At the University of Tokyo, Nakano Ryoko, who had just finished class, received a call from her mother.
"...So, Yukihira allows you not to go home for the time being.
Your junior classmate seems to have reached some kind of agreement with him. Xingping promised to give you another year without urging you to get married. You can feel free to do what you want to do.
Having said that, I'm afraid this is the last moment of your father's patience.
If you don’t plan to marry that Kato-san in the future, he will probably choose your fiancé. Ryoko, you’d better be mentally prepared... Do you have any other questions?”
"..."
Nakano Ryoko was silent for a moment, and then replied softly: "No, thank you for telling me these things, I understand what to do."
"That's good, that's good." Mrs. Nakano muttered.
"Actually, your father doesn't want the relationship with you to be like this. Although he doesn't say it, he still loves you very much in his heart, otherwise he wouldn't have delayed your marriage until now.
It's just that as the head of the family, he has no way to deal with the sensitive issue of heirs.
Especially those in the branch family are coveting the position of the next head of the family, and there is a lot of pressure on Xingping, so I hope you won’t bear a grudge against him."
"…………"
Nakano Ryoko unconsciously squeezed the phone tightly, and there was silence for a moment.
In fact, she understands all the things her mother said.
Despite the fact that the Nakano family appears to have great glory and is a being that everyone admires and respects, in fact, the family has a lot of struggles secretly.
Those relatives she called uncles and aunts were watching his father's every move almost all the time, never missing any opportunity.
On the surface, they dare not take any action, but they often express tactfully that they want to adopt their son so as to help their family share the pressure. The calculation behind it is simply clinking.
In order to maintain the stability of the head of the family, Nakano Yukihei naturally could not allow those people to come and share power, so he later urged her to get married.
It's a pity that she was not born a boy, otherwise there wouldn't be so much right and wrong...
Ryoko Nakano took a breath and said to the other end of the phone in a hoarse voice:
"...Please rest assured, mother, that my daughter understands that you should take good care of yourself. In addition, please also say hello to my father on my behalf..."
"Ryoko..." Mrs. Nakano's voice became choked.
"Mom thinks that Kato-san is a person worth trusting. If you like him too, try getting along with him..."
Nakano Ryoko nodded in agreement, suppressed her sadness, comforted her mother with a few words, and hung up the phone in a hurry.
Then she took a deep breath, letting her scattered thoughts gradually calm down, and then she lifted her feet and walked forward.
At noon in the late autumn of October, the sun was particularly bright, the golden ginkgo leaves were scattered, and the carefree laughter of students could be heard all around.
"——Miss."
When she reached the gate of the campus, a familiar voice suddenly stopped her. She followed the sound subconsciously, and what she saw was an old and strong figure.
The other party was standing next to the black car, looking at her with a kind face. Dressed in a butler's uniform, she attracted the attention of many people.
"Iwai Uncle?? Why are you here??" Ryoko Nakano stepped forward in astonishment.
"The master asked me to drive for you and follow your instructions."
"Father...but haven't you retired long ago??"
"That's right, but I heard that you are living alone now, so I shamelessly asked the master to transfer me back. I will stay with you from now on, and I hope the lady will take you in."
"..."
Nakano Ryoko opened her mouth, suddenly not knowing what to say.
Uncle Iwai has been serving as the housekeeper of the Nakano family since she was born. He treats her as her own child, and she is very close to this old man who is always obedient to her.
The relationship between the two is no different from that of family members, but because the other party was old and later left the Nakano family, it was unexpected that Nakano Yukihira would call him back.
While she was thinking wildly, the old man opened the rear door respectfully and said:
"Furthermore, I have something to say to you. Miss, please get in the car first, and I will tell you slowly later."
"...?"
Nakano Ryoko's eyelashes fluttered slightly, her eyes lingered on the butler in front of her for a moment, and finally she nodded slightly in agreement and lifted her legs to get into the S600.
So the old man carefully closed the door, then quickly returned to the driver's seat, started the car and left under the curious eyes of passers-by.
After the car drove onto the main road, he handed a document bag to the back seat.
"Miss, please take a look at this."
"This is……?"
"That's what the master asked me to give you. It contains information about the people who reported the boy's company."
"..."
Nakano Ryoko frowned slightly when she heard this, "Didn't the tax inspection come under your father's instructions?"
"That's not entirely true." The old man shook his head, "As far as I know, your junior's enemies have actually taken action a long time ago. Master, he just did some things to facilitate things."
Nakano Ryoko's eyes narrowed, and she immediately opened the document bag at hand, lowered her head and looked at it intently.
After a moment, she raised her head again and asked the housekeeper in the front row: "Uncle Iwai, why did father give me these?"
The old man shook his head regretfully.
"I'm sorry, miss, the master didn't say it clearly. He just said that you might need this. As for the specifics, miss, you should make your own judgment."
Nakano Ryoko rested her chin in deep thought, "...then, does father have anything else to tell you?"
The old man replied simply: "No, I will obey your arrangements."
"Is this so..."
Nakano Ryoko's beautiful eyes moved slightly, and after thinking for a moment, she said:
"Uncle Iwai, please help me contact Uncle Kenichiro Yoshida. If he has time now, I would like to pay him a visit."
The old man suddenly smiled happily.
The name Kenichiro Yoshida may seem ordinary, but in fact he has another identity in Japan, that is, the head of the Sony Group.
"Okay, miss, I will help you contact Mr. Yoshida. Also, do you have any requirements for preparations for the door-to-door ceremony?"
Ryoko Nakano asked: "Do you have any suggestions?"
"Speaking of which, my master has prepared a gift for you to enter college. It is Katsushika Hokusai's only ukiyo-e. I happened to have brought it here today. Miss, do you think you can give it to Mr. Yoshida?"
The old man suggested.
Nakano Ryoko looked at him deeply, tapped her chin, "Okay, then I'll do what you want."
…
At the same time, in the office of Sony’s mobile game R&D department.
Matsumoto Jun, who has been busy for several months, finally achieved some staged results and completed the test version of the new mobile game.
This is a chess mobile game based on interstellar warframes. The content is mainly about training and battle. Players can freely assemble mecha parts and match their favorite lineup to fight against others.
Although this theme is a bit cliché, Japanese players’ love for robots has a natural bonus, and even if they are selling their feelings, there will still be people paying for it.
Moreover, Matsumoto Jun also boldly adopted the cyberpunk art style this time, and the visual effects in the fighting are very gorgeous, so it is somewhat interesting to play.
All in all, Jun Matsumoto has high hopes for this game, and his expectations for its future revenue are approximately tens of millions per month, which is about the top 50 on the best-selling list.
Although this ranking may not sound high, and is even far inferior to the best-selling "Clannad", Matsumoto Jun is not panic at all.
After all, his new game is a krypton gold-type mobile game, and its profit advantage is far better than that of Galgame, which has a single charging model. From a long-term perspective, mobile games are definitely more profitable.
Therefore, he never considered "Clannad" as a competitor from the beginning.
His goal is to challenge his former self and make the performance of the new game surpass "Wrath of Bahamut", so as to prove his ability and start a new starting point in his career!
Fortunately, Sony also happened to be interested in trying the mobile game business, and in particular, Chief Executive Watanabe, who was in charge of this business, appreciated his talent.
The other party was not only willing to provide resources for him to develop the game, but also gave him an opportunity to demonstrate the game at an important meeting, which was scheduled for this afternoon.
According to Executive Officer Watanabe, those attending the meeting will be important leaders of the company. If his performance is outstanding enough, his future development will be guaranteed.
Jun Matsumoto was very emotional every time he thought about this. He felt that he and Special Agent Watanabe were running in both directions, and it felt like a horse meeting a horse with a thousand li.
Therefore, he had to seize this opportunity both publicly and privately, and strive to make everything perfect so as to gain access to the eyes of those big shots.
In order to ensure that the game demonstration is flawless, Jun Matsumoto basically lives in the office recently, and his control of details is even more picky.
Affected by this, Shimamura and other members did not dare to be lazy and take advantage of the situation, so they had to work overtime to follow suit, and they became model pacesetters.
Everyone complained about this and expressed their desire to ask for leave to rest, but were ruthlessly rejected by Jun Matsumoto.
Are you kidding me? Seeing that this is about to be a critical moment, how could he allow someone to affect his future?
Therefore, no matter how much his subordinates begged for mercy, he rejected them without exception and only said that they would be compensated after the game demonstration was over.
After calming down the emotions of his subordinates, Matsumoto Jun took the time to check the PPT to be used in the meeting, and beautified some data and words.
Don't underestimate this move.
You have to know that those big guys kill countless projects every day, so some eye-catching data can make them a little interested.
As for the effect of this, Matsumoto Jun himself didn't know, but he was fully prepared anyway.
In the afternoon, Jun Matsumoto led members of the project team to the group headquarters building in advance.
The receptionist at the front desk checked their employee ID cards and then led them to a multi-functional conference hall that was as large as a basketball stadium.
At this time, there were many people sitting in the conference hall. They were members from various departments or branches of the group. There were almost a hundred people in total, including some well-known big-name game producers.
Shimamura looked around with gleaming eyes and exclaimed in amazement: "Good guy, there are so many big guys here! This is equivalent to half of the gaming industry, right??"
Jun Matsumoto himself was also surprised, and at the same time he felt very high-spirited. He secretly thought that he was finally lucky enough to reach this level, and it was worthy of all the hard work he had put in along the way.
"Ahem——"
He straightened his back slightly, pretending to be calm and said to his subordinates:
"Okay, everyone, don't be stunned, hurry up and find the location of our branch... And Shimamura, you kid, don't look around like a country bumpkin. Have you never seen a big scene?"
Shimamura chuckled and said in a very silly way:
"Yes, yes, the boss is right. How else can I say that you have a great position? Without your support, boss, the brothers may never have the opportunity to come to a place like this in their lifetime. Thank you, boss, for opening our eyes!"
"Yes, yes, you are the only one who talks a lot. Stop talking about these useless things when you are out and pay attention to the impact." Matsumoto Jun said happily, feeling very satisfied with this flattery.
After all, they did not forget about business and quickly found their own seats in the corner and sat down.
Not long after, a group of distinguished-looking middle-aged men entered the conference hall respectfully welcomed by the hostess.
Upon seeing this, many people immediately stood up from their seats and greeted them with titles such as "minister", "executive executive", and "specialist", while the leaders simply nodded in response.
Jun Matsumoto had sharp eyes and soon found a familiar figure inside. He also shouted "Specialist Watanabe" and successfully attracted the other person's attention.
The moment the two sides met their gazes, the head of the mobile game business couldn't help but be stunned. He saw Jun Matsumoto and others all had panda eyes, looking like they had stayed up late and were overdrawn.
He was a little surprised at first, but then he immediately guessed the reason behind it, with an expression of understanding on his face, and then he turned around and walked over.
…
I wish everyone a happy Mid-Autumn Festival in advance.