Please make money.

Alia, who was rubbing the handle, rubbed her nose and felt like sneezing.

Is anyone saying bad things about me behind my back?

She put down the controller, looked at the plumber DEMO in front of her, one of the representative works of the living room console era, and rolled up her sleeves to try it seriously.

To be honest, these old games from the FC era are quite demanding on technical skills, and gameplay is everything.

I can't embarrass myself in front of a kid. Who isn't an advanced player?

An and Yumiko looked for a while, and their subordinates soon came back and said that the other party happened to be nearby and had arrived.

"Who is it?"

"I was watching over a KTV."

"Hmm... no wonder."

This is Ginza, a famous entertainment district, so it makes sense for the other party to "work" here.

An and Yumiko did not show any courtesy to each other, but just found a corner of the staircase corridor to meet each other.

He was a young man who looked very Yakuza, and had a genuine temperamental gap with the people coming and going in the office building.

An and Yumiko looked each other up and down, frowning slightly: "What is your relationship with the Fujita family?"

"Ah--Miss, they have nothing to do with me!"

The young man quickly clarified that he was not involved in the "prank" against the daughter of the consortium.

As he spoke, he spilled the beans on the table, telling everyone he knew, especially Kuroda's presumption that he 'claimed to have no ill intentions'.

But if you ask An and Yumiko whether they believe it or not, of course they don't believe a word of it...

No ill intentions? Does he deserve it?

"What do you want?" Anhe Yumiko raised her chin slightly: "I will investigate the authenticity of the information. You are very sensible, and this deserves a reward."

Kuroda's friend rubbed his hands and showed a flattering expression. He felt no psychological pressure at all about betraying his brother.

There was no way. He was free today and accidentally heard about Alia while listening to the guests chatting.

He was frightened by the 4 trillion yen fortune of a chaebol-level person, and all he could think about was how to avoid this matter.

It happened that one of the two people around An and Yumiko had dealt with his group before, so he hurried over and voluntarily sold out his good brother.

As for how much a good brother is worth... He thought about it and stretched out a finger tentatively.

"One million yen?" An and Yumiko nodded: "Okay, I'll give you another 500,000 yen, and as a price, you have to keep an eye on that Kuroda."

"This..." The young man hesitated for a moment, with a struggle on his face: "Kuroda is my best friend."

"Add another 500,000 yen, a total of 2 million yen."

"I just don't want him to go astray. Please spare him and give him a chance to live!"

"I'll give you 3 million yen in cash."

"Don't worry! I will immediately capture that blind fellow Kuroda and personally apologize to you!"

"..."

177-Why are there suddenly so many more NPCs in the side quest?

"Bang----"

As the window shattered, a figure fell from the cracks in the corridor and landed heavily on the stacked garbage bags.

The garbage management method for notebooks is very strict, but no matter how strict it is, there are still people who do not comply. The best way is to quietly put the garbage in a black bag and throw it in a corner in the middle of the night.

The cracks between the corridors are dark and deep, and become a good place to throw garbage. Stray cats and homeless people rummage through these places, making a mess.

Kuroda had complained about this kind of environment before, but now he was extremely grateful for it. He thought that the darker and dirtier it was, the better.

Looking at the figures appearing at the entrance of the alley, Kuroda covered the wound on his waist, turned around with anger and ran deeper into the alley.

The figures at the entrance of the alley gathered around, and everyone looked inside with a little fear, shouting as they looked -

"Hey! Kuroda! You can't get away!"

"Kuroda - don't blame us! If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for provoking an important person you shouldn't have provoked - come out!"

"Why are you talking to him? He's injured and can't run far!"

Someone wanted to rush in, but someone held him back.

"Don't underestimate him. The cunning fox Kuroda is not only cunning, but also can bite people."

Several people walked in slowly, knocking on the surroundings with steel pipes in their hands, as if they were trying to scare away stray cats or mice.

Kuroda's good brother looked up at the broken toilet window, then looked at the garbage bag that was smashed so that sewage was flowing out, and finally his eyes fixed on the bloodstain.

"He can't get far...to his sister."

"Kuroda has a sister?"

"I've never heard of it! Is it true?"

"Yes." Kuroda's good brother scratched his chin: "Maybe he doesn't trust you, so he didn't tell you, but I am his good brother!"

But a good brother is worth three million yen, which is exciting.

The Yakuza are benevolent and righteous, just like a social society has rules, dragon head sticks and loyalty, but violent groups do not have these.

When they brag to others, they call themselves the Yakuza, but when they act, who isn't a member of a violent gang?

Their favorite thing is to rob and plunder, even betraying their brothers, as long as the price is high enough.

Of course, what’s more important is that you can whitewash yourself and serve as a dog for big shots.

The Yakuza itself is nothing more than a toilet on the dark side. Being able to curry favor with the powerful and work for the Anhe family is the way out for the future.

Even though Alia was not the leader of the Ai Group, she was able to shoot an arrow with her simple status as a commoner, stunning everyone and gaining the respect of General Manager An and others.

But what if someone from the extreme sect went in? He would be discriminated against from the very beginning, not even worthy of being a dog.

All I can say is that this is the rule of society. If you choose such a shady path, you must be aware of crawling slowly and darkly in the gutter.

"Kuroda, my good partner and brother. I even cut off my little finger to help him."

The good brother raised his hand and showed his palm which was missing a finger: "But now I am just taking him to admit his mistake, why is he running away?"

The two younger brothers stopped talking - you were just taking him to admit his mistake, why did you have to stab him directly in the waist?

"Let's go, time is running out."

The good brother was not going to chase into the alley. He understood the principle of a trapped beast fighting hard, so he didn't want to take the risk.

As long as you get the other guy's sister in your hands, this guy will definitely surrender.

As for what will happen to Kuroda after he is sent to admit his mistake?

That is not something I can decide. Maybe there will be another batch of fat sea fish under Tokyo Bay...

……

……

Alia was slacking off, Mr. Lei was working, and Kuroda was playing hide-and-seek with his good brother.

There is a bright future for everyone...

The same goes for Boss Guo and Mrs. Lu who came from afar.

As the largest downstream supplier of the Electronic Business Department of the Ai Group, they originally planned to find some technology to upgrade the industry.

What's the phrase? Track, empowerment, pain points, and iteration of gameplay - that's what it means.

The original plan was to find Sharp, but it turned out that I couldn't get through the door at all.

Later, we tried Toshiba, but it didn’t work out either. The company didn’t like the small scale of the business.

It's not that they look down on others, but the other party they are dealing with are all first-tier large companies, and their expectations are too high.

Boss Guo went to talk to someone, and a special manager was sent out with hot tea prepared. He was expecting a big wave of money.

When I asked about the production line and looked at the demand, I found that the total business was only worth tens of millions, and it would take two to three years.

These tens of millions of national dollars would only be worth 1.8 billion yen when converted into Japanese yen.

Is it a lot? Quite a lot.

But for industrial production, it is not a lot of money.

Alia can use 1 billion yen to buy copyrights and toys, but can she use this amount of money to buy a proper assembly line?

Let’s put it this way, a simple 400*300 sized mold for making mobile phone parts would cost tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of national yuan.

Why do those who make mobile phones like to be assembly plants? It is because it is expensive to make molds independently, so they prefer to use public molds and ready-made solutions.

If the shipment volume is not enough, the several million invested in the mold cost alone will not be recovered, not to mention other things.

So to put it nicely, we are called supply chain solution integrators.

To put it bluntly, it is really an advanced assembly plant, with only some software left as the core.

But the opposite is also true - if there is an exaggerated product volume, then there will be terrible supply chain bargaining power.

After all, if the shipment volume is large enough, the mold cost will be almost nothing when spread over the product.

If the Ai Group can really make a single product and sell it in the millions or tens of millions, then Boss Guo would be happy to pay for the mold fee.

But who can say for sure about those things? All I can say is that dreams can contain anything...

So after failing to find a goal to upgrade the technology, Boss Guo gave up and simply treated it as a trip here with his wife.

The two of them had a great time in Tokyo and seemed reluctant to leave.

Although Mrs. Lu was a brave woman who could lasso horses and had the character of a child of the grassland, she was still a woman after all.

Women, deep down, still like things that are soft and tender, and want to have a little girl style.

As soon as the warm light is turned on on the notebook, Sakula creates a pink atmosphere and the products he sells are very attractive.

Right now, she is watching a Japanese-style jewelry exhibition. Mrs. Lu has already decorated her head like a peacock and has pre-ordered many models of goods.

Boss Guo followed behind, wandering around in a daze, not understanding what was happening. But as he kept turning, he made eye contact with a group of children.

Uh-huh?

He narrowed his eyes slightly and nodded to his wife: "Hey - hey, honey, look at that!"

"Which one?"

"That one!" Boss Guo pointed at a few older boys who looked just as hopeless as he was and said, "Is that Mr. Qian's son?"

Mrs. Lu looked up and asked, "Which Mr. Qian?"

As a result, when he took a look at the four people, he immediately recognized them: "Isn't this the son of Mr. Qian from the Ai Group?"

Zhao, Qian, Sun, Li, Zhou, Wu, Zheng, Wang, Feng, Chen, Chu, and Wei are just like the Hundred Family Surnames.

However, they were the original team that shared hardships with Ai Rulong, and are now the 18 shareholders of the Ai Group.

Although they do not participate in the main business operations of the group, they each independently control some subsidiaries and it is not an exaggeration to say that they are various lords.

When the Ai Group owed money, Boss Guo begged for help from everyone to find someone to intercede for him.

But at that time, the person in charge of the electronic business department was Ai Ruhu, and the eighteen shareholders were not able to do anything, as Ai Ruhu was unwilling to give a penny.

But wasn’t that the beginning?

Now Boss Guo has a very good impression of the Ai Group, which is great!

Since I have met this F4, I naturally cannot just say hello, otherwise they will recognize me when they go back and accuse me of being rude.

The two of them went over and caught up with the campus F4 to ask them. When the eldest and second young masters called them that, it felt like they had met old friends in a foreign land.

Who can a noob like Campus F4 beat? When they are talking to their peers at their age, they lose their minds after a few compliments and are flattered.

When Zhou Haimei walked around and came back with a small box in her arms, she looked up and saw these four good-for-nothings boasting nonsense.

"Boss Guo, don't worry! My dad is - hey, did you see her? Aunt Zhou's daughter. Do you know Aunt Zhou?"

I don’t know her. Who is Aunt Zhou?

But how can I say I don’t know him now?