Tokyo, everyone is drawing comics, who still wants to fall in love?

On the Sunday of the lunar month, Qunying Club held a regular meeting.

Although Monday is the first day of work every week, for many magazine editors, there is no such thing as a day off.

Quiet.

The meeting was very quiet.

The president recently went to the consortium headquarters for a meeting, and vice president Koyama Noritaka presided over the regular meeting.

"The sales volume of "Jump" this week has decreased, with more than one million copies sold during the week. But we need to ask, why is the net profit still negative?" A director spoke in an accountable tone. .

As he spoke, he kept tapping his fingers.

Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta...

This kind of beating changes with his tone, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, sometimes light and sometimes heavy, seeming to force the person's heartbeat to change accordingly.

At the very least, it would be unnerving.

Another director also knocked on the table, making a clicking sound, and said in a stern tone: "What other expenses can be saved? Tea? Coffee? Hot water? Which department is wasting the budget?!"

Several eyes were cast on Saburo Mikami from the web department.

Mikami Saburo was already accustomed to such treatment. He just pushed up his glasses, picked up the cup and took a sip of tea.

There was a feeling in his heart that after getting used to Oda Shingo's oppression, it was so easy to face these bad old men!

"Mikami-kun! I think the web department must have done a lot of work and worked very hard!" A director said earnestly, "But what are the profits? I know that the revenue of this magazine department has been preserved, but what about yours? Do you need to add more budget? Sometimes, the profit may suddenly change.”

He also kept tapping his fingers on the table, making a clicking sound like a forced uterus.

I believe you, you are such a bad old man! Mikami Saburo watched the other party's performance quietly.

In an old company, the branches are naturally divided. Saburo Mikami belongs to the president faction, while Hyakki of the main magazine department belongs to the vice president faction.

A simple understanding is that the president belongs to the indigenous people, and the vice president belongs to the Tianjiang sect of the headquarters.

But at the same time, the club also involves the Tokyo University of the Arts alumni faction and the Kyoto Seika University alumni faction, which is complicated.

But what is certain is that due to the pressure from the headquarters, the position of the president is somewhat unstable, and some directors have begun to prefer the vice president.

Perhaps a power seizure could break out at any time.

The failure of the web department, which only requires the president's heavy bet, may be the beginning of the collapse of everything.

Another executive director said: "Minister Mikami, I have always wondered how much benefit we will get from investing such a large budget in the web department every year?"

"Hey! The current revenue of the web department is in line with the five-year development stage plan..." Minister Mikami brought out the execution case that has been used many times.

Because the birth of the web department is an investment that cannot be rushed. Since the ministry was established three years ago, it was indeed said that it would take five years.

"No! I don't want to hear about five years! What I want is results! Results that are visible to the naked eye!" The director got angry and slapped the table.

Minister Mikami stopped explaining the execution case and looked at him expressionlessly.

I won't have any conflict with you until the president comes back.

Even if there is a glimpse of "One Punch Man", he doesn't plan to tell it at this time.

Mikami knows very well that the other party is here to quarrel with you and will not give you any chance to reason.

"Okay, okay, we are in a meeting." Vice President Noriaka Koyama asked the hot-tempered director to sit down. "Each department will start reporting on their recent work one by one!"

Under the seemingly conciliatory operation of the vice president, the meeting continued.

The whole process was tense.

The meeting is over.

The directors left one after another.

Ministers from various ministries also gradually left.

"Mikami, Hyakki, let's have a small drinking party next weekend, Saturday! I'll book the izakaya."

After the meeting, Vice President Koyama Noritaka stopped Mikami Saburo and Hyakki Hayato and said to them with a smile.

"Bring a few friends each and have a friendly exchange while looking at the subscription results."

"Thank you for your kindness!" Saburo Mikami bowed.

"I will invite Takeda Takeda and several of his assistants!" Hyakki Hayato's face trembled and he glanced at him.

Mikami Saburo was sure that Minister Hyakki must know about this arrangement.

"By the way, next Saturday happens to be the day when the two works you bet on will be put on the shelves for first order, right?" Noriyama Koyama seemed to have just remembered it, and he patted his forehead and said cheerfully: "Then Mikami-kun, you bring The cartoonist on "One Punch Man", how many assistants does he have?"

Saburo Mikami didn't speak for a few seconds. He thought carefully in his mind before speaking: "Sir Xiaoshan, our bet really made you laugh. What is the outcome of the first bet? Are you planning to decide on the spot?"

Vice President Noriaka Koyama nodded: "Let's make an appointment at eight o'clock in the evening. From the time we have a drink, the two works will be put on sale together!"

Minister Hyakki responded: "Okay! Let's take a look together and communicate. It just needs a time limit."

The vice president thought for a while: "At 2 o'clock in the middle of the night. Well, this time is a bit early, but this is the time! The six-hour schedule determines the winner!"

Mikami Saburo watched the two singing in harmony, and kept telling himself to be cautious.

If he had followed his past temperament, he would definitely agree. But now, he has a friend who is more worthy of discussion.

"Sir Koyama, I don't know yet whether the artist Oda Shingo is available, and after all, this matter is directly related to his comics. I would like to take the liberty of asking you to wait a moment." Now he is putting on a look of "Oh I" Unable to make up his mind, he took his cell phone and went outside the conference room.

Minister Hyakki shouted at Saburo Mikami who was walking out, with an aggressive tone: "Hey! Mikami, are you scared? If you lose, you will just continue to stay in the basement and reduce some budget. Let's see how scared you are. ?”

It was said lightly, Mikami Saburo secretly groaned in his heart.

If the web department wins, it can move out of the basement and replace the newspaper department with its office on the third floor of the building.

But if the web department loses, not to mention continuing to stay in the basement, even the budget will be slashed! Maybe they will become a loser with no budget!

Mikami Saburo ignored him and went outside to call Oda Shingo.

In the conference room, Minister Hyakki said impatiently: "This Mikami Saburo belongs to my mother-in-law!"

Vice President Zelong looked at the door and said solemnly: "If he is a smart person, he will shrink back."

But within a minute, Saburo Mikami came back.

"Thank you very much for the invitation, Mr. Xiaoshan!" Saburo Mikami bowed deeply to him.

Vice President Xiaoshan frowned.

Does he want to refuse?

Minister Hyakki yelled: "Mikami Saburo, when did you become so spineless? Why don't you even dare to drink?"

"Hyakki Minister, when did I dare not?" Saburo Mikami straightened up, his face was indeed freezing cold.

He took out his mobile phone and switched it to hands-free mode: "This is a direct conversation between Oda Shingo and the two of you. Mr. Oyama, I'm sorry."

Oda Shingo's voice soon came through the phone: "Are they Mr. Oyama and Minister Hyakki? We were unable to speak face to face. This junior was rude."

Although the conversation on the mobile phone was very rude, from the perspective of both parties, it was quite polite.

Vice President Noriaka Koyama has a very high-ranking demeanor, even when talking on the phone, his tone is polite: "Oh, is it Shingo Oda? I'm very happy that the Group of Heroes has found a young hero like you!"

Director Hyakki snorted, feeling that he was just a newly minted manga artist and was not worthy of any attention at all, let alone having a conversation with him on the phone.

"Oyama-dono, Oda Shingo is very grateful for your love and concern. As for Minister Hyakki and his Takeda Takeda cartoonist, I also have something to say..."

Oda Shingo's voice came clearly from the mobile phone, and his voice suddenly became sonorous and powerful.

"Next Saturday! See you there!"

"People have a drinking party, and comics are on the shelves!"

"The bet will end if you're afraid, so go home!"

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