I'm Ornn, and I'm about to be beaten to my knees by the Man-eating Horse Girl!

"Here, this is the rare material I found for you. It contains all the reference materials that I could borrow from all the major families. If you memorize all of this, I guarantee you'll pass the written test!"

Seeing the smug look on the man in green's face, Orn immediately realized that the man clearly wanted some benefits.

He pondered for a moment and said, "If that's the case, then what will be the price?"

"The price... hey, no need to make it sound so heavy,"

The man in the green shirt suddenly changed his demeanor; he sat up straight and placed the table in front of him upright.

He rested his chin on his hands, staring intently at the young man in front of him with a wolf-like gaze, and said, "That girl with the reed hair, the shoes she's wearing should be related to you, right?"

"No, it wasn't just those shoes. Brother Beidao has shown me many powerful and exquisite works that far surpass the craftsmanship of ordinary artisans,"

"Although Brother Kitajima is trying to cover it up, hmph, I, Satomi Kawatsuru, also have my own channels, so it's relatively easy to find out where these things are produced."

As he spoke, he rubbed his thumb and forefinger together.

"As long as I have towa (money), I am invincible."

Satomi Kawatsuru looked at Orn, who still had a youthful appearance, and instantly his seasoned aura, honed in the business world, pressed down on him.

How could a seemingly reclusive genius blacksmith possibly withstand the intimidating aura emanating from a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood?

For both sides in a negotiation, presence and charisma are among the most important bargaining chips.

If we can intimidate the other party and seize control of the entire negotiation, then victory is only a matter of time.

A glint of shrewdness flashed in Satomi Kazuru's eyes. To this businessman, the young man before him was nothing short of a super dollar printing machine.

If this technology were to fall into the hands of the Satomi family... Hmph, what a load of bull! I don't even put that seven-crowned emperor in my eyes!

Moreover, if I could get this boy's help, I could even make the Satomi family the Wall Street of Japan!

MAKE LIJIAN GREAT AGAIN!! (King of Knowledge Accordion)

Filled with immense revenge and dreams, Satomi Kawatsuru looked up at the young man before him, hoping to see panic in his eyes.

But he was wrong. The young man's eyes were very calm, and his aura seemed to have no effect on him at all!

That feeling... was it like a continuous, silent mountain range?

Orn spoke up, "Hmm... you've talked for so long, so what exactly is the price?"

"How many towals you have, or how many korlos you have, is none of my business."

"All I care about is how to get those documents you have. I'm very busy right now. If you're here to show off your wealth, then I don't have time to argue with you any further."

A brief silence fell over the carriage; even the driver and his secretary in the front seats quieted down.

Since Satomi Kazutsugu took over the family business, under his wise leadership, the company has continuously seized opportunities for development, acquiring several leading companies in the gaming industry of similar size.

Satomi Group is probably at the pinnacle of the entire Japanese game industry right now!

No one has ever spoken to the chairman of the Satomi Group like that, and no one dares to speak like that!

But this young man did just that. Not only did he do it, but he even managed to create a situation where he was on par with the chairman in terms of momentum!

Satomi Kazuru changed his demeanor, staring intently at Orn. ​​He then abandoned all pretense of authority and, treating Orn as an equal, stated the "price."

“Aoun, I apologize for my previous rudeness. Now I would like to invite you to join the Satomi Group as a partner. One of the rewards is this information.”

Upon hearing this condition, Orn frowned slightly, but Satomi Kawatsuru seemed to have guessed his thoughts and continued, "Of course, I don't mean that you should immediately move out of Kasamatsu and into the Satomi Company Building in Tokyo."

"Specifically, I want you to create two legendary standard [Final Match] suits, as well as two sets of complete training equipment."

“If the training equipment is of the same grade as that girl with the gossamer feathers, I am willing to pay 300 million yen to buy the whole set of training equipment.”

"Furthermore, if you successfully obtain your trainer certification later, I hope you can come to the training grounds to meet the two young ladies of the family. At that time, I will hire you with a salary three times that of a senior trainer in Central Treson."

"Of course, if you have any special requests, the Satomi family will give them priority."

Satomi Kazuru spread his hands and smiled, "Well? This time, my sincerity should satisfy you, right?"

The atmosphere inside the car gradually relaxed as Chairman Satomi's gentle voice rang out, and the driver and secretary in the front seats couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

With such a generous investment, this young man should accept it now if he's sensible.

But what Ornn said next made them anxious again.

"It does sound impressive. As a member of a new generation of chaebol board members, you have shown great sincerity towards a relatively unknown junior."

"But... I refuse."

Orn laughed: "My favorite thing to do is say 'no' to those arrogant people!!!"

Chapter Seventeen: Dare to Steal My Partner?

"Refuse? But... why!?"

Satomi Kazuru looked up, puzzled. At first, he thought the young man in front of him was playing a trick on him, but after seeing the serious expression on his face, he realized that wasn't the case.

He quickly asked, "Is the payment not enough? If not, I can increase it!"

Orn shook his head, then said, "First of all, I am deeply honored that you have such high expectations for someone who hasn't even systematically studied trainer knowledge."

"Therefore, similarly, I cannot accept your expectations before I successfully obtain my trainer certification. This does not align with the trust between seller and buyer, does it?"

Satomi Kazuru was stunned, only to hear Orn continue, "I am willing to forge the highest quality [Final Victory Suit] that I can currently craft in exchange for that data. Of course, you will need to provide the materials for crafting that Final Victory Suit yourself."

"If, after I successfully obtain my trainer's license, the young lady of the Satomi family wants to become a racehorse girl, and I happen to become a trainer, and you still haven't changed your mind by then, I will naturally be willing to become the trainer of the young lady of the Satomi family."

"If you want to forge training equipment, I can sell it to you at market price."

"On the other hand, if I believe a buyer is not qualified to use an item I have forged, I will not sell any item to them."

"So, do you agree to these terms?"

The reply was reasonable and appropriate. Although the young man before me still showed some roughness and arrogance in handling details, this was precisely the aura of a genius.

Satomi Kazuru closed his eyes. If those good-for-nothing children in the family had half the composure of the young man in front of him, his hair probably wouldn't have turned white so quickly!

He nodded in satisfaction and said, "In that case, I wish us a pleasant cooperation."

Orn smiled and replied, "Of course, it's a pleasure to work with you."

After adding the other person's phone number, watching the young man calmly step out of the car, Satomi Kawatsuru couldn't help but sigh, "Heroes have always emerged from among the young! What a pity, what a pity he's not a child of the Satomi family!"

The secretary in the front seat covered her mouth and chuckled, "It seems our chairman is in a good mood today?"

"Excellent, that's quite excellent!"

The middle-aged man in green laughed as well: "It was definitely worth my trip from Tokyo this time. Geniuses naturally have the privileges that come with them. It's already a success that we were able to reach this verbal agreement with him."

The secretary asked curiously, "Why don't you sign a written agreement with him? Wouldn't that be safer?"

Satomi Kazutsugu shook his head and said, "No, if I present a written agreement, that young man will probably just leave."

"To conclude a contract in such a solemn manner on our first meeting—that young man isn't an idiot; he won't be intimidated by this move. Ha, the moment he sees the contract, he'll definitely try to bargain with me like a businessman,"

"Although I was confident that I could gain an advantage in the details, judging from our subsequent friendly cooperation, this was entirely a negative impact."

"This young man is no ordinary person; he's far better than those stupid pigs in my house!"

The secretary said somewhat awkwardly, "But no matter what, the young master is a promising young talent who came out on top in the trainer simulation test. Aren't you going a bit too far?"

"Yes, the brat did well on the exam, but his character is destined to prevent him from going far. He's arrogant, rude, and bullies the weak. Sigh! These are common problems among the newly emerging aristocracy!"

"Ultimately... it's all because of my incompetence as a father. Even with Dia and the Crown, I..."

Satomi Kazuru looked somewhat dejected. Because he was often away from home, constantly on the go, his upbringing had naturally suffered.

As a newly emerging elite family, the Satomi family is not adept at managing family affairs. Compared to the Mejiro, Symbol, First, and Airi families, who have a long history of accumulation, their experience in this area is far too weak.

This has led to a huge polarization in the education of the family's offspring. The daughters are all well-behaved and sensible, but the sons... are always fighting and can't find peace.

The secretary noticed the president's self-blame and quickly comforted him, "Don't be too sad. The young master is already an adult. If he gets into Central Teresa, the environment there will definitely temper him, and he will surely shine with the brilliance of the Satomi family!"

Satomi Kazuru said with a wry smile, "That's all I can hope for. I just don't know if those three million gods will grant me that favor."

He turned his gaze to the two constantly twitching ears peeking out from the driver's seat and asked curiously, "Xiaoli, what do you think of that young man? Every time your ears twitch like that, it means you're very interested in something."

"But Xiaoli, aren't you a draft horse rider? You're a soldier, so why are you interested in that young man?"

"Sir, please stop making fun of me."

The female driver, referred to as Xiaoli, coughed lightly and, after a slight hesitation, replied, "You might not believe it, but that young man's skills are quite impressive, perhaps... about the same as the captain of the unit I used to serve in."

The secretary asked in surprise, "Even better than you? But... but I remember you used to be in the anti-drug police special operations unit, Xiaoli! That's the hardest police force to join, a unit mainly composed of female officers!"

The driver didn't turn around; she seemed to be recalling the young man's actions, then sighed softly, "Impressive. From the moment he got in the car, his whole body was on edge, and he avoided the exhaust vents and the holes for drinks behind the seats as much as possible, ensuring he was in the best position to react quickly in case of an emergency."

"Sir, he didn't drink the beverage you just offered him. Ever since he got on the bus, his right hand has been tightly gripping something."

"I felt that it wasn't a gun, but a blunt weapon, but I couldn't say for sure what it was."

Satomi Kazutsuku laughed and said, "So, he's treating us like the leader of a kidnapping gang?"

"Haha, how interesting! This young man named Orn possesses the casting skills of a legendary medieval European craftsman, the youthful vigor and ambition, and the wisdom of a recluse living in seclusion."

"Heh, it seems a new trend is about to sweep through the Japanese horse racing world, isn't it?"

The atmosphere in the carriage became more relaxed. Satomi Kawatsuru picked up his suddenly ringing phone and answered, "Hmm? Kitajima-kun? Why are you calling?"

Before he could finish speaking, Lao Bei roared on the other end of the phone, "You bastard!! Why did you go to Kasamatsu in person?! Did you secretly investigate his background?!"

"Oh, Beidao-ge, don't get so worked up. We can talk things over, right?"

"Discuss? Discuss my ass!"

The deafening volume made Satomi Kawatsuku instinctively hold the phone further away. Kitajima, true to his underworld roots, was using such offensive language, directly insulting the other party's entire family—a level of rudeness Satomi hadn't heard in a long time.

He coughed lightly and explained, "Brother, I'm not worried that you'll be scammed, and I didn't set any traps for that young man! Don't worry, this share is definitely yours!"

"As the younger brother, all I need to do is follow behind my older brother and enjoy the soup!"

Hearing him say that, Kitajima Rokuro's anger on the other end of the phone subsided considerably.

He sighed, "Hey bro, Ornn just called me. We mustn't rush things and scare him away!"

“Brother, I’ve known him longer than you have. Although he seems quite amiable, once you cross his bottom line, not even ten donkeys could pull him back!”

"Don't bother him again until he gets his trainer certification, understand?"

Satomi Kazuru agreed, "Of course, I think the same as you, brother. No matter how much we value him now, we have to wait until he gets his trainer's license."

"Don't worry, with the materials I gave him, he'll definitely have no problem with the written exam! As for the interview, we'll see how it goes. I reckon he'll get his certification in about two months, right?"

Beidao hesitated for a moment, then asked, "However... I am a little worried. What if Orn decides to stay in the south? The training facilities here are far too outdated. Even with his technical help, the training effect will be far behind that in the central region. This..."

Satomi Kazutsuku, however, thought differently. He smiled and said, "Don't worry, Kitajima-nii. If he can really get his trainer qualification certificate, I'm afraid Central Treson won't let such a talent slip by."

"Soon, won't that [Emperor] be heading to various places in Tressen to search for geniuses? There will be opportunities then."

He paused for a moment, then continued, "If there's no opportunity, we can create one for him."

Bei Dao was silent for a moment, then agreed, "In that case, let's see if this young man is really capable or just a paper tiger."

After hanging up the phone, the dark green sedan disappeared into the late night in the countryside of Kasamatsu.

Chapter 18 Using Backdoors

Inside a three-story detached house by the highway, Orn began to review his spoils.

As expected of a rising star in the business world, Satomi Kawatsuru wasn't lying to him; these books and materials were indeed worth the price of a winning outfit.

The extremely thin booklet that he first showed me turned out to be just the table of contents and introductions of this large stack of books.

Referring to this catalog, Orn began to systematically study the basic knowledge that a trainer should possess.

Trainers are true all-rounders and versatile warriors. They not only need to pay attention to the physical condition of the horse girls at all times and avoid possible injuries, but also double as babysitters, psychologists, punching bags, stable sources of positive emotions, competition planning, and the trainer's main job—training.

'So, the trainer's priority isn't training itself, but this whole bunch of miscellaneous things? It seems this trainer is quite different from what I expected?'

Orn continued reading as he pondered this.

The skills required of an excellent trainer include accurately assessing the horse girl's foot condition and arranging corresponding training accordingly, determining the training limits that each horse girl can withstand, and avoiding potential crises during training.

Training a trainer with all of the above skills typically requires three years of training, followed by a long period of practical experience accumulation, which may ultimately take close to seven years.

Fortunately, Ornn possessed one more talent than ordinary people: the hammer that had become one with him.

By treating the horse girl as a rough diamond, Orn can easily discern her foot quality, physical strength, training limits, and potential hidden problems.

Just like how he had Xiaoli repeatedly rinse those two areas with hot water, it's essentially the same principle as forging a steel billet from different angles to make it more compact. The purpose is to make her body better adapt to the forging process.

Being able to clearly grasp the physical condition of the horse girl already surpasses the vast majority of trainers; all he needs to do now is brush up on his training knowledge.

"Hmph, it's just taking Japan's college entrance exam, why bother with it!"