Tokyo: There's something wrong with this counterattack system

Chapter 192 Kosaka Yuka
The following day, Kitahara was invited to a local investor conference. This was a place where young people with ideas could showcase their creativity, and if they were lucky enough to meet a big shot willing to invest hundreds of millions of yen, they could soar to great heights.

They probably did a background check, which is why they sent out an invitation.

As soon as he entered, several people greeted him warmly: "Mr. Kitahara."

This was the person in charge of the conference, who was also a manager at a local investment bank. As soon as he came in, he led Kitahara to the VIP room.

Inside, many people had already arrived, all of them well-known figures in the industry. Not many people paid much attention to Kitahara, a complete stranger.

Kitahara is still not very well-known.

However, he is confident that people will recognize him in the future.

"Ms. Kousaka."

"She actually came?"

Whispering.

Kitahara turned his head and bumped into an unexpected person.

The high-pitched floorboards exude a subtle fragrance.

The female CEO, dressed in a black suit with her long hair pulled back, stood quietly to the side with an elegant demeanor. Surrounding her were a group of highly educated young people, all dressed in suits and ties. Undoubtedly, her appearance attracted everyone's attention.

New energy vehicles represent the future of car manufacturers. While Japan doesn't offer much policy support, the fact that Kosaka has managed to succeed speaks volumes about its standing.

It can be said.

This is a market worth trillions.

This is something we have to pay attention to.

Then, Yuuka Takasaka also noticed Kitahara and cast a curious glance at him.

This was the first time the two had met since their last dinner party.

"Kitahara?"

"Miss Yuuka."

Kitahara went up to chat with her, and Takasaka Yuuka stared at Miyoko and smiled: "You said you liked me, but I didn't expect that you would find a girlfriend in just one month."

“Young people shouldn’t put all their eggs in one basket. Miss Yuuka is too noble. I can’t win you over, and I can’t stay single forever.” Kitahara showed no embarrassment whatsoever.

He never tells the truth.

Yuuka Takasaka felt a bit contempt for Kitahara's shamelessness.

but.

She wasn't surprised by this; it's normal for rich people to have girlfriends.

According to Maslow's hierarchy of needs.

Sex is a basic need, and since Kitahara is rich, he naturally wouldn't mind finding a girlfriend to relieve his worries.

Those around them stopped talking as they watched them converse, secretly trying to find out Bei Yuan's identity. Xiong Jing was always present, especially in front of this unmarried female CEO in her thirties.

If Takasaka Yuuka were just a pretty woman...

She would never be sought after by these people, after all, their status and wealth were already very high, but what was most intoxicating was her status.

The female president of the Takasaka Group is highly likely to become the leader and a giant in Tokyo in the future.

Soon, Kitahara's identity was also discovered.

A wealthy man from Tokyo recently spent over two billion yen to buy a local company.

"What are you doing here?" Yuuka Takasaka asked, puzzled.

"Their goals are similar to Miss Yuuka's."

"With your small business, a failed investment could cripple you." Yuuka Takasaka didn't have a bad impression of Kitahara, so she gave him a warning.

"Although I can't compare to Miss Yuuka, I still have some spare money."

"Keep bragging."

After finishing her sentence, Yuuka Takasaka realized she had been somewhat rude, so she simply glared at him instead.

There are acquaintances there.

She became much less aloof and more approachable.

"Would you like to go out for dinner together after tonight?" Kitahara extended an invitation.

Yuuka Takasaka pursed her lips and refused, giving him a sidelong glance: "You already have a girlfriend and you still dare to flirt? Aren't you afraid she'll get angry? Forget about dinner, I have to go back to Tokyo tonight, I have some things to do tomorrow night."

"Then let's have a meal together another time when we're free," Kitahara said with a smile.

"I know, I'll come out if I have time." Takasaka Yuuka smiled, a smile as serene and dignified as a rare orchid in a secluded valley.

She laughed heartily and left, leaving Kitahara with a beautiful silhouette.

Like the second young lady. In fact, Takasaka Yuuka's figure is even more distinctive; her shapely buttocks, enhanced by her status, possess a forbidden beauty.

Kitahara watched her retreating figure for a while, recalling what Yuuka Takasaka had just said.

I have some things to do tomorrow night.

He had a pretty good idea of ​​what it was.

After all, she was about to be dragged by her younger sister, the second young lady, to appear in front of Yuuka Takasaka and announce their 'relationship'.

Kitahara was quite looking forward to seeing what kind of expression she would make.

"Then I wish you all the best in your work," Kitahara said, before leaving with Nakamaki Miyoko to wander around.

Miyoko Nakamura hadn't spoken, silently assessing the woman before her, her heart filled with astonishment.

Kitahara, the female president of the Takasaka Group, knows him.

A sense of awe settled in my heart, and my reverence for Kitahara deepened.

Kitahara was unaware of Nakamaki Miyoko's thoughts, but even if he had, he would have smiled and said, "Your future won't be any worse than hers."

After wandering around for a while, Beiyuan was surrounded by many entrepreneurs.

Many of these people are graduates of prestigious universities with impressive resumes.

Nevertheless, the competition remains brutally fierce.

Looking at this scene, Miyoko Nakamura sighed, "If it weren't for you, I would probably be one of the people in this exhibition hall right now."

"That's how making money works: if you don't act like a pushover at the beginning, how can you expect to become rich later?" Kitahara said.

He did have investment plans, but after a long time, he still couldn't break free from the task, so he decided to give up.

The investment industry is a very complex and murky field.

Kitahara felt he lacked the ability, so he chose to be more conservative.

in the afternoon.

Kitahara and Nakamaki Miyoko went mountain climbing.

Arashiyama is not very high in altitude, but the scenery is unique. Walking halfway up the mountain and looking down, you can see the various beautiful views of the ancient capital.

This trip was quite arduous.

To Kitahara's surprise, the seemingly delicate Nakamaki Miyoko was not blushing or out of breath.

Faced with his questioning gaze, Senior Sister Zhongmu tilted her head slightly and said, "I went to the gym to train specifically to attract men, so this level is nothing."

As she spoke, she proudly showed off her abs.

She does have a great figure.

Her high, firm legs stretched her sports bra to its limit, and she wore hot pants that accentuated her long, white, shapely legs, making her buttocks appear even more plump.

Kitahara looked at Nakamaki Miyoko and couldn't help but swallow hard.

He recalled seeing Takasaka Yuuka's shapely buttocks that morning; that kind of elegant, mature woman was truly unforgettable.

And now.

The senior student from the Central Academy of Agricultural Sciences was no less impressive than her, and even had a touch of youthful innocence.

"It looks good!"

"nice."

Miyoko Nakamura said with a grin, "I spent a lot of time practicing this."

Then she noticed that Kitahara was staring intently at her breasts.

He tilted his head slightly and smiled smugly.

She wore loose-fitting sportswear up the mountain, including her underwear. Most importantly, it was very lightweight, making it easy to put on and take off.

No one was around.

Miyoko Nakamura suddenly turned her eyes around, "Little brother, this place is quite deserted."

"It's very deserted."

Kitahara nodded, and then saw Nakamura-senpai come over, along with the pleasant fragrance wafting over, refreshing and delightful.

Miyoko Nakamaki straddled him, her ample breasts pressing against Kitahara's face, her voice melodious and elegant: "So, is there anything you want to say?"

The buttocks felt soft and yielding.

As he swiped up and down, the wonderful sensation made Kitahara sigh involuntarily. This enchantress really knew what men needed.

This is absolutely terrible.

(End of this chapter)