Crossing over, and then being blocked by a rich JK

"I see. He is a very scheming, extremely hypocritical person who is good at using masks."

Watanabe Yu nodded in understanding.

"Yes."

"You said he is good at buying people off and winning them over?"

he continued to ask.

"Yes, he is better than me in this respect."

Ayana Amamiya is very objective, she doesn't exaggerate and just says what she thinks.

"From the perspective of traditional business cooperation models, the exchange of interests is always the first element. In layman's terms, the purpose of doing business is to make money. If you don't make money, why do you work so hard?"

Watanabe Yu analyzed it for her.

He could tell that the reason why Miss Saint was in a bad mood was, on the one hand, because her business partner was poached away, and on the other hand, she had not thought of a suitable breakthrough point.

As she herself said, she is now at a disadvantage.

"Then, we continue to expand based on profit-seeking." He considered his words and continued, "Looking at it rationally, 'the highest bidder wins' is the main theme of business cooperation most of the time.

"Please note that this 'highest bidder wins' includes not only the price given on the document, but also the personal connections and social resources behind it. Do you understand what I mean?"

Having said that, Watanabe Yu stopped talking and turned to look at Amamiya Ayana.

When the latter is in a stable mood, she will definitely be able to think of this level, but at the moment, her mood is a little low, and her thoughts may be stuck in a dead end, so he has to chew it up like this, which is necessary.

"clear."

The Saint Lady nodded slightly.

Before they knew it, they had walked more than half of the park.

"Well, once you understand this premise, many issues will become clear."

Yu Watanabe grabbed Ayana Amamiya's hand and stopped.

After letting a lady pushing a stroller go first, he let go of her hand and started walking.

"To put it bluntly, your brother's means of bribing your partners are probably far more than the benefits given on paper."

Watanabe Yu raised his eyes and glanced at the moon in the sky which was mostly covered by dark clouds.

"Of course, I don't know your partner's personality very well, but generally speaking, money is only the most superficial means of winning over people. There are many other means, such as leverage."

He shrugged.

"You mean he might have evidence of some of his dirty deeds?"

Amamiya Ayana frowned.

She hadn't thought of this possibility.

"It's just a way of thinking. Specific problems need to be analyzed specifically, and we can't use a formula to force things in a dogmatic way."

Watanabe Yu corrected the Saint Lady's statement.

"What if he encounters a special situation, such as a problem with the funding chain, which is a business issue? Or, for example, he wants his children to study in a certain country, but has no channels to go to that school, but your brother happens to be able to solve the problem? This situation is not impossible, right?"

"……Yes."

"So, again, this is just to help you broaden your thinking and analyze it."

He added another sentence.

“But I do feel very emotional.”

Watanabe Yu chuckled.

"What are you feeling?"

"Money and silk touch people's hearts."

"…I suddenly thought of a very stupid question."

Ayana Amamiya glanced at the flower bed beside the park path. She thought for a moment and stepped on it.

"Mr. Troll, can you give me a hand?"

She extended her hand to Yu Watanabe.

"Of course, there are still questions you want to ask. Just ask whatever you want."

Watanabe Yu nodded and held her little hand.

The two of them started walking.

"If, I mean if, would you betray some people for some benefits?"

Walking on the flower bed, Amamiya Ayana maintained her balance and asked this question in a natural tone.

She had originally meant to ask more bluntly.

——Will you betray me for the sake of profit?

But when the words came to her lips, she still couldn't say them.

She knew that her mood was not right at the moment. Normally, she would not have such emotions at all.

Subconsciously, she held his hand tighter.

The sound of cicadas became particularly clear at this moment.

[She finally asked this question out of anxiety]

[She is afraid that you will betray her. Even in her heart, she knows that the possibility is less than one percent.]

[But sometimes, when people are emotionally overwhelmed and their hearts are surging, they always need a little bit of verbal comfort]

[Love reminder has been activated]

[Love options to be updated, reminder, trigger conditions have not been met]

"My weaknesses are obvious." Watanabe Yu analyzed himself very frankly, "But what I'm looking for and what they can give me are probably not the same thing."

"So what are you looking for?"

"I want to go as far away as possible, to take care of the people I care about and who care about me, so that they won't be pushed into a corner by life and feel suffocated." Watanabe Yu paused, "To be honest, haven't we gone off topic a bit?"

There is a solution to the dilemma faced by Miss Saint.

He can help arrange for Ayana to meet and get to know Ichiro Hokushin, the president of Akiba Books.

With the former's connections, the issue of business partners is not a problem.

Of course, if Ayana doesn't want to, they can also directly focus on the main contradiction - since they are in a weak position at home, they can just start a new one based on this.

In terms of personal connections, he thought about it and felt that he himself was not bad.

"No, this is just small talk, isn't it?"

Amamiya Ayana used her free hand to tuck up the black hair behind her ears.

After hearing his answer, her heart gradually calmed down.

"Yes."

"...Yuu, can I trust you?"

Squatting down and lightly getting down from the flower bed, Amamiya Ayana tightened her hand with Watanabe Yu.

She still wanted to hear his answer more directly.

"When you ask a lot of questions, you already have the answer in your mind, right?"

Watanabe Yuu asked.

"……Yes."

Her mood inexplicably dropped.

She knew he wouldn't betray her, but she still felt a little lost.

Suddenly, the two came to the last flight of stairs leaving the park.

It’s different from when we came here side by side.

This time, he walked in front and she walked behind.

Their hands were still held together, but she felt as if their hands were separated.

His palms were still broad and warm.

But she just felt that something was wrong, as if something was missing.

Theoretically speaking, she shouldn't be so worried about gains and losses, but at this moment, her heart felt like it was being grabbed by someone, so bitter that she couldn't speak.

"You can trust me."

After walking up the second to last step, Watanabe Yu stopped and said this.

"Or rather, you should trust me. After all, according to common probability, not every saint in trouble will encounter a frost troll. Trust your backer, okay?"

He turned around and looked at Amamiya Ayana very seriously.

"……it is good."

The Saint Lady lowered her brows and responded obediently.

Almost instantly, her mood changed from cloudy to sunny.

"Why do I suddenly feel like you are trying to PUA me? You whet my appetite first, and then tell me the answer when I can't bear it any longer."

She raised her eyes and glared at him coquettishly.

"You just found out?"

Watanabe Yu cooperated and said this.

In fact, during the silence just now, he was thinking about how to answer her question.

Frankly speaking, he was a little embarrassed for being so shameless just now. After all, saying in front of others that you want to be XX's backer and saying in front of the person concerned that you will be his backer are two completely different things.

"But this kind of PUA is not good enough."

Amemiya Ayana changed the subject and waved to Watanabe Yu, as if she was going to share a secret.

"Come here, I'll teach you a better way."

"any solution?"

Watanabe Yuu moved closer.

The distance between the two was very close at this moment.

He could even feel her breath.

“This method.”

Her voice was soft, but her movements were fast.

next second.

The slightly cold red lips pressed against his, and a floral scent that was not unfamiliar to him filled his nostrils.

They were obviously using the same shower gel and shampoo, but she smelled better.

The summer night breeze blows, the leaves rustle, and the night sky floats.

Time seemed to have pressed the freeze button at this moment.

"Okay."

About fifteen seconds later, the Saint Lady took a step back on her own initiative.

She was a little out of breath.

The small and cute ears were also covered with a layer of light pink.

"…This is just a demonstration, don't think too much about it."

There was a hint of charm in the Saint Lady's slightly cold voice.

"Besides, it's only once."

She looked away and made up for herself dryly.