When the elevator door with a cold light slowly closed, Kimizuki looked at Heiichi Irie with a heavy expression. While no one else was present, he asked a question he had been worried about after leaving the printing factory.

"Iriejiangsang, the funds for the revision of the dictionary..."

"Ah, you don't have to worry about this."

"But there is a printing factory..."

"Don't worry, this little money is nothing to Kotanshe. As long as you talk to the director of the Dictionary Bureau, you will definitely be able to take it out."

His words were very confident, but the fatigued posture he showed inadvertently made Shimizu suspect that he was just forcing himself to force himself.

But when it comes to this level, I can no longer ask. Kiyoshimizu could only nod in silence and watch the elevator stop on the floor where the dictionary bureau belongs.

After getting off the elevator and walking in the empty corridor, he suddenly noticed that the dictionary bureau today seemed to be a bit strange. Someone walked out of the office next to him and saw that the two of them had retreated again, and did not forget to close the door tightly.

Even though he caught a few familiar gazes behind the glass on both sides, when Shimizu looked back, he was left with only dodging eyes and slightly shaking his head.

Before he could find out the source of the strange atmosphere, Irie, who was walking in front, had already pushed open the door of the Japanese dictionary class, and the scene of two groups of people confronting each other suddenly appeared in front of him.

In the room full of information, there were several people in black suits standing there, surrounded by middle-aged men sitting on chairs. Among those suits, Shimizu Tetsu recognized Kamisaki Satoshi with a arrogant look on his face.

On the other side, it was a little thin, only Shuya Ishii.

"Leader Irijiang!"

Ishii first noticed the change at the door and shouted.

Irie ignored him, but met the sight of the man in the other side.

A few seconds later, Irie Yen bowed slightly and said, "Director Asahi."

Is he the director of the Dictionary Bureau? Kiyoshi Shimizu felt a little confused, but he also understood that this was not a place where he could speak. He just closed the door and blocked the searching sight outside, stood behind Irie, watching the changes in front of him.

"Oh? It's Irie Director," said Director Adachi, who seemed to have not noticed the air indoors at all, and his tone was relaxed, "It's working hours now, where have you been?"

"I went to a printing factory in the suburbs to discuss papers for dictionaries."

"So? Is there any result?"

"Overall, it's nothing, but if we can invest more funds, they can provide better paper. Director, regarding this money, the dictionary bureau..."

"Stop," the director raised his hand to interrupt Irie's words, and he stood up from the chair, his tone became a little heavier, "Iriejiangsang, I'm not here to discuss this with you today."

He shook his body and came to Irie.

"The bureau has decided to cancel the revision plan of the Japanese Dictionary!"

The completely unexpected news made Kiyomizu stunned. He turned his head and noticed that Shuya Ishii looked confused. Izui was also frozen in an instant, his fists were clenched, and a few blue veins popped up from his neck.

"Director Adachi, wasn't this matter left to the board of directors to discuss?"

“What I announce now is the final decision of the board of directors!”

Irie staggered and took a step back. The director rushed forward and slapped Irie on the shoulder with one hand, but his face was abnormally kind.

"Iriejiangsang, I know this revision is very important to you. But you also need to understand that after the bubble economy burst, our business conditions of Kaandanshe have always been bad, and this year's earthquake has been a major blow. To be honest, I don't want to cut off the revision plan of the "Japanese Dictionary", but from the perspective of the company, this is a problem that cannot be done."

"Director Adachi," although his fingers were trembling, Irie still spoke forcibly, "The sales of our "Japanese Dictionary" have begun to rise."

"I saw sales statistics, but even if this trend is maintained, how many can it be in the end? Even if the revision is completed, how many can the new dictionary be sold? It is impossible to surpass "Da Cilin" and "Guang Ciyuan".

Shimizu Tetsuki noticed that Ishii's face was a little angry.

The director was still talking.

"If you take a step back, what can you do if you sell it to that level? Now the market for Japanese dictionary has begun to shrink. If you have the time and money, it is better to do more profitable projects, such as railway dictionaries, idol dictionaries, etc."

"By the way, I forgot to notify you that the bureau plans to reorganize the department and dissolve the Japanese dictionary class. But Irie, don't worry, our dictionary bureau will not do anything like layoffs, there will always be positions for you."

He patted Irie on the shoulder, as if he was saying that the matter ended here, but was pulled by Irie the moment he turned around.

"Director Adachi, I don't care whether I will be dismissed, but if I have to disband the Japanese dictionary class, please make sure to leave it after the revision is over, please!"

As he said that, Izui bowed deeply.

The director paused for a few seconds, as if he was enjoying the scene, and after a moment he forced him up, a softer smirk on his face.

"Don't say such despicable words, we still have a lot of things that need you. However, the dictionary has been revised to this point, so it's normal for you to not let go. Then..."

He turned around and looked at the few black suits standing there, "The information in this office is the result of Irie Jiangsang's hard work. You can move all of this to the underground warehouse and be careful, and you don't know when it will be used in the future."

Finally, he said to Satoshi Kamisaki, who was ready to go, "Kanzaki, you are familiar with this place, so you can command it."

"Okay."

"Kanzaki, you!"

Facing Irie's anger, Sora Kamisaki pulled the corner of his mouth and spread his hands as if he was sneering.

"Irieangsang, I am just the executive director's order. I can't blame me even if things come to this point."

"Okay, OK," the director blocked Irie, who was about to come forward to stop him. "You are in your forties, so let them young people deal with it here."

He called out, and a few more people came in and watched Shimizu Tetsu and others firmly.

As if he had planned it, the person who was carrying the information moved quickly, and soon the room was completely empty, leaving only scattered paper pages.

Irie's expression also turned from anger to depressedness, and her whole body was shrouded in darkness, as if she was completely numb.

The director nodded with satisfaction: "This is almost done. Without these trivial matters, Irie Jiangsang can also go back and have a good rest for a few days. The bureau will make new arrangements for you at that time."

Before leaving the door, he seemed to have noticed Shimizu Tetsu standing beside him.

"Which department are you from? Why haven't I seen it before?"

Shimizu Tetsu naturally didn't bother to answer, but there were always some people who loved to be attentive.

Kamisaki Sora approached with a smile on his face: "He is a student who came to Waseda for internship, mainly for the purpose of revising the dictionary..."

As he said that, he glanced at Qingshuichi and lowered his voice: "It's actually..."

"Oh," the director suddenly realized and narrowed his already narrow eyes.

"Since the dictionary revision has been cancelled, there is no need for internships. You..."

Shimizu Tetsu watched him turn toward him.
Chapter completed!