Conan: The Man Behind the Romance

Chapter 392 Yingsheng is a law-abiding businessman

"You are the president of the Aida Detective Agency, so it is reasonable for you to be involved in business affairs. Hotaru and Mao Lilan are the agents." Aoyagi Chiso said, "As for what you are thinking, I just said that we have a wonderful remedy."

"Time travel?"

"..."

"If not, forget it. This is also a form of escape, and it may not necessarily usher in a good reality." Aida Masayo returned to the front of the car and handed "Escape from Freedom" to Aoyagi Chiso. "I actually didn't think so much about it. The previous question was just a joke."

"Sorry, we are too self-conscious." Qingliu Qiansu took the book and slowly started the car.

Masayo Aida watched her go away, then turned around to look at the entrance below the Suzuki Tower. In the mottled light and shadow cast by the glass canopy, Hotaru was shaking hands and talking with Shiro Suzuki.

When Shiro Suzuki invited him into the tower, Hotaru looked back at the edge of the square and nodded slightly to her. The smile at that moment was as warm as the sunshine.

Aida Masayo no longer hesitated and walked towards that direction.

Yingsheng was also standing there waiting for her. When she came over, he solemnly introduced her to Suzuki Shiro: "Ms. Aida is the president of our office."

Everyone knows this.

But they knew the implication of Hotaru's words: Aida Masayo was no longer just a rubber stamp.

Shiro Suzuki shook hands with Masayo Aida, exchanged some simple courtesies, and then walked into the tower.

There were a lot of contracts, and it was Eri Kisaki who made the final confirmation with the people from the Suzuki Group in the conference room, and explained some of the terms to Masayo Aida from time to time.

After all, Masayo Aida is good at psychology, so changing careers cannot be done overnight.

And just as I told Xiaolan before, the business negotiations were handed over to Eri Kisaki. In the lounge, the conversation between Hotaru and Suzuki Shiro was very harmonious.

Talk about life, the future, ideals, and how to change the world, but don’t talk about money.

That's too tacky.

Later, when they talked about the latest hot topics, Suzuki Shiro said with a smile, "Brother Shuiyue, since you withdrew yesterday, the popularity of the martial arts tournament has dropped significantly. There have been three consecutive changes of hosts, and the explanations are not clear enough. There have also been several consecutive duels with huge disparities in strength. It is not worth watching at all."

There is no harm without comparison.

When Yingsheng presided over the martial arts conference in the past, even if no one thought that they could easily replace him, it should not be a problem to achieve 70% to 80% of his effect.

If one person is not enough, try two or three.

With this idea in mind, at yesterday's martial arts competition, the event team directly put on a classic hosting combination of two men and one woman.

Compared with various fighting competitions in the past, the effect cannot be said to be bad.

But compared with Yingsheng's previous hosting, the camera movement cannot keep up with the key actions, the commentary often fails to capture the wonderful operations, and there are often problems in the translation and connection of the special terms of martial arts schools in various countries. In the end, most of the time, only a panoramic shot can be pulled for the audience to appreciate it themselves.

The simplest metaphor.

In the past, martial arts tournaments were similar to a reality show that was more WWE-like than WWE. Although it was not a performance, it had a performance quality that made it enjoyable for laymen who didn’t understand martial arts to watch.

Now the Budokai has become a professional competition that is more UFC than UFC. Except for experts who can continue to see the excitement, what the laymen see is blood and violence again.

Two gangsters who were lucky enough to sneak into the main competition were slashing at each other with knives. Experts frowned at the sight, but laymen exclaimed that it was exciting.

The two internal martial arts masters countered each other's moves. The experts' eyes lit up, but the laymen found it boring and shouted for RNM to give them back their money!
Some people think that it is a good thing to use thresholds to exclude laymen, let martial arts associations return to martial arts itself, and make it more professional and serious.

The skills we have acquired over the past few decades are so precious. If you can't understand it, that's your own problem. It's not your fault for not learning.

So will other people go to learn it temporarily now?

Oh, who spoils him?

If I don't understand it, I won't watch it. Watching cartoons is more enjoyable than watching your crappy martial arts competition. I'll leave that place for you to be happy by yourself!

You said it's about magic, so you should take it more seriously?

The entire island of Singapore is almost surrounded by warships. What does magic or not have to do with us ordinary people?

Just go ahead and do whatever you have to do!
Countless martial arts schools, unique skills, and even games and entertainment throughout history have lost new blood and gradually disappeared in the long river of time because of this inexplicable threshold.

This martial arts conference is about to become a grand ceremony in the martial arts world. Others will at most glance at it after dinner, but usually they are indifferent to it.

however.

According to Chen Zhonghan, the ritual of gathering magical power with the Blue Fist is a great victory.

When Hotaru raised the Blue Fist, he asked everyone to cheer as much as they could, saying that this was part of the ceremony.

This makes the event organizers worry. What if the huge number of spectators is the key to the ceremony?
What should we do now that the ceremony has failed?
What should I do if the magic power is not enough?
With these concerns in mind, the event team formed three waves of hosts in succession, and also connected an external brain created by martial artists to the headphones of the last two waves of people.

But when martial artists fight, each move is so swift that it takes time for the host to obtain information from the external brain and organize the language, so he always cannot keep up.

After all, GG.

The event team even started to cause trouble for Schindler Corporation, asking why their AI-assisted camera movement worked so well in Yingsheng's hands, but became rigid in the hands of others?
Schindler's company felt very wronged and asked the competition organizer to find another person on the spot. If you are not a good person, don't blame the uneven road.

Yingsheng was not aware of these things. When he heard Suzuki Shiro talking about it, he did not respond. He just said, "Schindler's company's holographic somatosensory game cabin, Cocoon, will be released next Saturday. I heard that it can completely take over the five senses of humans. Is it true?"

"It seems to be the case. Brother Shuiyue, are you interested in this?" said Shiro Suzuki.

"Indeed, there are some. Being able to interconnect neural potentials and mechanical electrical signals can be used for more than just full-immersion games. Brain-computer interfaces, prosthetic implants, and consciousness ascension are all possible."

Yingsheng just felt that the times were about to usher in great development!

Suzuki Shiro was slightly stunned, then burst into laughter, "Brother Shuiyue really has a lot of ideas."

Yingsheng knew that he was just saying that he was just daydreaming. He thought about going to Schindler's company in the afternoon, but he shook his head and laughed, "It's just some science fiction ideas. Don't make fun of them."

"Hey, I'm not making fun of you. Isn't that what starting a business is all about? Think of things that others can't, and do things that others don't dare to do." Suzuki Shiro said with a smile, "It can be seen from the fact that so many people from various countries can't handle hosting a martial arts tournament that Brother Shuiyue is extremely talented."

"Haha, where is it?"

Yingsheng guessed that Suzuki Shiro was asked by the competition committee to come here on his own, so he simply changed the subject again.

"As you know, our company was established not long ago. We are weak and are being watched by many forces. We are walking on thin ice, fearing that we will be wiped out by evil forces one day."

"Recently, the Metropolitan Police Department has been in a state of chaos, and the public security in Tokyo may be worse, which makes me even more worried." "In order to protect myself, I plan to set up a security company, but the official management of gun licenses is quite strict."

"I visited a member of the Senate from the Aso faction this morning, and he agreed with my proposal to adopt some measures in special times to protect the interests of the country from outflow."

"It's just that he can't intervene directly in this matter. Mr. Suzuki, this proposal..."

"This..." Suzuki Shiro didn't wait for Yingsheng to finish his words, and asked in confusion, "Brother Shuiyue, if it is just a security company, with your current power, it shouldn't be so troublesome, right? Is there any mystery behind that proposal?"

Yingsheng shook his head and said, "Not at the moment, but I left some flexibility clauses in it. If someone keeps asking for trouble, at this stage...it might get ugly."

Shiro Suzuki's eyelids twitched, knowing that Hotaru wanted to pass the proposal, and now he just wanted to use gentle means first, and also tie the Suzuki family more firmly to the chariot.

Shiro Suzuki has been in the business world for many years, so he is naturally not a purely good person.

But in his opinion, Yingsheng's previous behavior was a bit extreme, a bit too strong and youthful, which he didn't like very much.

at the moment……

dong dong dong——!
There was a sudden knock on the dark door, and Suzuki Shiro's secretary bowed respectfully while holding a stack of documents.

"Chairman, you can sign the contract now."

Shiro Suzuki nodded, and as he stood up he sighed inwardly. Once these contracts were signed, the Suzuki family would be tied tightly to Mizuki Hotaru, and they would never be able to be separated.

But if you refuse to cooperate...

Firstly, others have unique technology, so it is easy to find a new partner.

Secondly, the interests involved in these collaborations are so huge that it is impossible for any businessman not to be tempted.

Anyway, the authorities don’t dare to take action against Mizuki Hotaru now, so as long as the Suzuki Group, which is a subsidiary, operates in compliance with the law, it doesn’t matter.

With this thought in mind, Shiro Suzuki went to the conference room and signed the contract. When he wanted to shake hands with Hotaru, he found that Hotaru was standing behind Masayo Aida.

He immediately understood what she meant and shook hands with Masayo Aida.

"Happy cooperation!"

"Pleasant to work with."

Aida Masayo was not used to this feeling, but she always had a calm expression, as if "remaining calm even when facing a mountain collapse", which made it difficult for Suzuki Shiro to tell whether she was true or false.

After personally escorting them downstairs, Suzuki Shiro couldn't help but say to his wife who appeared out of nowhere: "I really don't know where Mizuki Hotaru found these people."

The tone was quite emotional.

Suzuki Tomoko looked at the two cars going away and didn't think anything of it. "There are not many absolute geniuses in this world. Most of them are just average people. As long as they are willing to spend resources to gain experience and are willing to delegate power, anyone can be independent."

Suzuki Shiro nodded. "I was wondering why he suddenly wanted to push President Aida out. It turns out that the business has grown too big and he can't handle it alone."

"He's not the type to do everything himself. I heard that something happened at the Sumiyoshi-kai this afternoon, probably a power adjustment." Suzuki Tomoko looked at the USB flash drive her husband was playing with, "Is this the proposal he was talking about?"

"It's said to be the first edition. Whether we are willing to help or not, we can take a look and give us any comments." Shiro Suzuki walked into the tower.

"Why does it sound like it's related to us?" Tomoko Suzuki also went to the chairman's office. After briefly reading the terms on the computer, she was stunned for a while.

"Hey, Tomoko, is this what I understood?" Suzuki Shiro had cold sweat on his forehead, but his eyes were shining.

"Company Law!"

Suzuki Tomoko made the judgment, her eyes also showing unprecedented excitement, "No wonder it's only the first edition, and now he has not yet come up with the strength of the final edition."

"According to the main idea of ​​this proposal, Shuiyue Yingsheng is pursuing a kind of autonomy independent of the political system!"

"An ultimate trust that transcends national limits!"

Suzuki Shiro felt his whole body getting hot and loosened his collar. "Young people just like to fantasize. This kind of thing is simply unrealistic."

"He has that terrifying shadow warrior with him, so he's not completely without a chance." Suzuki Tomoko pondered, "And compared to other developed economies, Japan has its own national conditions. The security company he mentioned is definitely a reorganization of the Sumiyoshi-kai. What about the permission for the gangs? Will it continue?"

"If he wants to clean himself up, of course he won't inherit this..."

"I'm not talking about the nominal continuation. The Sumiyoshi-kai will not disappear in the future. They will complement each other," Suzuki Tomoko said. "I mean the most essential role of the gang."

"The most essential..."

Shiro Suzuki frowned and said, "The reason why Japanese gangs have developed to the current situation is that after Japan was defeated in World War II, many places were officially controlled by the United States."

"So the higher authorities relaxed restrictions in this regard, replacing some grassroots organizations with violent groups to maintain social organization, so as to avoid losing the ability to mobilize in the event of international changes in the future."

"Then the Cold War ended and these concerns disappeared."

"But over the years, with political donations as a bond, violent groups have become deeply intertwined with those above them and are difficult to eradicate."

"There are still American troops stationed on the mainland, and the local prosecutor's special investigation department acts as the eyes and ears of the Americans. Some things above are more convenient to be done by gangs."

"Um?!"

Suzuki Shiro's fat face suddenly trembled, "Tomoko, you are not saying that Mizuki Hotaru is in cahoots with the higher-ups! He needs our help to pass a proposal now, that's impossible!"

Suzuki Tomoko sneered, "Are you sure he came to ask us for help? Instead of giving us a chance to see if we have good eyesight?"

"This……"

Shiro Suzuki was speechless.

Suzuki Tomoko continued, "And just because it's not possible now doesn't mean it won't be possible in the future. He did cause some losses to the higher-ups, but politicians are creatures that are best at weighing the pros and cons. The dead are at most bargaining chips, nothing else counts."

"Just think about it."

"If Mizuki Hotoshige had offered money and the prospect of immortality to Washington, and threatened them with his horrific assassination, asking them to withdraw their troops from Japan, would they have agreed?"

"Would those gentlemen in Xiaguan not be crazy?"

(End of this chapter)