It has to be said that the gray-haired young man's expression was full of sincerity when he was asking others for help. Unfortunately, the one who listened to him was the Polish snow tree whose heart was ashen.
So Milian, who was full of desolation, showed a sarcastic smile: "Am I still valuable to you now?"
"To be honest, there is, but it's not big." Kawakami replied pretentiously, "I've actually taken care of my old relationship."
He was a little tired from squatting all the time, and he had no intention of talking to the Polish snow trees at an equal altitude. Before standing up, Kawakami was still thinking of teasing. He bent his index finger, stretched out his left hand, and flicked Poland Snow Tree's forehead.
"Okay, look up at me and let's have a serious chat."
The gray-haired young man said condescendingly,
"You just missed the point of what I wanted to express, Milian... What I want is an exchange of benefits, not unilateral use. What I can give you is more important than you think."
Poland Snow Tree sneered again mockingly.
Kawakami calmly pretended not to hear, and showed his habitual smile:
"Although it is foolish to entrust your survival and sense of identity to others, it is also quite painful to change something that is deeply rooted in your bones for a while. Since you cannot stay out of it, then this responsibility naturally falls on you."
"Millian Esposito, I know that you have also been given this family name... If you die, have you ever thought about what will happen to the Esposito family who brought you out of the abyss?"
"Adrian is dead, Quinn is dying due to illness, and there is no one among the remaining rabble who can take the lead. Different factions are even trying to weaken each other. And your competitors are already gearing up to discuss how to divide the cake. , as for the organization——"
"Our consistent attitude is to stay out of the matter. Instead of expending great efforts to cultivate this mess, it is better to find a partner who is more informed and interested."
In fact, the organization has long wanted to completely replace the arms company in City C with its own people, and there is no need for such things as partners. But Kawakami's ability to confuse right and wrong is something that ordinary people can't resist.
"Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the Esposito family is finished."
Polish Snow Tree The sarcastic smile on his face has long since disappeared. What occupied it was a deep, suffocating sadness. His mood was completely aroused by what Kawakamiji said.
"So you're going to—" he asked eagerly.
"I'm just trying to get an opportunity for you, Milian. Even this opportunity is not the best solution for our organization." Kawakami interrupted the Polish snow tree, "I can say that it is completely selfish... After all, why did I get here for the first time? At that time, you took good care of me."
Polish Snow Tree fell into thinking. For a moment, his eyes were bright, but then they became dark.
"But I have...I have been abandoned by my family." He murmured softly.
"So the tide has turned, and now it's up to you to decide whether to abandon it. After all, the love-hate relationship between you and Mojito is one thing, and the survival of the Esposito family is Something else.”
"You can choose to ignore its demise, or you can choose to bear its weight and let Adrian's hard work become his tombstone engraved in this world."
The gray-haired young man lowered his eyes.
As long as there is something he cares about, the Polish Snow Tree cannot control its own death. It's a pity that what he cares about is still the chains that drag him like an abyss and make him sink into it.
I have to say that this made him feel inexplicably boring. His hand reached into his pocket involuntarily and took out a lemon candy.
"Make a decision as soon as possible, I don't have much patience." Kawakami said lightly.
He waited for less than a minute. Finally, the Polish snow tree huddled in the garbage pile stood up. This was the first time he straightened his spine after being abandoned by his former benefactor.
"I'll go with you." Poland Snow Tree said solemnly.
…………
The man came back after being deceived, just like Kawakamiji planned.
After dumping the mess left behind by Mojito to the Polish Snow Tree, the new head of the Third Branch has put his mind to rest. Now he is huddled in his office chair, yawning and talking with a pile of paperwork. Work hard and struggle.
Or watching someone else struggle with a pile of paperwork.
No matter how powerful the local members of Country A were, they were not as useful as the people brought by Tsumugi Kawakami. The gray-haired young man simply gave up half of his office and 80% of his work to Scotland, and then verbally awarded him the position of secretary. .
It doesn't matter if you don't use it, all those who can be sent into the organization by the police are talents.
Moreover, this guy can't even contact his own family, let alone the official forces of country A. The risk of labor exploitation is within acceptable limits…
In other words, it was part of the plan. It just depends on whether the gentleman's plan is what he thought.
As for the rest, the 20% of the work that Kashasha is responsible for...
After Kawakami accomplished his goal: to blow up the Third Branch and Mojito, he built a candy factory.
Now that the third branch has been blown up, the establishment of the sugar factory still requires proper planning. If every aspect of the plan goes as planned, Kawakami will be able to eat his own lemon candies in a month.
"Is our industry... going to enter the snack industry?"
Scotland, who was affected by the gray-haired young man's yawn, came over, took a look, and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.
"That's right."
"The Third Branch probably hasn't been exposed to this kind of business before...Is there any reason why they suddenly pay attention?" Scotland frowned slightly.
"What's the reason?"
Kawakami Tsumugi put on a fake smile,
"Let me remind you that I am the head of the Third Branch now, so I don't need to explain to you."
That's why there is no organization there.
"Understood, it seems important."
Scotland replied calmly, although his tone, expression and body language expressed completely the opposite meaning: It seems that you are not doing anything serious.
"Irony is used well, there is progress." The gray-haired young man praised.
There was finally a crack in Scotland's impeccable smile. He looked like he wanted to smash the stack of documents at hand to Kawakami Tsumugi's forehead, but in the end he succumbed to his boss's power and continued to handle the work silently.
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Scotland saw it when they were in the Japanese branch. Kashasha had been being squeezed out of power by the organization. Now he felt he had touched part of the reason:
Being capable and being reliable are two different things. Letting this guy be the leader is a disaster.
However, the gray-haired young man continued to add fuel to the fire unconsciously: "By the way, Scotland, I have some personal matters to deal with in the next two days, and I will probably leave the Third Branch."
"So it's up to you to take the lead, my dear secretary."
