Machiko Kawara walked through the trading floor expressionlessly, her bracelet vibrating on her thin wrist, and she immediately pressed stop. This action has been repeated many times.
"Director Kawara!" The subordinate behind him couldn't help but remind him, because the phone call from the other side was directly to him. "It's the vice president's call... He asked you to answer the phone."
"Hang up."
"ah?"
"Hang up." Machiko Kawahara repeated, which was a footnote to her choice.
She was sent all the way to the "Emerald Light" just to be used as a discarded child - no one from the auction house's senior management or the higher-level shareholders would think that she was just relying on words and so-called "sincerity". ", so that the youngest extraordinary species who is increasingly showing off his energy can turn chaos into friends with them.
What's more, "sincerity" is just "sincerity".
No one is willing to raise the price and invest in the abyss of hatred that is destined to receive no reward, let alone affect the "god" perception of the Amaterasu Order.
This is just a routine procedure. Machiko Kawahara was sent here just because she has more reasons that can be found out:
1. She is a rare woman among senior executives;
2. She is quite beautiful and may fit in with Ronan’s legendary aesthetic;
3. She once had some so-called friendship with Ronan's woman in Sakai City, Kitayama Yukie (actually, they just met a few times in business settings).
The above so-called reasons have all become bullshit after Kawahara Machiko failed to contact Kitayama Yuki.
Instead of thinking about these bullshit reasons, thinking about the consequences that could not be worse, and wasting time to endure the difficulties from her boss, she might as well give it another try.
Ahead, Ronan's box was already in sight.
"Executive executive, the auction has already started!" his subordinates reminded him desperately, hoping that his immediate boss would understand that meeting with a big client at this time would be hard to escape suspicion.
Machiko Kawahara stopped and turned to look at these subordinates who were also extremely unlucky: "Auction? Gentlemen, we are risking our careers to come here, what does it have to do with the auction? If we don't have this awareness, what will happen on our return trip?" At that time... no, there will be no return trip for everyone!"
Just in front of the blushing or pale faces of his subordinates, Machiko Kawahara felt the vibration of her wrist again, but this time, the source of information given by the personal intelligence was completely different.
She shook her head and was connected instantly.
A man's somewhat frivolous tone came from over there: "President Beauty, it seems that your efforts are working. Before our Mr. Luo's sentiments change, why don't you come over and deepen it?"
Machiko Kawahara clenched her fist hard, but responded in a soft and clear tone: "Hey, please wait for a while, I will be there immediately."
Five seconds later, Machiko Kawara, who managed to calm down her breathing and mood, rang the doorbell of the box.
And the time she waited was even four or five times longer than the arrival time after the call ended. The fully exposed camera outside the door seemed to be conducting a cold and silent inspection.
During this period, Machiko Kawahara and her subordinates all maintained a respectful posture, leaning slightly forward, and stood in silence.
Finally, the door to the box opened.
Machiko Kawahara thought she would encounter more severe scrutiny, but she did not.
It seemed that no one in the box paid special attention to her. The "examination" just now was more like a simple and inadvertent neglect, a drama directed by her own mind.
Most of the people here are paying attention to her target of public relations today, which is Ronan. Watching him use his fingers as pens and water vapor as ink to calligraphy and painting in the air. Some people tut, some hiss, and some simply Groaned.
"You think the matter is not big enough!"
The one who moaned and complained was the man who summoned her over in a flirtatious tone - a blood demon listed as one of the most terrifying supernatural species by the auction house's internal intelligence.
The tone is the tone, and the excitement on his face is the real thing.
Machiko Kawahara went to look at the outlines of the water vapor marks, but she arrived at a bad time. Ronan had just finished the draft and erased the water vapor graphics with a wave of his hand.
The youngest extraordinary being in the world just turned around and said to the blood demon: "As you said, we must take the initiative, press forward, and arrange positions forward. Since they retreat, I will advance. Once they advance, they can no longer retreat."
As expected, the spirit is unparalleled!
When Machiko Kawahara came in, she made an immediate evaluation in her mind, and combined with the relevant information, she secretly thought about how to deal with it when it was about to "deepen" for a while.
The blood demon raised his eyebrows: "Aren't you worried that the rabbit bites people when it's anxious? I mean, the General Association's arms are quite long. If you really make them anxious, they can't hit you on the boat, and they can do it in Sakagawa too. Work hard."
"Then it depends on whether the True God and the Pope are willing to give up their own dojo and give way to President Abner... I have a hunch that they may not be happy."
The blood demon is very keen: "What did you find again? That cow ghost?"
Ronan was in a very relaxed mood. He chatted at Machiko Kawahara at the door and joked casually: "Are you planning to silence her next?"
"It's not unfair at all to say that you are sympathetic to beauty and cherish jade!"
Being treated as the object of ridicule, Machiko Kawahara just thought that she was deaf. Her eyes looked at her nose, her nose looked at her mouth, and her mouth looked at her heart. She stood still like a statue and did not add any variables to the conversation between the two bosses.
Sure enough, Ronan returned to the topic first: "I just think that Lord Secret Contract looks like he is going to make a big deal, and with him taking care of everything, I feel more courageous."
"Hey, you know, his agenda is back there!"
"Have I not read the materials? I will be careful not to go off topic. Besides, maybe I can help..."
The blood demon was slightly startled and looked at Ronan, who responded with a smile.
For a moment, the blood demon was speechless by Ronan's aggressive will. Fortunately, he soon burst into laughter: "In other words, young people learn things quickly!"
He then turned to His Majesty the Emperor Wu: "Do you think it is unnecessary for you to come here?"
His Majesty the Emperor Wu didn't even raise his head, and slowly turned the page with his fingertips: "Do you want to bet?"
"No, I don't want to set up a flag." The blood demon backed down wisely.
At this time, Ronan had already called Machiko Kawahara to make arrangements for relevant matters. The latter's composure and decisive attitude saved him a lot of energy.
"That's about it, is it okay?"
Of course there were problems, but Machiko Kawahara would not show any embarrassment in front of Ronan. She bowed again, as if everything was an established procedure and logical:
"Then, please get ready, Mr. Luo, we will notify you five minutes in advance."
"Okay." Ronan answered simply.
Machiko Kawara took a shallow breath, maintained her bowing posture, and exited the door.
And when the box door closed and she turned to face the group of subordinates outside, her eyes were filled with a sharp and cold light:
"From now on, it is the time to test your enlightenment."
What kind of awareness? Machiko Kawahara did not give a clear answer, but at this time, many people naturally "enlightened":
It's loyalty!
And it's not necessarily to the auction house, but to Mr. Kawara himself... This is more subtle.
No matter what, it seems that Mr. Kawara, who received certain instructions in the box, really acted with a "consciousness".
