Tokyo: There's something wrong with this counterattack system

Chapter 203 Was she kept by a sugar daddy?

7 p.m.

Kitahara attended the meeting and dined with Yuuka Kosaka until 10 p.m. before leaving, thoroughly enjoying himself.

This gathering.

He successfully persuaded Yuka Kosaka to agree to take him to meet the heads of major investment banks, and she was also willing to vouch for him. This meant that Kitahara had a lot of room to maneuver, with billions or even tens of billions of yen at his disposal.

It's 10 p.m.

Under the streetlights, Kitahara walked out of the hotel and said goodbye to Yuuka Kousaka: "Well then, see you on Sunday, Ms. Kousaka."

See you on Sunday.

Yuka Kousaka changed into an evening gown, a deep red one that beautifully showcased her figure.

Kitahara smiled slightly, a smile that made Kousaka Yuuka feel somewhat dazed.

She has met quite a few men.

But none of them were as young, handsome, and powerful as Kitahara.

This is also the time.

A spotlight flashed quickly, accompanied by a crisp click, as the paparazzi hiding in the corner captured the scene and then ran away.

"."

Both Kitahara and Kousaka Yuuka were somewhat speechless.

Unexpectedly, reporters were lying in on their location.

"I'll handle it?" Kitahara said casually, watching the reporter's departing figure.

"It's ok."

Yuuka Kosaka shook her head. She wasn't a celebrity and didn't need to care about her personal reputation.

These gossips and rumors have absolutely no impact on the president of the Kosaka Group.

She never relied on her looks to control the company.

Even if word gets out, at most it'll just be a saying: "President Kosaka is really playing the field, keeping a gigolo."

"Row."

Kitahara nodded.

At noon the next day.

He was interrupted from his work by a phone call from his close friend Yoshimizu, who shouted, "Are you being kept by President Kosaka?"

"Ok?"

Kitahara's expression was strange. He searched the news and found that the photos he had secretly taken yesterday were trending on social media.

and.

The angle of the shot was pretty good.

Kosaka Yuuka's classically elegant face was filled with reluctance, and her eyes were full of affection, as if she didn't want him to leave.

The title is also quite sensational.

'The Untold Story of a Female CEO and a Male College Student'

"Third-rate magazines like this always do this kind of thing." Kitahara rolled his eyes and ignored him.

Just like Yuuka Kousaka, who had no scruples.

He doesn't care about that; he's not someone who relies on fans for a living, so he's not afraid of his image collapsing.

but.

Netizens still really enjoy these kinds of rumors, and they create all sorts of stories about them.

Bei originally thought that the hype would naturally dissipate after a while.

Unexpectedly, the matter became increasingly heated, and by noon on the third day, Kitahara's identity was exposed. His company, the people behind him, and the netizens' description of him changed from "pretty boy" to "capable pretty boy."

"Damn, I thought he was just a gigolo, but I didn't expect him to be so rich. This is a powerful alliance!"

"Neon is completely finished."

"When rich people marry rich people, they only become richer."

Various opinions clashed online, and gradually, they got themselves into trouble.

"Something's not right. It seems like someone's pulling the strings." Kitahara realized something was wrong and quickly dialed Yuuka Kousaka's number.

"Yes, I know, someone is stirring things up." Yuuka Kousaka's expression was also somewhat unpleasant.

Should we step in and clarify?

Kitahara offered advice, but Kosaka Yuuka shook her head: "It's alright, let's leave it at that, this kind of news won't be reported again."

The female CEO was very firm in her stance.

On the same day, almost at the same time, all the publishing houses and media companies received the news and unanimously shut their mouths, not daring to mention the matter again.

Without a doubt, this is where Yuuka Kousaka put her power to the test.

She gave a clear warning.

At this point, no one would risk getting into trouble, and even if they did, it would be over quickly.

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Kitahara was witnessing the power of the conglomerate for the first time. This young lady of the Kousaka family was no pushover; she had quite a temper.

"It's over, but I'll have someone follow up. I'll let you know when I find the person who stirred things up." Yuuka Kousaka called, clearly dissatisfied, feeling that someone had deliberately framed her.

"Ok, I know."

After this incident...

Kitahara became quite popular in Tokyo for a while. He was already good-looking, and with the exposure of his assets, countless people suddenly became interested in his contact information.

Even at the university, a group of people asked Yoshimizu and Hideyoshi about him.

Every time Kitahara casually posts a picture on his WeChat Moments, his younger sister will post a cool and refreshing photo in the comments.

"What's going on? This isn't a little bluebird."

"I don't want to get sick if I sell it somewhere else."

Kitahara looked at his old posts, which were filled with comments from girls. Speechless for a moment, he finally decided to delete them.

but.

Before deleting all his posts, he left a few photos of himself looking good and sent them to Jishui.

"Hehe, let him be envious."

Kitahara smiled slightly and then buried himself in his work again.

The first week of August.

The United States has released its non-farm payroll and unemployment data.

"5 Centimeters Per Second" has been completed and is currently scheduling its release.

Little Green Tea has also started filming "Chocolate Lover," which is expected to take three or four months and will eventually be broadcast by TV Asahi, aiming to compete for prime time slots.

This is also the time.

Kitahara visited people at major investment banks and thoroughly established his reputation in Tokyo, although this was guaranteed by the female president.

Unknowingly.

The two were bound together by many things, so in his spare time, Kitahara would take the initiative to visit him to maintain their relationship.

at last.

The second week of August began on a Monday. After finishing his work at the company, Kitahara prepared to go to Kyoto. The situation was urgent, as local government officials came to his door, requesting his cooperation.

As the company president, Kitahara needed to meet with him personally.

but.

Before leaving, Kitahara still went to see the female CEO.

Inside Yuuka Kousaka's mansion.

Kitahara changed into slippers and happened to run into Kousaka Yuuka, who had just finished exercising. She had red lips and white teeth, and a healthy blush on her face.

"We've found out who it is."

"This person seems to be from Kyoto, and has some connection to you."

Yuuka Kosaka sent him a photo.

Kitahara glanced at it a few times, not quite familiar with it, and was just wondering what was going on when Nakamura Miyoko gave him a hint: "This is the owner of the mask company we contacted at the beginning."

Kitahara then remembered.

When he first arrived in Kyoto, he went to see a wealthy landowner named Kinoshita.

I guess their own mask factory is about to be squeezed out of business, so they're causing him some trouble.

"Should I go and give them a warning?" Yuka Kousaka asked with concern.

"No need. Even a powerful dragon can't suppress a local snake. Business matters should be resolved through business." Bei Yuan shook his head, silently noting the debt, intending to pay it back in the future.

"it is good."

Kitahara stayed here and had a meal.

As they were leaving, they ran into Asuka Kousaka, who had come to their door. "What are you doing here?" she asked, feigning surprise.

"We have business connections."

Kitahara said solemnly.

Asuka Kosaka, however, was skeptical, her face full of doubt: "What kind of connection could you possibly have with my sister? Are you also planning to build cars?"

“There is such a plan.”

Although it was just a lie, there was a moment when Kitahara was genuinely tempted.

future.

Nissan's cars will gradually decline and be replaced by new energy vehicles.

If you have the means, it's best to invest.

"Stop talking nonsense and explain yourself clearly."

"Xiangxiang!"

When the second young lady was pulling Kitahara to stop him from leaving, Kosaka Yuuka suddenly appeared at the door, her face serious: "I sent him, don't overthink it."

"elder sister!"

The second young lady stared in disbelief at the blushing face of Kousaka Yuuka, her worldview beginning to crumble.

Her gaze shifted between the two men, and she exclaimed in surprise, "You two wouldn't do anything outrageous behind my back, would you?"

"No."

Kita winked at the second young lady, then smiled and left.

The next day.

Kitahara packed his bags, said goodbye to his girlfriend, and set off for Tokyo.

This time, Sayuri Sato was also traveling with them. She was missing her mother a little, and since Kitahara was going on a business trip, they went out together.

Got off the plane.

It was lunchtime. Kitahara had lunch with Sayuri, took her home, and then went to the company alone.

The company is being managed by Zhongmu Meidaizi, and things are currently running smoothly. Meanwhile, Kitamura Yuji has run away and is said to have started a new business elsewhere.

Kitahara didn't care where he went.

When he comes back, he's going to completely reorganize the sales department, kicking out all the old factions and having those who don't want to leave offer their loyalty.

In the afternoon, he convened a meeting with all department heads.

Kitahara explained his needs, stating that he wanted to increase production capacity, and of course, he wasn't stingy with overtime pay. He generously spent a large sum of money.

Needless to say, the next step is to go all out.

But before that, Kitahara personally went to all the suppliers to make sure there would be no shortage of goods, because at this time, a shortage would be fatal.

Two days later, production capacity continued to increase, and the people recruited some time ago played a significant role.

The monthly financial statements haven't been released yet, but the data alone looks fantastic.

That being said, Kitahara was not optimistic. After all, this thing was not rare. If he could do it, others could too. It was just that being the first to try something new meant being ahead of the curve. As the first person to try something new, Kitahara could make a fortune.

Kitahara recently discovered that several trending news stories are following him, even though they've all come to Kyoto.

Helpless.

The only option is to reduce one's activity range.

morning.

Kitahara had just woken up when he saw Sayuri, dressed in a silk nightgown, sitting on the edge of the bed, looking down at him.

"what happened?"

Sato Sayuri said hesitantly, "My mother said she lost her job because of the flu, and she asked me if you could arrange a job for her."

Kitahara was taken aback and started flipping through the news.

as predicted.

Under this wave of impact, many people have lost their jobs and started staying at home like couch potatoes. It is obvious that future consumption levels will continue to decline.

In Japan, there's a technical term called the "lipstick effect," which refers to the decline in consumer spending during economic downturns.

"Online live streaming will become more and more popular. I wonder how things are going in Tokyo, and whether they can get a share of the pie."

"Short videos are all the rage now, and I don't know what's wrong with the programmers in Tokyo. They're not studying the algorithms. Maybe they should go over there and find a license."

Kitahara muttered to himself, then saw Sayuri looking at him expectantly and couldn't help but laugh, "How could I possibly disagree with Mom's request?"

Little Lily turned her face away shyly.

She felt a little embarrassed by Kitahara calling her "Mom" before they were even married.

The morning sun was shining brightly.

Kitahara didn't want to get out of bed, so he grabbed the female teacher's plump waist and pulled her into the bed: "Don't worry about that now. I've been so busy lately. You can rest with me for a while."

Xiaobaihe hummed in agreement, tied her hair up, and let her long ponytail hang over her shoulder: "Go to sleep, I'll stay here with you."

Sayuri knew how busy Kitahara had been lately.

He stroked the female teacher's delicate skin.

Kitahara took a deep breath of her fragrance: "School's on holiday right now, how about we take a trip to the Maldives? Consider it a vacation."

"I'm fine with anything, you decide."

Although they are not married yet, Sayuri has already become a qualified wife, and all decisions are made by Kitahara.

This is not good.

Kitahara still preferred Sayuri, who had her own opinions, so he patted her bottom with a smile and said, "I'll have to ask for your opinion too."

Xiaobaihe's buttocks are very fleshy.

With a snap, it made a crisp sound.

She exclaimed, half of her cheek already smudged with makeup, and whispered, "I'm fine with anything, even Hawaii."

"Hawaii won't work, it's too dangerous there, and they don't ban guns."

The two were speaking softly when footsteps sounded downstairs. Ah Xiu ran up and knocked on the door, saying, "Brother-in-law, Mom is calling you down for dinner."

Xiaobaihe instinctively replied, "Wait a minute, we'll go down later."

"Sister, you're here too? Let's come down together later." Ah Xiu replied and ran down by herself.

Xiaobaihe got out of bed, revealing her snow-white thighs, with her underwear faintly visible.

Kitahara watched the female teacher change her clothes.

Watch as she puts on a skirt, hooks up her stockings, and then uses the stockings to tighten her fleshy legs.

"Aren't you going to get up?" Xiaobaihe asked, puzzled, when she saw him looking at her.

"Help me put it on."

"What age is he? Still such a spoiled brat." Xiaobaihe sighed helplessly, walked to the bedside, and took out clothes for him to change.

While Kitahara was changing his clothes, he provoked Sayuri to glare at him with a coquettish smile.

She changed her clothes and became incredibly alluring.

At last.

Kitahara also couldn't control his desires. He grabbed Sayuri's leg with one hand, lifted it high, and made her do a split.

This position really tests the woman's flexibility.

Fortunately, Sayuri had some training, otherwise she really wouldn't have been able to handle it.

Kitahara lowered his head to kiss her, his erection slightly moving.

Xiaobaihe turned her face to the side, her brows furrowed, and gripped the corner of the desk with two fingers.

A woman's soft murmur could be heard, almost imperceptibly.

Outside the window was a pastoral landscape, inside was Xiaobaihe's cool and aloof face, and her restrained voice filled the air.

If he didn't have other things to do, Kitahara could have stayed here for a whole day.

The two of them stopped staying in bed, changed their clothes, and went downstairs to eat.

As soon as Kitahara sat down, his mother-in-law had already served him the meal and handed it to him. He took it without hesitation.

Sato Sayuri changed her clothes into simple casual wear, a white shirt that accentuated her beautiful figure.

When going downstairs.

She was still shaking her leg a little; it was because her legs were weak and she couldn't control herself.

Halfway through.

Sato Mayuko casually remarked, "It's about time you had a child. I'll help you take care of it. Yang Xi-kun, you need to work harder these days."

"I will."

Kitahara didn't realize what was happening and answered instinctively.

Subsequently.

He watched as Sayuri Sato's cheeks grew redder and redder until they became burning hot.

(End of this chapter)