This report from "Weekly Manchu" obviously invited everyone to deal with it. Although the whole text does not use any offensive words, even Yamaaka Takashi, who is the mastermind behind the scenes, could not help but wonder whether Tanshe really hides the dark truth under its glamorous appearance.

After lying on the ground until his arms were sore, Yamaaka Takashi finally raised his neck tremblingly and looked at Yamaaka Hiroyoshi's expression behind the desk from bottom to top. However, when he saw the outline of his jaw, he lost all his courage and leaned over on the carpet and did not dare to move.

"Filial piety, stand up!"

Even though the few remaining self-esteem kept tingling with fear and the hotness on his face, Yamaaka Takashi still dared not disobey the man's orders behind the desk.

I struggled to get up, and another **** followed.

"Tell me, why do you have to attack Hayami Study?"

"…I heard that when the president was young, he was a mortal enemy of the president of Hayami Study..."

"I heard that? Who said it? You are the one who really has a grudge against Hayami Study!"

Another black shadow hit the face. Yamaaka Koto endured the pain and did not move. Yamaaka Hiroyi had no intention of letting go. Deep and shallow wrinkles appeared on his hideous face, revealing the fact that he was no longer young.

"It's okay to drive away Irie from the dictionary bureau. Kishida from the study has resigned for more than ten years. What does it have to do with you!"

Hiroyoshi Yamaaka slapped the table, and was furious.

"I didn't even shoot Zaijian's study to death. I was interviewed by "Weekly Wenchun". What do you, the director of the Literature and Art Bureau, eat? Do you know what the president looks like after reading this report?"

The president's expression, Yamaakana Takaya could naturally imagine, but... Looking at Yamaakana Hiroyoshi, Yamaakana's previous forced dissatisfaction suddenly emerged.

It’s all my responsibility if something goes wrong? At that time, you, the old guy, knew that the president and Hayamisuke had a conflict. You also knew the whole plan. If it weren’t for your acquiescence as a director, I could command the upstream printing factory and downstream middlemen? Can I reveal this? Can I bring so many people to write books?

At that time, I was very happy when the signing authors were added at the conference. Now I have to throw all the questions on my head?

Old guy, if you hadn't had some power, I would have...

Although he became more and more angry, Yamaakaya never dared to show this idea on the surface, but just tightened his body and stood there.

"How to remedy now, speak!"

Avoiding his gaze, Yamaaka Takashi's throat rolled several times before speaking timidly.

"I'll contact other companies to completely let Hayami study go bankrupt?"

"Idiot! Now that there are so many people watching, do you want us to confirm the fact that Tanshe suppresses small and medium-sized publishing houses?"

"That…"

When the tiger was spotted with prey, Yamaaka Ko couldn't help but tremble all over, his mind was blank, and he couldn't think of any way.

After a moment, his eyes disappeared and another low voice sounded.

"The key point now is not Hayami study room, but Shimizu Tetsu! If he hadn't said that at the movie press conference, even if it was "Weekly Wenchun", Humph! He wouldn't dare to arrange our Kotanshe casually."

"Then I'll take a few people to 'visit' him?"

"Silly Pig! If this method works, it will be your turn to tell me! His book "The Legend of the Boat" is now very popular, with Miyuki Miyabe and Kyoko Natsuhiko supporting him, and it is about to hit Naoki. In addition, Toho also came to join in the fun and insisted on announcing the news of the movie adaptation to help him cheer. At this time, do you want to be tough on him? Then the time comes, not only you, but I will resign and step down!"

"Father, then what do you mean..."

I don’t know if it’s because of the lack of iron or something else, Hiroyi Yamaakawa snorted again, and his short nasal sound scared Shanakawa filial piety.

"I mean, I still want him to speak now. As long as Shimizu Tetsu can take back that sentence in public... I just saw the study room, no one cares what they said. As for "Weekly Wenchun", there are some ways to teach them a lesson."

"Xiao, go and contact Shimizu Tetsu. Whether it is coercion, temptation or anything else, as long as he can let him go, it will be fine. In other words, even if he asks you to kneel down in the street and learn to bark, you... must do it for me."

"Yes! Father."

The increasingly fierce voice behind the desk made Yamaakatsu no longer dare to resist. He gritted his teeth and agreed, and after a while, he took a little courage.

"If he never nodded..."

"I never nodded... Humph! There are only paparazzi in Weekly Wenchun, so we don't have one! In this way, you contact the people from "Friday" and find the materials from Shimizu Tetsu. If you find them, give them to him and see if he doesn't agree, let "Friday" come out. I don't believe that anyone who works in literature has nothing to do with them. I don't believe that he can be as perfect as written in the newspaper!"

"Friday" is a weekly magazine under Kotanshe. In addition to publishing various photo photos, it is also keen on revealing various inside stories and gossips, and uses exclusive revelations as a selling point. For this reason, it has raised a group of superb paparazzi teams. With them, the method proposed by Hiroyoshi Yamaaka is indeed very feasible.

However, when Yamaaka Takashi heard this, he was suddenly stunned and then hesitated.

"Father, do you really want to do this? Is it too taboo to take photos of paparazzi stalking writers? According to the newspaper, Shimizu Tetsu was born in Waseda and there are a large number of people who support it later. If you are discovered at that time, you may anger half of the literary world..."

"Is there any other way? It's just a literary world. We also know a few people in Tanshe. If something happens, we will throw a few paparazzi to take the blame. The most urgent task is to get this done and calm the president's anger. What's more," Yamanaka Hiroyoshi paused, his face turned gloomy, like a piece of hard black ice. "Xiao, are you going to disobey me?"

After a sudden excitement, Yamazuko quickly lowered his head.

"Don't dare."

Maintaining this position, the suffocation feeling as if he was strangled to his throat made him dare not make any moves. In a trance, he saw sweat dripping from his forehead and falling on the newspaper under his feet with a "pop".

After a while, another pair of leather shoes moved to him, and heavy pressure came from his shoulders.

"Xiao, you also know that my wife died very early and only has one daughter. Since you married her and changed it to my surname, I will always treat you as your own son. Don't let me down."

His shoulders were already overwhelmed. His seemingly kind words sounded like a declaration of death to him, but he could not have the courage to break free, so he could only bow his head as hard as possible.

The more I bowed my head, the more dazzling the name there was in the newspaper beside me that had just been soaked in cold sweat. In an instant, the resentment and pain seemed to have an expression.

"Qingmizu Tetsu..."

Yamaaka Takayao grinned, her expression twisted, and she pronounced this name.
Chapter completed!