Tokyo: There's something wrong with this counterattack system

Chapter 205 Office Romance

Early September.

The media offensive continues. Because of the large number of people who lost their jobs due to the flu, and because of the unscrupulous behavior of the mask companies, a group of people have indeed gathered and started to protest.

This situation directly prompted the government to intervene.

Left with no other choice
Local landowners like Kinoshita had no choice but to back down and lower their prices to the same level as Kitahara Company.

"What have you been doing so far?"

"It's too late to lower the price now!!"

It wasn't until their company signboard was smashed that they realized the situation had become serious. They quickly issued a public statement and pushed a vice president out to take the blame, but this still failed to quell public anger. According to Zhongmu Meidaizi's statistics, eight out of the eleven wards of Kyoto began boycotting their products.

Kyoto has a population of 1.5 million, which means that millions of people will be driven to buy products from Kitamoto Company (Kitahara changed the company name in his spare time), and face masks are a necessity during this period, used every day.

According to Beiyuan's rough estimate, the financial data at the end of September will increase several times, and Beimu's reputation is gradually growing.

The second day of September.

Kitahara took a plane back to Tokyo, and on the way, he went to see Sayuri Sato to apply for a leave of absence from school.

Going to school is a bit of a waste of time.

Later, when I have time and things have calmed down, I will come back to get a new graduation certificate and a degree. In fact, Kitahara wanted to try to buy a master's degree, but Sayuri strictly forbade it, so he had to give up.

morning.

Kitahara drove to Fukutokage, but when Sayuri entered, she looked at the group of people in front of her with a somewhat bewildered expression.

She recognized it very clearly.

Among those who came were the principal, the head of the board of directors, and the college director who was one year her senior.

"President Kitahara."

The principal of the affiliated school, Kitahara, is fifty years old and his name is Ando Takeshi. As soon as he saw Kitahara, his face broke into a wide smile, and he stepped forward to greet him: "Welcome, welcome."

"Excuse me, what is this?"

Kitahara frowned, a strange feeling creeping into his heart. After being photographed several times in Kyoto, he had developed a certain aversion to such occasions.

"Let me introduce myself, I am Takeshi Ando."

"Hello."

Kitahara shook hands with him and learned about the situation.

Seeking sponsorship.

Kitahara has gained considerable fame in Tokyo recently. In addition to his own considerable strength, he is also acquainted with people from Kosaka and various investment banks. He is a high-net-worth individual, so it is normal for him to seek sponsorships.

A few people strolled around the school.

"The school has always given preferential treatment to outstanding alumni. I've heard about this matter. President Kitahara wants to take a leave of absence, which is not a problem at all."

"Then trouble you."

Sayuri Sato followed beside her, her eyes filled with confusion.

Although I knew Kitahara had made some money, I didn't expect him to have such a high status that even the principal had to come out to greet him.

Leaving the North Peak.

After Kitahara took Sayuri back to the teachers' apartment, he went to the company to chat with Jingu Ryo.

result.

Not long after entering the company, I saw a middle-aged man I didn't know in Jingu Ryo's office. The two were talking, but Kitahara's administrative supervisor looked unhappy and impatient.

What is this?
Workplace harassment?

He hasn't even started harassing anyone, so how dare anyone else?

Kitahara was taken aback, then thought to himself, "How come Jingu Ryo, who is considered the second-in-command, can't even control her subordinates?" Without realizing it, his opinion of her dropped a bit.

Ultimately, she's not as good as Miyoko Nakamaki. Although this senior is a bit too scheming, she's definitely not someone who would be bullied by her subordinates.

'Knock knock—'

He knocked and came in, but before he could speak, he saw the middle-aged man looking displeased. He turned around and scolded, "Don't you know the rules? Don't bother the leaders when they're doing business!"

Kitahara didn't speak, but only glanced at him.

now.

This kind of person isn't worth talking to; there's no need to get angry.

Jingu Ryo had already stood up. "President Kitahara."

"President?!"

The middle-aged man jumped in surprise. Seeing that the newcomer was young, he assumed he was a subordinate, but it turned out to be his boss. He instantly realized the enormity of his mistake: "President Kitahara, it's like this, lately there have been some inconsiderate employees..."

Kitahara didn't even bother to look at him, and walked straight up to Jingu Ryo, "Go to my office to report the situation."

"Yes."

Jingu Ryo responded and followed Kitahara out of the office, leaving the middle-aged man looking at the two of them with regret.

It's been a long time since I've been to Tokyo, and my office has changed a lot.

The president's office in Kitahara was decorated quite beautifully by Jingu Ryo. Lush green succulents were placed on the windowsill, along with mahogany furniture and a tea set on the table. Jingu Ryo had heard that he liked to drink tea, so it must have been placed there specifically for him.

It's clear she's quite attentive in this regard; thoughtful women always give people a good impression.

Kitahara sat in a leather chair, making himself tea, while Jingu Ryo stood gracefully in her business attire, black stockings, and high heels.

Women in their thirties undoubtedly know how to dress themselves and are good at showing off their strengths.

Although Jingu Ryo didn't intend to pursue that path, her well-defined eyebrows, exquisite earrings, and cool-toned clothing all exuded a mature woman's unique intellect.

“That person is a planner from a big company. I just hired him recently and I plan to test his abilities.” Jingu Ryo first explained the scene just now, and then said, “Our company doesn’t have relevant experience, so we may need an experienced person to guide him.”

Kitahara hummed in response without saying anything, but her expression made it clear. Even if Jingu Ryo was stupid, she would know to get rid of this person. She coughed and said, "However, this person is of bad character, so I will arrange for him to resign immediately."

“Those planners who come from big companies are all very arrogant. They think the platform’s advantage is their own ability. It’s better to kick them out,” Kitahara said, trying to comfort him.

This kind of thing happened frequently in my past life, and it was even turned into jokes by netizens.

"I'm so sorry."

"Alright, let's talk about serious matters."

"We have recently trained more than a dozen new people, and one of them is performing very well. In just one month, he has gained 70,000 subscribers on YouTube."

At this point, Jingu Ryo's expression still looked a bit strange.

Because this person happens to be the landmine woman that Kitahara specifically asked him to take care of some time ago.

It can only be described as a coincidence.
"So fast? How did she gain so many followers?" Kitahara was somewhat surprised.

"You have a good voice and can sing."

Jingu Ryo recalled and couldn't help but praise: "This girl's voice is very clear and versatile. In addition, she is very familiar with various games, including visual novels, which has attracted the attention of many otaku."

It's still easy to make money off otaku.

"Take me to meet her in a few days."

"Okay president."

After Jingu Ryo left, Kitahara was bored, so he went out for a stroll and happened to run into a middle-aged man packing his luggage not far away.

As he packed up, he muttered under his breath, "This stupid company has no capable people at all. Nobody would want to stay here. I'm leaving!"

Kitahara smiled and ignored the man.

at noon.

He went to the law firm to have dinner with Hanaya Seiko. During the meal, they talked about the lawsuit against the two members of the Kousaka family. Hanaya Seiko said that it would be difficult to win the case against them, but Kitahara didn't care.

"Winning or losing doesn't matter, the point is to annoy them."

"I have one advantage: I hold grudges."

then.

The lawyer's letter was quickly delivered to the Kosaka family. The couple were furious when they saw it and began to vandalize the place, cursing Kitahara all the while.

Subsequently.

Yuuka Kousaka somehow heard about this and gave a veiled warning.

"If you dare to play dirty tricks on him, I don't mind playing along with you."

"Whose daughter are you anyway?!" the Kosaka couple shouted.

“Kitahara is my strategic partner, so naturally I must protect him.”

Yuuka Kousaka curled the corners of her lips into a smile.

The friends are fake; what they really mean is disgusting their parents.

She used Kitahara's hand to vent her anger.

In the afternoon, Chikawa Ryoka came to the company.

The reason is.

Jingu Ryo invited her to the company to mentor the new employees, and casually mentioned, "President Kitahara is back; he's in his office." It had been a long time since they'd seen each other.

Chikawa missed Kitahara a little, so he ran over excitedly.

She was still holding up the camera, and upon closer inspection, there were lines of comments lit up on the screen, with Chikawa Ryoka chatting with them intermittently.

Where is the streamer going?

Can I see your legs?

"You dare to go out at a time like this? You must take care of your health!"

As Chikawa Ryoka walked through the corridor and passed the office, she greeted Jingu Ryo. Jingu Ryo smiled and looked up in response. In that instant, the number of comments on the screen suddenly increased, and everyone became excited.

"What a beautiful auntie!"

"I love this kind of intellectual and mature beauty!"

"Wife, give me a V!!"

Ryosuke Jingu noticed her phone, but didn't realize it was being broadcast live. He simply smiled and said, "The president is waiting for you in his office."

Qianchuan Liangxiang responded and walked out of the office.

On the way, he didn't forget to take pictures of the company environment and answer questions from the live chat.

Among the questions asked, the most were about the work environment, the food, and the younger sister.

Chikawa Ryoka also showed her fans the office, which cost a lot of money to rent. The outside environment was very nice, with tall buildings, and the inside had been tidied up by Jingu Ryo, so it looked very green, fresh, clean and tidy.

This drew envy from netizens, as many people are unemployed during the flu season and especially desire such a work environment.

and.

The most important thing is that the salary is high enough.

Workers aren't afraid of hardship, they're afraid of suffering meaningless hardship.
Kitahara's company is among the top in the industry in terms of compensation, and of course, the standards for hiring are also very high.

"The company is still hiring. We need some editing, copywriting, and operations staff. Here are our HR's contact details. If you're interested, feel free to give it a try." Qianchuan Liangxiang was also doing her best to promote Beiyuan.

soon.

She arrived at the president's office door, and at that moment, the number of comments on the screen increased, most of them with a hint of secrecy.

after all.

The streamer promised before leaving that he wouldn't tell anyone about the live stream, which means that the subsequent conversation might reveal his true nature.

Netizens love to speculate about people with malice.

"Maybe a fat pig will appear."

"His attitude must be terrible; that's how my boss is."

Chikawa Ryoka chuckled to herself as she read the comments, thinking to herself that Kitahara wasn't fat at all, and had a great personality.

She opened the door.

The floor-to-ceiling window behind the door was open, and sunlight streamed in. Behind the huge wooden table stood a man, dressed in a well-fitting suit. He was tall and slender, and although his hair was unkempt, it fell perfectly over his handsome face.

The comments suddenly paused for a moment, then surged dramatically. Among Qianchuan Liangxiang's fans are many "mommy fans," so in an instant, everyone was drooling over the screen.

"So handsome, so handsome, so handsome!"

"Is this the president? I love him so much!"

"Slurp slurp slurp, hehehe, I can do it."

Kitahara was still signing when he suddenly heard a knock on the door. Someone pushed the door open and came in. Seeing that it was his girlfriend, he greeted her with a smile: "You're here. Come on in and have a seat. What would you like to drink? I'll make you something."

He was both surprised and delighted by the sudden appearance of his girlfriend.

"No, I'll just have water." In front of Kitahara, Chikawa Ryoka's voice unconsciously became sweet and cloying.

A long string of question marks floated across the screen.

Kitahara didn't realize she was live-streaming; he just noticed Chikawa holding up her phone, which seemed a bit odd, but they decided to get down to business.

For example, how to gain followers, basic monetization channels, how to establish a persona, and how to attract an audience.
Unfortunately, Qianchuan Liangxiang didn't quite understand either. Her path to success could be described as luck, so she could only make things up with him. Beiyuan pondered for a while, intuitively feeling that it wasn't feasible, and then fell into deep thought.
At this point, several dedicated fans couldn't stand it anymore and shouted in the live chat: "Get out of the way, let me do it!"

"Whatever I say, you say back!"

Qianchuan felt awkward for a moment, and seeing that Beiyuan remained silent, he coughed and began copying the answers.

She recognized the fan who made the comment.

This person had been an MCN for four or five years, and was proficient in copywriting, editing, and shooting. He was a versatile talent, but he was exploited by the original company, so he quit in anger.

"Monetization through advertising, selling goods, and live-streaming competitions."

With the added advantage, Qianchuan Liangxiang suddenly became more confident, and her tone became more assertive.

Kitahara couldn't help but applaud: "Amazing, as expected of Miss Chikawa."

Only the comments section was filled with question marks.

"???"

"I can not accept!"

"Could they have really promoted her?!"

Kitahara suddenly hummed in agreement, noticing that Chikawa Ryoka's screen was flashing text, and couldn't help but ask curiously, "What are you doing?"

"It's nothing!" Qianchuan was startled, but he was still not as quick as Beiyuan. He picked up the phone and looked at it curiously.

The screen was filled with comments, most of which were quite humorous.

At the same time, his face appeared on the screen. Fortunately, the system provided a flawless view from all angles, so he still looked handsome.

"lick lick lick"

"Mommy loves you!"

"Interested in wearing white socks? I can tip you!"

Kitahara immediately realized that his girlfriend was live-streaming. He frowned, then quickly relaxed, thinking that he hadn't done anything special and there was nothing to worry about.

He then greeted netizens with a smile: "Hello everyone, I am the owner of Xiaoqianchuan, my surname is Beiyuan."

"Hello, handsome!"

After interacting with the comments for a while, before turning off the live stream, Kitahara gave Chikawa a warning look. His girlfriend shrank back and remained silent.

This moment made the comments section burst into laughter.

"Haha, you're dead."

"The will to kill cannot be stopped."

After closing the live broadcast.

Soon, netizens investigated Kitahara's identity and were surprised to find that Kitahara was the same person who had been involved in a scandal with the president of the Kosaka Group not long ago, and that he was quite wealthy. Suddenly, even more people aspired to work for Kitahara's company.

According to the human resources department, hundreds more resumes were received in just one hour.

In Qianchuan Liangxiang's small group chat, someone exclaimed, "I'd heard about this handsome guy who's rich and good-looking, but I never expected it to be him."

The boy breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, Kitahara is young and rich, and they were really afraid that their ideal woman would be deceived by him. Now that they see that Kitahara is too high-level, they should pursue someone of equal social standing in the future, and they will not have any thoughts about their streamer.

On the other hand, after ending the live stream, Kitahara 'taught' his girlfriend a lesson.

He picked up Qianchuan, pressed her onto the sofa, and tickled her armpits until she begged for mercy, her face flushed.

en route.

Kitahara saw that Chikawa was already exhausted and slumped on the sofa, so he stopped.

"Is there any way to trick that online friend who was giving you pointers earlier into coming over here?" Kitahara stopped and asked.

Qianchuan Liangxiang said weakly, "That sister is short of money lately. If you want to find her, I can contact her."

"sorry to bother you."

After saying this, Kitahara spent some time cuddling with his girlfriend. Then, at 5 p.m., he waved his hand and announced that the company would have a team-building event that night, and they would go to a hotel for a lavish dinner.

It's a rare treat to come to Tokyo.

This move, which also served to reassure the public, instantly garnered widespread praise.

then.

The entire company of thirty or forty people set off in a grand manner for their hotel in Harajuku. It was a hot spring hotel with a very high price tag, but the service there was worth the price.

As for Jingu Ryo, he hesitated for a moment, then ran up to Kitahara and said, "Can I skip it today?"

"what happened?"

"My daughter is still waiting for me at home."

"What's the big deal? Bring your daughter along too." Kitahara said nonchalantly, opening the car door and inviting his girlfriend into the passenger seat. Then he said to Jingu Ryo, "Get in the car, I'll go pick up your daughter."

"what"

Finally, Jingu Ryo couldn't resist Kitahara's urging and was forced to get into the car.

(End of this chapter)