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Chapter 208(2/2)

"It should be." Since I took on this job, Noguchi naturally has the obligation to go all the way.



In the electronic gaming industry, the highly anticipated infringement case between Shirakawa Electric and Gaode Co., Ltd. finally came to an end in the early last month of 1980.

As expected, Shirakawa Electric won the case.

Although the official verdict has not been issued yet, the huge compensation for Shirakawa Electric has been causing a lot of controversy during this period.

The astronomical figure of 2 billion yen directly scares the small companies that are thinking about making a fortune.

Even if losing the case and verdict are different, they will not spend time figuring out this.

All they see is the two shocking words "lose the case" and "2 billion".

So in just one week, the counterfeit clubs that produce handheld machines actually disappeared quietly!

Shirakawa Electric's legal department is looking for the next target. After careful investigation, some companies have been cancelled.

This...is like fighting guerrillas, and everything else will no longer appear after one blow.

Also in Taitung District, Matsudaya Co., Ltd.

"President, 2 billion! This..."

As the head of Matsudaya Marketing Department, Oshima is no longer as smart as before, and is replaced by a look of panic on his face.

"Don't panic, I just lost the case, there is no verdict yet."

Although President Harumasa Saito comforted his subordinates like this, he was sweating all over at this moment.

2 billion yen? Selling Matsudaya is not worth the price.

After wiping the sweat from his forehead, Saito tried hard to control his hands holding the newspaper to stop trembling.

"Shirakawa Electric can win the case because they have patents."

Yes, that's it!

Saito Haruka was finding a reason for her peace of mind, and her heartbeat slowly decreased.

"Does he have a patent for Nintendo? No! He doesn't!" Saito waved his hand, and his confidence grew stronger.

"Odao, don't be afraid. Nintendo is far away in Kyoto, and they can't do anything to us.

In court, they had no basis, so we won!”

"Hai" was comforted by the president, and Oshima couldn't help but feel relieved.

2 billion, probably not.

"President! Something is not good~"

While Saito and Oshima were comforting each other in the office, his assistant left door guard outside the door hurriedly ran in.

"I said, don't panic! Left Guard, what the hell is it?"

Saito Haruma stared at the panicked left guard in dissatisfaction.

"President, Shimada Production has refused to manufacture for us. And..."

"And what?!" Saito Haruma unconsciously raised his tone.

The left doorman gasped, "And the person we went to the retail store to deliver goods today was injured by a group of Yakuza."

"What?!" Saito Haruka was furious.

"Tutu~Tututu!"

"Didi!Didi----!"

However, before Saito finished speaking, he was interrupted by a noise outside the window.

Several people in the office looked at each other, then rushed to the window quickly.

I saw a group of young people dressed in rampages wearing headscarves outside.

Riding an exaggerated motorcycle, I was spinning around the door of Matsudaya.

Some tighten the accelerator and make the engine roar, some keep honking, and some keep whistling.

In just two minutes, a large group of people had gathered at the door.

They did not enter the interior of Matsudaya and only wandered around outside.

But whenever there are employees coming and going, this group of people will be intimidated with evil spirits.

What's more, when a female employee passes by, whistles and dirty words fly together.

The female employees were frightened and lost their faces, and some even cried bitterly.

"These bastards!" Saito Haruka subconsciously started to curse.

The person who was leading below seemed to hear Saito's scolding, and he turned his eyes to look at the window upstairs.

With the shocked and angry eyes of Saito and the others, they took out a handheld machine from their arms and threw it under their feet and crushed it hard.

Then, with a whistle, the large army rode the motorcycle and left rumbling again.

Saito saw the handheld machine on the ground clearly. It was Matsudaya's product.
Chapter completed!
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