfied with that answer, but he couldn't force Kevin to say more.

The car sped back to the Wibisono Group office with two debts collected in one day. Eighty billion rupiah.

Bill didn't know how to report this to Alwin. His plan to humiliate Kevin had not only failed but backfired spectacularly.

Kevin looked out the window with an unreadable expression. There were still three more creditors to collect from tomorrow.

But for today, the results were more than satisfactory.