death of hope

Chapter 300 "Corporate Warrior" (216) Frank Meeting

"Sorry, it's because the old man didn't think carefully, and he's used to sitting on tatami."

Matsushita Juhei shouted to his subordinates: "Come here, change the tables and chairs."

"No need, Mr. Matsushita, look at this, I always sit like this when I go to Japanese restaurants."

As he said that, Maximilian sat cross-legged on the mat, and deliberately made a gesture of knocking on a wooden fish, which caused Matsushita Juhei to laugh.

"Haha! You are like a monk sitting in meditation in a monastery, come here, and serve tea to Master!"

A samurai with traditional braids respectfully brought up the wooden plate:

"Sir, please!"

"Thank you."

Maximilian sniffed the aroma of the tea and was about to pick it up.

(This is not allowed! It's too dangerous!)
Marcus Lynch stepped uneasily, trying to stop the CEO from drinking the drink offered,
But the boss waved to him and told him to stand still. Lynch was so anxious that he could only calmly use the throat communicator to issue an order:
"Damn it! He won't listen! If the CEO shows symptoms of poisoning, kill everyone! Get him to the doctor as soon as possible!"

"Understood... If something happens to the boss, none of them can escape..."

Sigurdriefa approached like a god of death quietly coming, approaching ten steps away from the tea table with light footsteps,

The big-bore shotgun she held in her hand was fully capable of firing, ready to fire at close range.

The samurai of the Matsushita family are not far behind,

They approached the head of the house, showing all kinds of weapons. The female secretary seemed to have a short knife hidden in the sleeve of her kimono.

There was a murderous aura in the pergola, any provocative action, even a sparrow that broke in suddenly, might lead to a bloody fight.

Maximilian raised his hands and shouted: "My God! What's wrong! Put down the gun! Please relax!
I represent the McMillan Group!I came here with the intention of peace, and Mr. Matsushita must have the same idea. In the words of your Orientals...what is it called, 'peace is the most important', right? "

"Mr. Mark is really a language genius, peace is the most important thing, speak well,
This small gathering is precisely to avoid the continued expansion of the conflict between Sakura Co., Ltd. and McMillan Company. We in the East have a saying that harmony makes money. We are all in the Red Party camp, and we will fight among ourselves for the Green Party to see. joke.

Of course, if you don't like drinking tea, Mr. Mark, we won't force you. "

"I love coffee more than tea, but for our friendship, I have to drink it today!
Captain!You heard what I said! "

Now that the boss has spoken, the corporate fighters have no choice but to obey.

Lynch and Sigdrifa took a few steps back unwillingly, pointing their guns at the ground,
The samurai also retreated to their previous positions, and there was a sound of "swipe la la" blades being sheathed, and the snipers on both sides moved their sights away from the opponent's head, and both heaved a sigh of relief.

Matsushita Juhei stared into the opponent's eyes:
"Please."

Maximilian picked up the teacup and drank it in one gulp, his tongue was burned a little uncomfortable, obviously he didn't understand the tea ceremony,

This is all harmless, what is important is that his actions show trust and release goodwill,

This is exactly what a conservative oriental samurai aristocrat wants to see, what Matsushita Juhei wants to see, the old man said humorously:
"Look, there's no arsenic or potassium cyanide in it, and it's the best tea from Shizuoka Prefecture."

"Although the taste of this stuff is bitter...but there is a fragrance in the nostrils. It is more interesting than black tea and coffee." Maximilian said sincerely: "I will ask you about the tea ceremony when I have a chance in the future."

"You respect oriental culture very much. Unlike other western nobles, you can make friends."

Matsushita Juhei waved his hand, and the samurai under his command retreated one after another, and the female secretary in kimono with a small pillow on her back sheathed the short blade hidden in her sleeve.

Marcus Lynch breathed a sigh of relief, his finger was removed from the trigger, his eyes were still fixed on the cyber warrior "Cold Steel",
It's not at all obvious that this guy is a demented cyberpsychopath.

Even though he was wearing a tengu mask and using his psychic power, he could still feel his respect and fear for the head of the family, and even the taste of family affection.

Then, Lynch had to re-examine the thin and short old man:

(You can't underestimate this old man, and manage this murderous maniac so submissively!)
After the tea turmoil, the two big bosses also opened their hearts to each other and chatted happily:
"Mr. Matsushita, please don't laugh at me later. I have never been good at golf. I am afraid that if I hit the ball with one shot, I will shovel a piece of turf instead."

"Hahaha! Mr. Mark is really humorous. With each other, the old man also plays shogi and flower cards when he is old, and occasionally plays games with his grandson. Playing this golf, he is afraid of twisting his waist."

"In that case, let's stop fighting today and just talk here."

"Also, I chose this hotel course not for playing golf, but because I like to be close to nature, blue sky, green land, and lake water."

"I also like here, the blue sky of Buenos Aires, it's unbelievable, the Terra home planet with serious air pollution, and there is a metropolis with first-class air quality."

"Perhaps, this should be attributed to our enemy, the environmental protection industry of the Green Party." Matsushita Juhei changed the subject and gradually brought the chat into the main topic: "What do you think?"

"It has to be admitted that our enemies have taken the moral high ground."

"Is it really just the moral high ground?"

"There's also the seats in the Parliament of Terra, the performance of the stock market, both politically and economically, the Greens are making great progress."

"The politicians and entrepreneurs of the Red Party know it well, but they are pretending to be confused."

"What's your opinion, the younger generation is willing to listen."

"I'm not afraid that the walls have ears here. They're all my own people, so I'll just open up." Matsushita Shihei coughed twice and said softly:

"As you can see, Mr. Maximilian, conservatives are getting old, like old people, young people are not interested in industry, agriculture, energy, we are being left behind by the times.

Our industry is not irreproducible and will be chased or acquired by competitors, while the Green Party is younger and more dynamic.

Look at the meeting of our Red Party again, there is no achievement, lifeless!

A group of ignorant bastards are there to force them to resist new energy, the Internet, rock music, and abortion, without realizing that they are outdated!
Admit it!The gradual decline of the conservatives is a foregone conclusion,

And there are not only fools in the Red Party, but also young talents like you, Mr. Maximilian. In recent years, the industrial transformation of the McMillan Group has been quite good.

Some red party diehards call you a deviant, saying that you are on the same boat as the red party and the green party,

Don't listen to them fart! "

(End of this chapter)