Chapter 203 Between an annual salary of 10 million and cash of 5 million, how do you choose?

"Ah sneeze!"

Izumi Yuuki sneezed and rubbed his nose.

"Is it possible that someone is saying bad things about me behind my back again?"

Muttering something self-deprecating, he left the school gate and walked to the nearest parking lot, preparing to drive to the company.

Before Natsume Naoki went to the square to find his senior, Izumi Yuuki, as a father, had already accompanied his daughter to visit almost all the places in the square, which could be considered as a cure for his own worries.

Due to work reasons, Izumi Yuki almost missed Izumi Mio's school festivals since high school. Every year, his wife accompanies her daughter to participate in all school activities that require parents to be present.

Moreover, there are three days in the school festival, and the only thing that really needs to be voted as a judge is the video game exhibition on the second day. Today, Izumi Yuuki took a break from his busy schedule to show his face in the school.

Perhaps seeing how busy his father was, the considerate Mio Izumi "kicked Izumi Yuuki out of the campus" on the grounds that as the director of the sports club, he had to be busy in the club and therefore had no time to accompany his father on campus.

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Izumi Yuki naturally heard the concern of the little cotton-padded jacket, and the feeling of happiness lingered in the heart of a father.

"I don't know which brat will have such a blessing in the future and be able to marry my daughter."

Izumi Yuki was thinking wildly while driving. His daughter was not young anymore. After graduating from college, she had to think about starting a family. But was she really ready?

The thought of a brat taking his precious daughter away from him in the future made Izumi Yuuki feel a twinge of pain.

Thinking about today's society where people know each other well but not their hearts, and my own daughter is innocent, if some gangster deceives her feelings, Izumi Yuki will really spit out his old blood.

So unconsciously, the young man who had been teasing him all afternoon began to appear in his mind.

"It seems your name is Natsume Naoki?"

"Natsume...Natsume..."

Izumi Yuki was talking about this surname, and he had the impression that he had no relatives named Natsume, and he had no such connections.

"I don't know what the child's family background is like. If I heard about it, I could ask someone to find out."

Very suddenly, Izumi Yuki said this softly.

This sentence was so sudden that the moment he said it, even he was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed to himself.

When did you become so philistine?

Moreover, he still doesn't know what the relationship between the young man and his daughter is, and whether her daughter is interested in him. At present, he can only be sure that he is the child closest to his daughter in school.

"I'm afraid this is the so-called father's trouble!"

Izumi Yuki sighed softly, and then the moment the light turned green, he stepped on the accelerator and headed towards the company.

Izumi Co., Ltd. does not rent two floors in a high-end office building as an office like Butterfly Club. In Tokyo, where land is at a premium, Izumi Yuki relied on the family fortune and connections he has accumulated over the years to actually buy a house in Chuo Ward.

Access to a small media base.

There is a very small three-story villa in the media base. In front of the door is a pleasant garden with spruce trees. There is a calico cat named Sakura living in the garden with his family.

There is a sign at the door of the villa that says "Izumi Studio"——

Although the company has already grown in scale and has been successfully listed, as the office location of the core staff, Izumi Yuuki still maintains the habit of working at Tokuma Bookstore in previous years, calling the place where dreams are nurtured a studio instead of a company.

"Hello, President!"

The janitor who was lying on the lounge chair at the door opened his eyes sharply when he saw a car coming. He might not be able to remember what he had eaten in the morning, but he would definitely not forget the license plate number of the leader in the company.

Izumi Yuki's car slowly drove up to him, stopped for a moment, and rolled down the window: "Uncle Jiangyuan, has your son gone to work today?"

The old man named Jiang Yuan chuckled: "I guess he was... He never told me about that brat, but he asked me to go to his house at seven o'clock tonight to celebrate his grandson's birthday. I guess he wanted to go there after work.

After working for a while, let me go to that point."

Izumi Yuki was thoughtful, and I'm afraid it would be after seven o'clock to contact Jiang Yuan.

He returned to his office, locked the door, turned on the computer, and inserted the black USB flash drive given by his daughter again.

The FPS game in it, which he considered to be very inferior, had a "Producer List" in the "Continue Game", "New Game" and other options at the beginning, and the names of Totsuka and others were clearly written in it.

After dinner this afternoon, while taking a pleasant walk with Brother Natsume, he met those young people who made him unhappy.

He didn't know what Natsume Naoki was thinking, but at least in Izumi Yuki's heart, this afternoon's conversation that led to someone's death was quite pleasant.

His fingers were tapping regularly on the table. Izumi Yuki had played this game several times, but every time he played it again, his frown deepened.

The game process is too fast, there is no sense of immersion, and the plot is like a piece of shit. If you compare the operation feel that FPS games focus on the most, you will find that the evaluation of the plot just now is too hasty...

The operating feel is like shit.

He couldn't figure out what made the people in the Butterfly Club so crazy about such a game?

"Is it because I'm old and can't keep up with the thoughts of young people?" Izumi Yuki suddenly felt a fear in his heart, "Does it mean that young people nowadays like to play shitty shooting games?!"

At the same time, on the other side, in a high-end office building in Odaiba, the employees of Butterfly Club finished their afternoon work, some went back to their respective homes, and more programmers chose to work overtime.

After dinner at the company, I have a short one-hour break, go for a walk downstairs, or order takeout and catch up on dramas on my workstation on my personal computer.

There are 23 wards, 26 cities, 5 towns, and 8 villages in Tokyo. Izumi Yuuki chose Chuo District as his base camp, where there are the famous Bank of Japan and the Tokyo Stock Exchange, and it is a veritable economic center of Japan.

As the ace and leader in the ACG field, Izumi Yuuki wants to make a fortune.

As Konma Amamiya, who has already made a lot of money, his vision is even more lofty and his ambitions are even more exaggerated - he wants to build a business empire of his own. In the future, no matter what field he is in, the Amamiya Foundation will be the best.

Amamiya mobile phones, Amamiya cars, game consoles and games produced by Amamiya, Amamiya restaurants, Amamiya online shopping...

Therefore, he invested a lot of human and financial resources in many unfamiliar fields and built many bridgeheads. Butterfly Club was Amamiya Konma's pioneer in entering the ACG field.

So he chose the Butterfly Club to be located on Odaiba, a man-made land in the Minato District of Tokyo.

Minato Ward, the most stylish place in Tokyo, is on the international front-line. The most fashionable wind blows here and blows to all parts of the country via Tokyo Bay.

Roppongi, the forefront of entertainment, is a high-end office building with a strong commercial atmosphere. Amamiya Konma believes that there are endless possibilities here.

In the office of Butterfly Club, the product manager in charge of products looked at the financial report on the screen and had a headache. The company has been losing money since the beginning of spring. Although Chairman Amamiya is rich, he is too ambitious and has too many bridgeheads.

The military rations for a bridgehead are limited.

If losses continue, Chairman Amemiya may consider temporarily disbanding Butterfly Club and focusing on the ACG field in the future.

If you lose your job, how will you support your whole family?

In Japan, which discourages job-hopping and works for one company until death, a man's unemployment equals half of his life.

Fortunately, the company discovered a talented individual game producer some time ago. A pixel-style RPG game gave the entire company hope!

As long as we capture him, the company will be stable and its finances in the second half of the year will be guaranteed.

"Dong dong dong."

There was a knock on the door, and the product manager rubbed the corners of his eyes and shouted: "Come in!"

A young man opened the door and walked in, carrying something in his hand.

He looked back and quickly closed the door.

"It's Jiang Yuan." The product manager saw the person coming in clearly, and a smile appeared on his tired face.

This young man is a newcomer who joined the company last year. Although he has little experience, he is hardworking and hardworking. No boss would not like such an employee.

Of course, the most important thing is that he has high emotional intelligence and is very loyal. I promote him and he knows how to be grateful.

"The manager didn't eat, right?" Jiang Yuan smiled and put the things in his hands on the table. He opened them and saw several boxes of food. "I went to the commercial street downstairs to buy them from a very high-end food kiosk. This box

It's tempura bought at an izakaya, and the manager eats it while it's hot."

"How do you know I haven't eaten?"

"Oh, manager, you have locked yourself in your room every night after work for the past two days to read financial reports. My work station is right at the door. You don't go out. How can I not know?"

Jiang Yuan waved his hand: "If you order takeout, I have nothing to lose. After all, the original purpose is to let you have a good meal at night. As long as you eat it, it's the same."

The smile on the manager's face grew stronger, "You kid..."

Life is like this. It's already very hard at home, but having a junior who thinks about you all the time at work may be a blessing for a man who is nearly fifty years old.

"Mr. Manager, what are you worried about?" Jiang Yuan said, looking at the blinds twice, and then unzipped his clothes: "Would you like to forget these troubles for a while?"

There was a bottle of sake in his arms that was not too high in alcohol content.

Logically speaking, drinking is not allowed in the company.

But rules are rules, and the rules also say that those without five years of experience are not allowed to enter the company's quarterly meetings!

When Miss Amemiya came here for an inspection not long ago, he made an exception and allowed Ewara to attend the meeting, because Ewara said that it was a rare opportunity to learn, and the manager felt that it was time to train Ewara and promote him as soon as possible to help him.

"Don't talk nonsense after you leave this door." The manager said, acquiescing.

Jiang Yuan very wisely took out two transparent plastic cups and gave the manager half a cup first.

"Here, manager, I want to give you a toast." Jiang Yuan drank his full glass in one gulp. The burning sensation made his face turn red and there were tears in the corners of his eyes.

The manager smiled and shook his head, took a sip of wine and looked at the financial report on the table.

"It's not the company's performance that I'm worried about...Oh, but the turnaround is coming soon. I guess I won't have to worry so much in the second half of the year. Then we'll go to an izakaya to eat in the evening... What do you think it's like here? There's no atmosphere." The manager looked at it.

There was some cold food on the table, so I smacked it.
To be continued...