After my divorce, I became a Tokyo literary giant

Chapter 37 The noble and cold queen is punished again

It was two o'clock in the afternoon, just after lunch break.

In the sales department's office area, everyone had just returned to their workstations and the atmosphere was still quite solemn.

"Everyone, let's have a small meeting." Director Ogasawara of the sales department called his employees together.

There are six employees in the sales department, but only five are here.

"Where is Tazaki?" Minister Ogasawara looked around.

"In the Queen's Office, right?" Watanabe Nagase said enviously.

"Then let's not wait for him. Let's have a meeting." Minister Ogasawara didn't dare to care about the Queen's male favorite. He turned around and wrote a number on the whiteboard.

【3800】

The employees in the sales department were all looking at the whiteboard.

"These are the sales figures for 'Aoba' before noon. The situation is not optimistic." Director Ogasawara's expression was serious as he wrote another number, 10, with a gel pen. "This month's 'Aoba' had an initial print run of 10 copies. A full 5 copies were released to bookstores on the first day. Now, after this morning, only 3800 copies have been sold. It's a dismal figure."

The director's expression was serious and gloomy, and the employees looked at the whiteboard with frowns on their faces.

“Why do we need to print 10 copies this month?”

"Last month, we only sold a little over 4 copies. Printing 10 copies this month is too risky..."

"The company's cash is almost exhausted. If we print so many bottles that can't be sold, won't that just increase inventory pressure out of thin air..."

"Does the Queen have any plans?"

"I haven't seen the plan, but I might be blindly radical..."

The employees below were talking among themselves. The sales manager's eyes unconsciously showed some fatigue. Rubbing his temple, he said, "Everyone, I can tell you responsibly that if the performance does not improve this month, the company will definitely not be able to hold on."

"what?"

Everyone's heart skipped a beat; the thing they were most worried about was about to happen.

"If you want to keep your job, you should all focus on sales this month." Director Ogasawara clapped his hands and reassured everyone, "The situation isn't irreversible yet. As long as we can sell 5 copies this month, the company can still operate, so everyone, work hard."

This kind of polite talk is actually of little use, and the employees present still look as pale as death.

The decline in sales of traditional literature, paper books, and paper media is an inevitable result of the development of the times.

Even if everyone works hard to get through this month's difficulties, what will happen next month?

Next month is over, and there’s the month after that…

Every month could be the last month, okay?

Unless a superhero appears who can save the company from collapse and go against the tide of the times, the collapse of Aoba Society is inevitable...

After the meeting, everyone returned to their respective workstations.

Those who were not in the mood to work were checking Twitter on their phones, watching with great interest the literary melee that had just taken place.

For most people, writers are like bright stars, a distant and unreachable existence.

For those in the industry, literati don't have much appeal.

After close contact with literati, you will become demystified by this group, because what is noble is always the person, not the status or profession.

"Professor Fujimiya is old, but his fighting ability is still so strong."

"This old fogey is so mad at his own daughter that she can't even write anymore. If I had a father like him, I'd probably die with him."

"Isn't this Takahashi the leader of the classical school?"

"He's not a good person either." Watanabe Nagase said affirmatively.

"How to say?"

"The dean of the Faculty of Literature at Kyoto University took advantage of his position in the classical school to promote his daughter, who has average literary talent, into a talented female writer in the literary world. Abusing his power for personal gain is one of the worst things he has done. He also has the scandal of sexually harassing students..." Watanabe Nagase acted as if he knew everything.

"That's great! It would be so cool if I had a dad like this..."

"Wake up, you're just a passerby who was squeezed out by his daughter..."

"Hey, who do you think this Mishima is?"

"I haven't heard of him. Is he a blank slate writer?"

"Why do I feel like I've seen this name somewhere..." Watanabe Nagase murmured, touching his head.

Everyone was eating melons and discussing, while sharing the news they knew with each other, when suddenly a hot search popped up.

[#The sequel to "Hear the Wind Sing", Mishima#] Someone clicked on it and screamed in surprise.

"grass!"

"what happened?"

"... Did Mishima publish an article in our magazine? It's 'Pinball in 1973' in this issue."

"What? Let me see!" Watanabe Nagase immediately opened the book "Aoba" in his hand, turned to the corresponding page, looked at the author's name, and a look of sudden enlightenment appeared on his face. "No wonder the name Mishima is familiar. It turns out I've read it before..."

Everyone opened the "Aoba" on their desks.

As they read and felt the rapid expansion of the popularity on the Internet, they immediately realized that the whole thing was a huge commercial hype... The plan was so secretive and so brilliant!
Even the employees themselves didn't know what was going on.

"so amazing……"

"It turns out the Queen had secretly planned everything..."

"What a masterful plan!"

"Praise the Queen!"

The entire Aoba Society was filled with praise for the Queen.

But what they didn't know was that the Queen was currently in her office, suffering a humiliation...

"Wipe it clean, don't leave any dust!" Tazaki Saku ordered condescendingly.

"Tsk!"

Maki Saionji gritted her teeth and suppressed her shame and anger.

Under the supervision of Tazaki Saku, she knelt on the ground with a rag in her hand and wiped the office floor.

She was wearing a vulgar and erotic maid outfit with a very short skirt, and her legs were covered with ultra-thin black suspender stockings with leg rings.

When kneeling to wipe the floor, the soles of both feet are clearly visible.

Through the thin black stockings of less than 10D, the pink and tender feet are more attractive than ever.

What a pair of exquisite and beautiful feet.

As a foot fetishist, Tazaki Saku was quite satisfied with what he saw.

I have to admit that punishing and humiliating a woman like Saionji Maki is really exciting.

The cold and strict queen was forced to become a maid to the man she once looked down upon, enduring all kinds of shameful training. Her noble and cold face showed an expression of shame and humiliation, but she was completely unable to resist...

Who can resist the feeling of revenge?

Tazaki Saku paused what he was doing and watched her wipe the floor intently.

Noticing his gaze, the toes on her jade feet all curled up slightly.

After a moment, Saionji Maki turned around and lowered her head to face him.

There was a hint of shame and anger in the depths of her beautiful and sharp phoenix eyes.

The way this brat looks at her, his elder sister, is becoming more and more bold and presumptuous!

I couldn't even raise my head in front of her before...

The timid feeling she had before had completely disappeared, and now he actually had a kind of power that wanted to dominate her...For the first time, the always arrogant Saionji Maki felt that she needed to protect herself in front of him.

The office is not big, so it doesn’t take long to mop the floor.

But it's late summer now, the temperature in Tokyo is very high, and there's no air conditioning in the office.

The setting sun began to fill the entire office.

It was as hot and stuffy as a steamer.

Maki Saionji has a physique that is easily moisturized. After rubbing it for half an hour, her whole body was covered with sweat.

I have been spoiled since I was a child. I have basically never suffered any hardship and have never done much housework. Even mopping the floor can make my back ache.

"asshole……"

"I'll make sure you look good in the future..."

Maki Saionji cursed inwardly, stood up and walked towards Tazaki Saku, quickly putting on a cold expression.

(End of this chapter)