Tokyo, everyone is drawing comics, who still wants to fall in love?.

Chapter 488: Fujido's Head Takes Action
Despite such a huge controversy on the Internet, Oda Shingo did not react impatiently at all.

As the president, Haruta Sadako naturally knew that this was a sign of very mature psychology.

This young man in his twenties has demonstrated abilities and intelligence far beyond his peers, and is even top-notch in the industry.

Being able to be the head of a large company, Haruta Sadako naturally understood the reason behind it, and she also knew that the various criticisms on the Internet would not hurt Oda Shingo at all.

It can even be said that any successful industry figure will go through such a stage.

After Haruta Sadako got on her private car, she looked back at the small studio on the second floor and murmured:
"Oda Shingo will shine even brighter once he survives."

Many stars, at the height of their popularity, are suddenly blackened, and their future becomes bleak as if the sky has fallen.

But if you can get through it, there will be a path waiting for you that will lead you to a higher position.

Many celebrities have experienced this situation. Oda Shingo just became famous too quickly, and this moment came earlier and more violently.

Therefore, Haruta Sadako had a plan to show kindness and sincerity to Oda Nobuo at this time when his reputation seemed to be in the most difficult situation.

Helping someone in times of need is most appreciated, and entering into a share agreement with him at this time will make it easier to arouse his favor.

So just now Haruta Sadako sounded out the issue and it turned out that Oda Shingo was really interested in investing.

Well, before formally proposing the intention to transfer part of the shares, I need to discuss it with Sister Yukino.

Haruta Sadako took out her cell phone and invited Mrs. Yukino Fuyuki to get together when she was free.
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On the other hand, Oda Shingo was dismissive of the online comments.

"We are painting seriously ourselves. Let the lawyers settle the matter as to how others set the pace. Don't be influenced by them." Oda Shingo now insists on giving psychological support to his female assistants.

Ever since Yuko Mikami said the wrong thing to the internet celebrity UP, he has been paying attention to cultivating their basic online emotional intelligence.

Yuuko Mikami had suffered before, and nodded her head like a chicken pecking at rice. Namikaze Yukaku also listened attentively.

What Oda Shingo is most worried about is Fujido Kaoru: "Hey, hey, hey, be serious. I have to remind you not to suffer any loss."

"Suffer a loss? I've suffered a loss at your hands." Fujido Kaoru snorted.

"When?" Oda Shingo was stunned.

Fujido Kaoru said unhappily, "Just because I didn't suffer any loss, wasting my youth is a loss!"

Oda Shingo turned his head and pretended not to hear, and began to look through his recent bank deposits.

"I'm going to the streets once." Oda Shingo suddenly stood up.

He went to the bank and withdrew a lot of money, preparing to give cash to his female assistants as year-end bonuses.

Since he had the system's counterattack ability to protect himself, and was certain that Namikaze Youhe would follow him, he didn't take it seriously.

Two female police officers on patrol drove over in a small mini police car.

"Mr. Oda, you are coming out of the bank, do you need an escort?"

"It's Mr. Oda, the great master! Let us escort him!"

"Thank you very much, but I believe that this community is very safe with you here." Oda Shingo felt that the other person looked familiar, as if it was Officer Tsujimoto who had patrolled the community before.

At the same time, he thought to himself, "Don't shout nonsense, it will be troublesome if you attract a group of young women waiting to get married."

"Hey? I've already moved, and you're still here."

“Job transfer.”

Officer Tsujimoto seemed very talkative: "Mr. Oda, if you can, please give me an autograph."

She directly handed over the police officer's ID and hoped that Nobuo Oda would sign on the back of it.

"Xia Shi, this is not good. How can you let someone sign the police officer's ID?" another female police officer reminded softly.

Oda Shingo didn't mind. He just signed his name and handed it back solemnly.

"Thank you! Now I can brag about it! Next time the section chief dares to suspend me and ask me to temporarily hand in my police officer ID, I can say that he wanted the autograph of a big star! Hahahaha——"

"Don't be so ungrateful."

"Yes, yes, Miyuki is always so serious." The two female police officers chattered as if it was a daily routine.

Oda Shingo walked slowly and watched their mini police car drive away with a smile.

It would be nice if my female assistants could also have such an atmosphere.

Oda Shingo continued walking towards the studio.

There was a fork in the road a few steps away. When Oda Shingo was about to go to the right, a voice suddenly sounded in his mind.

【left.】

Hmm? Oda Shingo was stunned.

The system actually spoke.

Is there any unexpected plot? After a brief thought, Oda Shingo decided to take the left fork.

After walking a few steps, we turned a corner and it was almost dark.

It should be said that a tall figure appeared in front of him, blocking most of the light.

He was a burly, bald, middle-aged man wearing a martial arts uniform and was obviously a martial artist.

It looked familiar again. I should be able to remember something so unique. Oda Shingo tried hard to recall it.

Oh, by the way, the last time I fought back against Sato Ryota who was harassing me for debt, this martial arts strongman wanted to fight with me.

Hoping he didn't recognize me, Oda Shingo walked around him calmly.

But after a moment of stunned silence, the martial arts sturdy man immediately reacted and called out to Oda Shingo.

"Excuse me, I am..." The martial arts sturdy man hesitated for a moment, and actually bowed politely, "I am the father of Fujido Kaoru, can I talk to you?"

This person is the head of Fujido.

"Huh?!" Oda Shingo was surprised.

Fujido Kaoru's father actually has this kind of body shape? And this appearance... Oda Shingo looked at the martial arts muscular man with a face full of flesh.

Don't mention it, some of their features are indeed very similar. It's just that their looks are very different, but there are many similarities in their facial features.

"Ah, thank you for raising such an outstanding daughter. Fujido Kaoru has given me a lot of help in my work." Oda Shingo quickly expressed his gratitude in a work tone.

"Let's find a place to talk." The head of the Fujido family was very outgoing and wanted to pull Oda Nobuo to a nearby tavern.

Then, Oda Shingo stared at the rows of sake in a daze.

Are you here to talk to me or to find a drinking partner?

Oda Nobuo was ashamed.

"Let me introduce myself again. I'm the head of Fujido, the twelfth generation successor of the Fujido School." The head of Fujido raised his glass and drank the sake in the glass.

It is called a cup, but it is actually a sakazuki, a kind of wine vessel that looks like a flat bowl. It is often seen in classical rituals and sacrifices, and now only some old traditional small wine houses use it.

Isn't that too much? Fortunately, the alcohol content of sake is not high, only about 10 degrees, Oda Nobuo thought to himself, but out of courtesy to the other parent, he still drank a glass in one go.

I remember someone said that sake can easily make people drunk because it is not very pure due to the brewing method.

"If Fujido Kaoru inherits the mantle, it will be the thirteenth generation." The Fujido head sighed, "But I don't think she can support the Fujido-ryu dojo, so we can only place our hopes on the next generation. But this girl doesn't even have a boyfriend..."

After saying this, he kept looking at Oda Shingo.

Don't treat me as a supporting role! Oda Nobuo thought to himself.

He glanced around to see if Namikaze Youhe was there, hoping that he could be rescued.

However, this is just an initial idea.

The two of them drank more and more, and surprisingly they felt that each other's temperament was very suitable for their own, so they drank one cup after another and felt like they had met a close friend.

(End of this chapter)