Crossing over, and then being blocked by a rich JK

Chapter 523 Just the beginning

At the same time, in the president's office of Amamiya Company.

"President Yamada, is there something you need?"

Masao Amamiya, who was looking at the documents, glanced at his vibrating phone and then answered it.

Unlike his harsh treatment of his subordinates, his tone was quite gentle and friendly at this moment, which was unlike his usual domineering and ruthless self.

But this is necessary, since the other party is an important partner of his.
Yamada Company receives orders worth 300 million yen from them every year, making them one of their important clients.

Therefore, a friendly tone, and even a touch of 'flattery' when necessary, is perfectly justified.
Even though he himself hated talking like that.

When he sent Ayana's mother to the crematorium, he told himself that he would never have to put up with anyone's opinions again.

But even after all these years, he still has to be mindful of other people's feelings. Only in his private life is he no longer controlled by anyone, and no one dares to point fingers at him anymore.

"Didn't I recently place a batch of orders?"

On the other end of the phone, the middle-aged man known as President Yamada uttered words he had already carefully chosen.

Although it's not good to back out halfway through an order, there are many things he doesn't have a choice about.

He may seem very impressive to outsiders, with businesses both domestically and internationally, all of which are thriving. He has even moved his headquarters overseas, making him a truly successful person among successful people.

But in front of the department heads who were actually in charge of them, he still had to keep a low profile.

Who can blame them when that leader who was parachuted in has powerful backers?

Moreover, the people behind them are powerful figures they can't afford to offend.

"Yes, that shipment will be delivered soon."

Upon hearing that they were discussing that batch of goods, Masao Amamiya immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

He thought the latter was going to bring up the discount again.

The price offered by Amamiya Company is already the lowest for the same quality. If it weren't for the large order volume, their ability to operate on a low-profit, high-volume model, and the fact that Amamiya's social network could help him, he would have already brought up the unit price with them.

To put it bluntly, with that price they quoted, they're practically reduced to OEM manufacturing.

"...I've encountered some special circumstances."

Yamada was silent for a moment before uttering those words.

His silence wasn't out of embarrassment, but simply because he felt he needed to remain silent for a moment, otherwise things might get complicated later.

"what do you mean?"

Upon hearing this, Masao Amamiya frowned, but his tone remained unchanged.

He knew Yamada's capabilities well; for the latter to say that he had encountered a "special situation," it was probably not that simple.

but……

I've known him for over two years, so I'm fairly familiar with this old fox's intricacies.

The next step after complaining is still money.

However, something feels off to me. I have a feeling that something is not right.
He thought about it for a moment, then suppressed the thought and continued asking questions.

"So what's the special situation, and is there anything I can do to help?"

Even if the deal falls through in the end, you still have to say it.

After all, he has no reason to offend major clients. He still needs to exchange polite words, even if he knows that the other party also knows that it's just polite talk. It's like a pre-arranged procedure.

"Sigh... I probably can't take that batch of goods."

Yamada deliberately sighed, and after a full six or seven seconds of silence, he uttered those words with a pained expression.

There's no need to beat around the bush on this kind of issue; just speak your mind.

From his perspective, he was qualified to say this, and Masao Amamiya was obligated to listen.

"Oh, you don't want the goods anymore... Huh? President Yamada, what did you say!?"

Amamiya Masahiro abruptly raised his voice.

He originally thought they were just discussing the unit price, but to his surprise, the other party directly said, "I don't want it."

What a joke!

The batch of goods is already mostly produced. Yes, he can resell them later, but the problem is that it will take a long time to process these goods, and other slightly larger partners will also be interested in this matter.

Dealing with something that takes a long time is a small matter; terminating the cooperation is a big deal.

In the past, such a termination of cooperation would not have seriously damaged the Amamiya family. The problem is that after the impact of Yuna Company and the turmoil at the banquet, the Amamiya family's position in Tokyo circles has been shaken.

To put it bluntly, everyone who can survive in this industry is a shrewd and calculating person.
Especially after the Yasuhara family took sides, many people's attitudes became ambiguous. In addition, the pleasant conversation between Watanabe Genichiro and Hanyu Shingo a while ago made the attitudes of these wavering people more biased.

“I told him I might not be able to take this batch of goods, and I would send half of the payment as compensation.”

Yamada calmly repeated it again.

This amount of money is completely within his acceptable range. To put it bluntly, what's wrong with transferring all the payment? Anyway, this is the last time.

Of course, he would definitely not be willing to transfer the full amount.

He even carefully considered half of the payment for the goods for a long time.

This was to prevent Masao Amamiya from turning against them or taking the matter to court; after all, they had signed a contract.

Such a last-minute change of mind will incur a penalty of double the amount.

"Why? Is it a price issue? If it is, we can talk about it again. After all, we've been working together for over two years. These things can be discussed as long as you ask."

Upon hearing Yamada's words, Masao Amamiya immediately began to speak well of him.

But his intuition told him that there was probably no way to back down from this situation.

Moreover, judging from Yamada's tone, this isn't just about this order being cancelled; it's about terminating all future collaborations.

Or rather, if it were just a matter of money, Yamada's tone, manner, and opening remarks wouldn't have been the same.

However, unless Yamada reveals the specifics, he won't believe it's as he suspects.

How could it be such a coincidence?
He wanted to struggle a little longer!
What if there's still room for negotiation?

But Yamada's next words chilled him to the bone.

"It's not about money."

Yamada's tone carried a hint of self-deprecation.

The good news is that he needs to be mindful of others' moods to advance further; the bad news is that being obedient means he won't be bothered, and might even be able to curry favor with a more powerful figure.

From a purely financial perspective, he actually profited this time.

"That is?"

Masao Amamiya's expression immediately turned ugly.

Yamada's words instilled in him an extremely strong sense of crisis.

His unease grew stronger.

"Some fundamental issues."

Yamada continued to answer the questions according to the original plan he had prepared.

From the moment he spoke until now, every word Masao Amamiya uttered had been exactly what he expected.

If things proceed as they are now, the situation he feared should not occur.

"Can you tell me more about it?"

Masao Amamiya moved his phone further away, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and after calming himself down, he forced a smile, brought the phone closer, and asked the question.

Even though he already had a vague suspicion in his mind, he still wanted to get a definite answer.

He knew he was being stubborn, but he really wasn't giving up. What if it wasn't what he thought?

"Feel sorry."

The man's voice on the other end of the line sounded more apologetic.

"..."

After he finished speaking, Masao Amamiya fell silent.

He then realized something.

"So, what President Yamada means is..."

But he still persisted in asking.

"My collaboration with President Amamiya may have to be suspended from now on."

Yamada then uttered those words.

Although Amamiya Masao's persistent questioning was somewhat unexpected, he could still continue according to his prepared plan. However, judging from Amamiya Masao's tone, this man seemed to know some inside information and was even clear about who he had offended.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have kept asking.

When people reach this point, they always end up deceiving themselves.

"...It's alright, even if the deal falls through, we can still be friendly."

Upon hearing this, Masao Amamiya's chest heaved violently, and his eyes became bloodshot, but he managed to hold back and uttered the words in a natural tone.

But his furrowed brows and flushed face betrayed him.

"I have a meeting to attend, so I'll hang up now. We can talk again later when we have time."

Yamada coughed softly.

His intuition told him that it was best to leave the topic at that point.

"Okay, you're busy."

Masao Amamiya's voice was no longer as peaceful as before, but rather carried a hint of distance and coldness.

Since they are no longer partners, there is no longer any need for him to be tolerant.

As for holding someone accountable, he will hold off for now and wait until things calm down before unleashing this time bomb.

He wouldn't be Amamiya if he didn't make the latter feel the pinch!

"...You'd better think about how to handle some things."

Before hanging up, Yamada gave a final reminder.

There are some things he can't say outright.

Of course, this was also the request of that important person.

"Thank you."

Masao Amamiya squeezed out those two words through gritted teeth, then hung up the phone.

Yamada's words were tantamount to stating it explicitly.

That's exactly what he thought.

call.

Putting away his phone, Masao Amamiya fell silent.

"Damn it!"

Bang!
He slammed his fist on the table.

The pain calmed his anger slightly.

He sensed the other person's hesitation and understood why they dared not say those words.

His partners, in terms of size, are not much smaller than the Amamiya family, and this is only within Japan.

The opposing company focuses on overseas operations and is doing quite well abroad, with its headquarters also located overseas. If overseas assets are also taken into account, the Amamiya family is even weaker than the opposing company.

However, the other party inexplicably terminated the cooperation with him, which means that Yamada must have received some information or been threatened.

There are very few people in all of Tokyo who can threaten him.

He hasn't considered the Watanabe family yet, because they haven't made any moves in a long time.

Moreover, he knew Ayana's temperament well; she was the kind of person who would personally take revenge, so she wouldn't do that.

In a sense, this can be considered Ayana's obvious weakness.

"So, what happened?"

He frowned, muttered to himself, and lowered his head in thought.

The president's office was quiet, so quiet that he could only hear the occasional chatter coming from outside the door.

He wouldn't have thought anything of it in the past, but now he felt inexplicably anxious and annoyed by such discussions.

"call."

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

Having been the head of the Amamiya family for so long, he was well aware that his current state was not quite right and needed adjustment, otherwise things could easily go wrong.

But clearly, many things don't go according to plan.

Buzz, buzz.

He closed his eyes for less than ten seconds, and his phone rang again as if it were a death knell.

His phone vibrated on the table, and the table itself emitted annoying noises.

After glancing at the caller ID, he composed himself and answered the phone.

"President Nishikawa..."

His voice was gentle yet warm.

ten minutes later.

He hung up the phone with a livid expression.

What the other person said was exactly the same as what Yamada said.

and so……

His brows furrowed even more.

Only that one family would go to such lengths, since there's no need for someone with whom there's no enmity to go this far.

And most importantly, someone who can go this far without any enmity or grudge will not bother with you.

Therefore, there is only one possibility.

This is the Watanabe family's revenge.

Or perhaps it's a declaration of war?
But they can influence those people. With their abilities, it doesn't seem difficult for them to make the Amamiya family half-dead.

So this is less about revenge and more about... humiliation?
Thinking of this, his expression turned ugly.

Thinking about it carefully, given Watanabe Yu's personality, he is indeed capable of doing such a thing.

But is it necessary to do this?

What's the point of doing this? The only real benefit is the existing customer base; there's no additional value.

If it's just to vent one's anger, then that's completely out of line with the mindset of people in their circle.

Everyone is driven by fame and fortune. It's not worth doing this for a little benefit, because it won't make the enemy suffer a fatal blow, nor will it force them to submit.

It can only annoy the other party, or make them show some attitude.

and so……

Was Watanabe Yuu waiting for him to back down?

Or perhaps he hopes to do something for Zheping and the others?
Buzz, buzz.

His phone, which was on the table, started vibrating again.

He glanced at the caller ID, hesitated for a long time, and then answered the call.

Five minutes later, with a sullen face, he slammed his phone onto the sofa in the living room.

Even though he had prepared himself mentally, he still couldn't help but feel overwhelmed when he actually heard those words.

He has made up his mind.

Because at the end of this third call, the other party made it clear that this was just a lesson for him, and that they would see what happened next.

"Then come on! Watanabe Yu, I'm not afraid of you!"

Like a hyena cornered against a wall, he roared, his face flushed.