"It's so boring." Tsushima Shuji looked at the orange sunset and stretched.
"Let's go, go back to work." He sighed, his back revealing the hardships of being a social animal.
But in fact, he is the one who exploits the social beasts.
"This building looks like a landmark in Yokohama." The four people stood under the building and looked around.
When they jumped off the building to play, the net responsible for protecting them had been put away.
Of course, the rope that allowed them to slide down was also taken away.
When Shuji Tsushima stepped into the building, he became the calm and reliable Chairman Tsushima again.
Along the way, all the staff bowed ninety degrees one after another, wanting to bury their heads in the ground. Even if they still had work in hand, they had to bow first and wait for others to pass by before returning to work.
Even the bowing posture was maintained until Tsushima Shuji and others entered the elevator, the elevator door was completely closed and the numbers jumped, and then they straightened up.
"It's a Japanese habit. Every time I see them bowing, I feel like I'm seeing a person without bones." Toru Amuro's voice was full of disappointment and rejection.
He is unfazed by the prevailing culture of bowing.
Never even did that.
"In South Korea, people kneel down all the time, although Japan is similar." Midorikawa Mu wanted to find a comparison, but found that the two sides were actually not much different.
The culture of taking a seat in a taxi is also very popular in Japan.
Once you do something wrong, you have to get off your seat and apologize.
Tsk.
"You look like you have no self-respect." Toru Amuro said disdainfully.
"So, living is very painful." Tsushima Shuji said lightly.
There will always be all kinds of helplessness in life, but it doesn't matter. As long as you persist in living, you will find...
There will be more and more frustrating things~
He returned to the office and started an online meeting.
Rather than saying it was a meeting, it was more like a scene where he issued orders alone.
"Regarding the project of Iso Kaizang...remember to have someone responsible for collecting the liquidated damages. Whether it is mortgaging the house or selling the property in the other party's name, the liquidated damages must be paid in full."
"I will not go to the funeral of producer Mr. Kawabata Shiro. I would like to thank him for his efforts during this time..."
"Contact Kyogo Kitaura, the original author of the script. If he still wants to film, we can arrange a new producer and director..."
"Delete all the intimate scenes added by Kawabata Shiro and film according to the original script."
"The heroine asked Nanami Ryo to audition."
"The recent data from Sword Art Online will be sent to my office soon."
"The sales data of flying motorcycles and hoverboards are also sent to me."
"Regarding the construction of the horizontal version of the park, let the construction team speed up. I hope that the Ferris wheel will disappear in front of me tomorrow, and the new Ferris wheel will appear in front of me in a week."
“If you can’t do it, find another construction team.”
"Isn't the construction team in the country across the sea very fast? The price is also very cheap, you can go to them."
"Does anyone have anything to say?" he asked.
No one spoke, and everyone involved in the meeting was taking notes rapidly.
Tsushima Shuji in the meeting was like a dictatorial tyrant, and he completely followed his words.
If anyone has other ideas, I'm afraid...
You will be kicked out of the meeting on the spot.
"In that case, let's adjourn the meeting." The young tyrant announced, and then quickly ended the meeting.
Everyone attending the meeting couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
"I want to send the data analysis to the president's office..." The person in charge of the data showed a painful expression.
So the president is very handsome and the company benefits are good, but...
But the president's personality is not that easy to get along with, and his attitude of rejecting others when working is even more obvious.
You may not be scolded if you make a mistake, but the sigh of disappointment is even more heart-wrenching!
"Come on." The others gestured to him and comforted him with gloating.
…
Shuji Tsushima, whom they regarded as a tyrant, was currently putting his legs on his desk, throwing peeled oranges into the air, and then opening his mouth to catch the oranges.
I had a great time entertaining myself.
"Bourbon," he shouted suddenly.
"What?" The blond man turned around and asked.
He quickly dodged an oncoming orange, and it hit the glass window, pulp and juice splashing everywhere.
It can be seen how much strength the person who threw it used.
"I thought you would open your mouth to catch it like a dog." The black-haired boy said with a smile on his face.
"Then you need a master to pat your head appreciatively." A wicked smile full of fun.
"It's great that you didn't do this in the end." He looked pleased.
"...I told you that I can't become your dog." Toru Amuro said fiercely through gritted teeth.
"Huh? Will he become someone else's dog? Even though he has golden hair..." Tsushima Shuji continued to talk lightly.
"People with blond hair like this are often called golden retrievers."
"Not only a dog, but also a failed dog. It's really unfriendly to blond people, aren't you right, Bourbon?" As if to defend Amuro Tohru.
"...The malice is too great, Kaa." Toru Amuro couldn't bear it anymore.
"Apologise to my blond hair-" He yelled and rushed towards Tsushima Shuji.
"Dong dong dong——"
There was a knock on the door, and Toru Amuro stopped immediately.
Reflexively, he acted like a qualified background bodyguard.
Tsushima Shuji pressed the button on the table, and the office door opened.
The person outside the door walked in, and the professional elite put the document in front of Tsushima Shuji very neatly.
"Go down." Shuji Tsushima said while supporting his chin with one hand and starting to flip through the documents with the other.
"Okay." The professional elite nodded.
When he went out, the office door closed again.
Shuji Tsushima pushed the document far away and began to spin in circles on his office chair.
"ah……"
"Hate work-"
"It's so annoying-"
He was hopeless and raised his head as if he was about to die.
"Please work hard, President Tsushima." Toru Amuro pushed him back to the desk with a smile, pressed his shoulders and said every word.
The pronunciation of the four characters "President Tsushima" is particularly strong.
"Bang." Tsushima Shuji numbly began to continue working.
"The market is already saturated... Then we just need to make the quantity that has been ordered and hand it over..."
"Not only has the number of players in Sword Art Online not declined, it has actually increased..."
He complained as he flipped through the papers.
More than 5,000 people died in the restricted area of life, but it didn’t scare the dead otakus.
Instead, it attracted more people to try virtual reality games.
No wonder some people say that the more dangerous it is, the more attractive it is.
"Selling clothes in the game is indeed very profitable. Of course, the more fashion items, the better..."
"All the equipment is very good."
"It perfectly explains the truth that only by spending money can you become strong, and only by spending money can you become beautiful."
"In this case, the next goal will be changed to this -"
"Empty those players." Shuji Tsushima decided lightly.
