Kuroko's Basketball: I'm not the boss?

Even though her opponent this time is Masako Araki, Reiko believes that nothing unexpected will happen.

As expected, after picking up the proposal and visually estimating its thickness, Masako put it back aside.

Reiko watched this scene and chuckled inwardly. If even Masako was like this, then what about Hikari, who was still a minor!

This recruitment is being handled personally by Reiko Tajima, so there will absolutely be no problems!

Chapter 142 Those Who Sell Their Heads for Profit

pia!

Masako snapped her fingers

Ok?

Lingzi was puzzled: What does this mean? Did they see that the proposal was too thick and simply not even bother to look at it? Then why did they snap their fingers?

Before Lingzi could even ask a question, suddenly, a figure emerged from a corner of the gym.

"Ms. Masako."

The man bowed respectfully to Masako, and then nodded slightly to Reiko.

"Thank you for your help, Uncle Okada."

Masako said something polite, then slowly got up, went to the water dispenser and poured herself a glass of water. She also poured a glass for Tajima Reiko.

Reiko took the water glass from Masako, but her eyes remained fixed on the man Masako called Uncle Okada.

At that moment, Okada had already picked up the proposal on the table, sat down on the edge of the sofa, took out a pair of glasses from his pocket, opened the first page, and began to read it word by word.

Reiko was stunned. She turned to look at Masako, who was leaning against the wall, looking completely bewildered.

Noticing Reiko's gaze, Masako took a sip of her tea and introduced Reiko, "Uncle Okada is my father's personal lawyer. I borrowed him to help review things, since I can't stand reading a single word of these proposals."

Upon hearing this, Okada put down the proposal in his hand, chuckled softly, and said respectfully to Masako, "Please don't say that, Miss Masako. It is my honor to work for the Araki family."

Seeing this, Reiko finally snapped out of her daze. She looked Okada up and down, and suddenly, a memory surfaced in her mind.

"Could it be that you are Okada Honta, the top lawyer in Tokyo... no! Japan, twenty years ago??"

Upon hearing this, Okada, who had just been engrossed in the proposal, put down the document again, stroked his stubble, and smiled at Reiko, saying, "What's wrong? Even such a young and beautiful lady has heard the story of this old man?"

Reiko shook her head, her eyes filled with admiration and surprise as she looked at Okada.

Twenty years ago, an extraordinary man, for reasons unknown, decided to rob an armored truck! He ultimately seized 2 billion Japanese yen (equivalent to approximately 100 million RMB).

Afterwards, the hothead was arrested on the spot by the police, and with complete witness testimony and physical evidence, the court sentenced him to 18 years in prison in the first instance!

However, in this seemingly unsolvable situation, a lawyer emerged out of nowhere, seized upon the oversight in the witness's testimony, discovered loopholes in the timeline, and ultimately accomplished this magnificent reversal, resulting in the defendant's acquittal!

From then on, that lawyer was unstoppable, frequently taking on highly difficult and complex cases. High fees and high returns became his trademarks. At the same time, he was also a "money-oriented" lawyer who didn't care about his clients' money. As long as you paid a lot of money, no matter if you were a murderer, a robber, or anything else, he would do his best to help you get off the hook. In a way, he was a very professional person!

"After that legendary lawyer took on another major case fifteen years ago and helped the defendant get acquitted, he disappeared without a trace, as if he had vanished into thin air, and has never appeared again."

Your Majesty's

Her tone was somewhat wistful as she looked at Uncle Okada, leaving the rest of her sentence unsaid: "Many people are saying that this legendary lawyer is most likely dead."

"Hoo ho ho."

Okada chuckled, looking at Reiko with a sigh, "I was too young and naive back then. All I thought about was making money, and I neglected so many other things..."

The wages of avarice is death.

When a highly talented lawyer abandons the bottom line of law and morality and helps evil forces escape the law for money, although the law may not necessarily intervene, someone will eventually take action.

Reiko nodded with deep feeling; she probably understood why this legendary lawyer worked for the Araki family.

In Japan, having offended a large number of influential figures in the legitimate world, only the Araki family, the head of the underworld, could save Okada.

At this moment, Masako suddenly clapped her hands, interrupting their conversation. She glanced at the two of them expressionlessly, her gaze finally settling on Okada.

"I'm sorry to interrupt your reminiscing, but we've gotten a bit off-topic. Uncle Okada, you should get back to work."

Okada paused, his expression immediately turning serious. He picked up the proposal on the table again and began working.

Reiko, watching this scene unfold, still felt a sense of unreality. This "legend," whose name she had only heard in industry reports before, was now sitting next to her, reviewing her project proposal. It was truly…

Ok? ? ?

Lingzi suddenly realized that this bigwig in the legal field wasn't joking around with her; he was actually checking the plan for loopholes and traps!

Oops!

Lingzi had a bad feeling. Although the proposal was given to her by the Chinese Basketball Association, she only glanced at it because it was not her major and did not find anything wrong with it.

But can she... compare to Okada Honta?

The thought of the man in front of her, someone who could find loopholes in countless seemingly innocuous cases, made Reiko feel uneasy. If Uncle Okada discovered some kind of "trap" on the spot, the situation would be very embarrassing.

Fortunately, the Chinese basketball team's defensive support is quite reliable.

About half an hour later, Okada closed the proposal, slowly took off his glasses, and under Reiko's nervous gaze, turned to Masako and said, "Ms. Masako, there's no problem."

"The compensation and other aspects were all within my prior knowledge, and there were no hidden clauses in the text."

call--

Reiko breathed a sigh of relief.

Thanks to the Chinese Basketball Association.

Masako nodded slightly and waved to Okada, indicating that he could leave.

When Masako sat down opposite Reiko again, her gaze softened somewhat.

If there's anything in this plan that's designed to sabotage Xiangyang, even Masako herself can't guarantee that Reiko will be able to leave this gym today.

Unbeknownst to him, his son escaped a calamity.

Not only Masako, but even Reiko now has more confidence.

"So, Miss Masako, we've shown you our utmost sincerity!"

Seeing Reiko regain her confidence, Masako pondered for a moment and said, "Since Uncle Okada said there's no problem, then there can't be any mistake, right?"

"But I have some personal questions to ask you."

Reiko made a gesture of listening attentively, waiting for Masako to continue.

"Xiangyang has no prejudice against China, but can you guarantee that no one in the Chinese Basketball Association, including the national youth team, has any prejudice against him?"

Masako narrowed her eyes slightly. If Reiko's answer to this question did not satisfy her, she would absolutely not agree to Xiangyang going to China to play ball.

Racial discrimination is a terrible thing, yet it's also very normal, so normal that most people don't think it's strange.

Was the first question really that pointed...?

Reiko's brow furrowed almost imperceptibly. She had naturally anticipated this question, but even so, it was undeniably a difficult one to answer.

"About this..."

Lingzi remained silent for a while before speaking, "Indeed, not everyone can like Mr. Xiangyang, but the addition of foreign players has happened before. I can assure you that if you want to play in another country, then China will definitely be the best choice!"

Reiko didn't lie to Masako or spout nonsense like "joining the basketball association means we're all family." She was genuinely honest with Masako, telling her that while some people might dislike Xiangyang, they would do everything in their power to protect Xiangyang's physical and mental well-being. Sincerity is always a powerful weapon.

Barely qualified...

Masako's expression remained unchanged as she continued, "Also, he is too young. After he arrives in China, I request that you arrange for someone to take care of his daily life."

Reiko: Huh?

“Um…Ms. Masako, this is not in accordance with the regulations.”

Lingzi felt embarrassed and muttered to herself: Isn't Masako being a little too considerate of him?

"Regulations are not a problem at all."

Masako shook her head firmly. As the eldest daughter of the Araki family and also the coach of Yangquan, she could not possibly go to China with Xiangyang. She really couldn't rest easy if no one looked after her.

"Or... should we hire him a nanny?"

Reiko asked cautiously, but Masako rejected her question as soon as she finished speaking.

"He doesn't speak Chinese, what if he gets scammed? Find someone you know, preferably a relative."

As Masako spoke, she took out a check and handed it to Reiko.

“I will cover the expenses. I will give you this amount every month to meet all his conditions. Any extra money will be your tip.”

Reiko was furious. As a top-tier reporter, even though she didn't earn much money in Japan, she didn't deserve to be insulted like this!

She angrily grabbed the check on the table, intending to tear it up like in the movies and leave Masako with a cool back view. However, she accidentally glanced at the amount on the check.

"Deal, Ms. Masako."

……

……

"His aunt."

(I'm back.)

The door to Shark Gym was pushed open

Xiangyang called out that out of habit, but he quickly regretted it.

Reiko, sitting on the sofa, had her eyes darting strangely between Masako and Hikaru.

If Reiko remembers correctly, in Japan, this kind of ceremony should be considered a homecoming.

That's what I shouted at the time.

Could it be that these two...

Lingzi was in a daze, her mind starting to fill in the blanks.

Masako calmly picked up the disposable water cup on the table and took a small sip, but judging from the degree to which the cup bent, she did not seem as calm as she appeared.

"Cough cough."

Xiang Yang coughed awkwardly and slowly walked over to sit down next to Ya Zi. If nothing unexpected happened, the woman sitting opposite him was the interviewee that Ya Zi had arranged for him.

Strange...this person looks kind of familiar.