Chapter 477 【476】Tactic change

"Ikeda, you should have read this year's company financial report."

"The benefits of your group this year are countdown."

At the desk, a thin bald middle-aged man sat down safely, with a teacup in his hand swaying, and a hazy mist was filled with mist.

The sound is neither salty nor light.

Opposite him was a tall subordinate who always kept a bowing posture. Just looking at his appearance, he was obviously extremely nervous and puffed and assured:

"President Hirao, our group is following a big goal this time. Please believe me again. We will definitely be able to do this year."

"Okay OK!"

Hirao Takahiro waved his hand impatiently, still looking unsalable: "The capable ones go up, the inability to go down. You are also an old employee of the company, so you should be clear about this."

"There are still many young people in the club who cannot find promotion opportunities. We always have to consider their feelings."

"Ikeda, you have been with me for so many years, and you should understand this principle."

Hearing this sentence, the man looked dead.

He understood that he had no chance.

"Okay, let's go out first."

"By the way, please call Kanzaki outside the door in."

Waving his hand, he rushed the man in front of him to the door like throwing garbage. Hirao Takahong slowly tasted the Maofeng of Huangshan from the west, looking leisurely and contented.

After Kamisaki Hato entered the door, the mouse-like skinny face suddenly showed a hypocritical smile like a cheap and inferior doll:

"Kanzaki! You really surprised me this time."

"Come on, have tea."

"This is a good tea I bought from the west at a high price, try it."

He clearly said this verbally, but in fact he was just careful to pour half a cup into the cup in front of Kamisaki.

However, even so, Kamisaki Hirako immediately made a flattering expression, holding the tea that had taken over President Hirao from the table with both hands, with an extremely respectful posture.

Kamisaki Hiroko knew very well that his president was a stingy old man who valued rules and was not careful. If he didn't pay attention, he would easily leave a bad impression in front of him. Therefore, he was very well controlled in every move and expression.

"The president is too good." Kamisaki Hakuko said with a very sincere tone, "I just did what I should have done."

The respectful attitude obviously made the old man quite enjoyable. He smiled and asked the other party about the process of creating this hot topic. He expressed his appreciation. Finally, he took out a thin stack of Fukuzawa Yukiki from the drawer as a bonus with a look of pain.

Kamisaki looked at the stack of thirty "big bonuses" with a constipation expression on his face.

However, in order to get a raise, I couldn't say anything after all.

"Kanzaki, I have been particularly optimistic about you since you first joined the company, as expected." The standard chicken soup comfort was halfway through the words. Hirao Takahiro, who was flying in the stars, frowned and turned to look at the vibrating mobile phone on the table.

I frowned in dissatisfaction and clicked on the phone:

"Hey, who?"

"President Hirao, right?"

"My name is Ai Aise, and I am the presidential secretary of Terajima Life Co., Ltd.."

“Now downstairs of your company.”

"This time I came to ask you about some related reports."

Only the second sentence "Terajima Life" was heard. The last second Takaho Hirao, who had a little dissatisfaction in his tone, subconsciously showed a funny expression of a stern expression, and his voice was solemn:

"Yes! I'll go down and pick you up now"

Kamisaki Hiroko sitting opposite him, looking at the cautious president with some confusion, not understanding why.

He knows nothing about his upcoming destiny.

At the same time, as Terajima Yuki's instructions, Shiina Iori, who had been sitting in the student union room for a whole afternoon, was even more confused about what happened today.

"How could someone send out what I've done?"

Shiina Iori sat in the position where Yuki usually stayed, crossing his fingers against his chin, and he thought about it all afternoon but couldn't figure it out.

"Is that something that can be sent to others for viewing?"

"By the way, the family won't know it already, right?"

As he thought about it, he suddenly opened the Line very uneasy, and his heart pounded.

At this time, Shiina Iori's mentality was very similar to an old customer who happened to be caught and posted online when he went out for a job.

The first thing I thought of was whether my family had discovered it.

However, it is not easy to ask directly.

After thinking about it seriously, Iori finally chose to start with his favorite sister he usually loves most.

【Iori: Maki】

【Maki: The whole family knows.】

It seemed like he had a heart-to-heart relationship, or if Shiina Iori raised his butt, he knew that he was going to fart or shit, and directly put the bloody fact in front of him.

Shiina Iori immediately covered her face tightly.

"It's over!"

"My reputation and reputation at home are gone!"

【Maki: But it doesn't matter.】

[Maki: Because Nini brought three girlfriends home last time, her parents both expressed that they were very stable.]

【Iori: Then my reputation.】

【Maki: That's right! They also said that you would be beaten by someone else's husband if you are caught.

【Maki: Also pay attention to physical rest.】

Looking at the series of messages sent by his sister Jiang, Shiina Iori's gray-white figure pattern seemed to reflect broken cracks.

Reputation.

[Iori: Who do you think of me as? These are all fake news! I haven't done it!]

[Iori: And how did I do anything to attack other people’s wives?]

【Maki: So there is nothing?!(Shocked Bear.gif)】

【Maki: Mom said in the morning that when she let you out of the house, she was ready to be harmed by Nini in the future~]

Shiina Iori looked at the screen of her phone, with a black line on her face.

Will it harm the country and the people?

What family conditions do I have?

【Maki: After all, I am not by Nini's side, so I can't see you at all~ right?]

Starting from the sarcastic spirit just now, Maki's news was filled with a very obvious strong resentment. A sour smell could make people smell it through the screen, forcing Iori to have nothing to say and quickly end the conversation.

【Iori: It's fake anyway, just say that to them.】

【Maki: Yes ~ yes ~ 】

Turning off the screen, Shiina Iori covered her forehead.

Although I learned that my parents did not have any further negative impressions of him because of this incident, the results obtained through inquiries made Iori want his family to worry about him a little more.

"Do I look like such a bottomless guy?!"

Mr. Shiina, who was walking on several boats and eating soft food, and surrounded by rich loli/rich girl/rich sister, expressed her dissatisfaction in this way.

When he exited from the dialogue interface, he found that many inquiry messages had been sent from the list.

After replying one by one, Shiina Iori gradually recovered from the anxiety of being flooded by the crowd in the morning.

Actually, if you think about it carefully, it seems that's the case.

What's wrong with being on the hot search?

Anyway, the Internet has no memory, and after two days of popularity, no one will know him naturally.

In other words, it is an inexplicable luxury to expect to be remembered by everyone through a hot search.

Shiina Iori is very confident in Japanese netizens.

The whole afternoon afterwards, Shiina Iori simply calmed down and began to review the knowledge points recorded in class in the student union room.

Even if the various attributes are raised to a nearly inhuman level by the system, knowledge still needs to be consolidated through continuous consolidation.

Although he is versatile in sports, unparalleled ingenuity, and is supported by others, Shiina Iori knows that he is still an ordinary person who needs continuous efforts to achieve further improvement.

This process continued until the moment Terajima pushed open his room door.

"Iori, I'm back home."
To be continued...