I’M Really Helpless In Tokyo

"Of course I know that for that kind of precious thing, the Kawasaki Master Temple must have asked that it be strictly prohibited! But there are always exceptions..."

"Don't worry, you just need a little ‘research sample’ here, it will not involve refining and use methods, and will not spread out to damage your reputation. Not only the price will definitely satisfy you, but also..."

Seeing that Sosuke Araki’s refusal was overwhelming, Hiroshi Tokuta hurriedly moved his smiling face crumpled into a sunflower, lowered his voice, and said, "Although your'confidential' identity cannot be exposed for the time being, I have already reported to Toshimoto. The chairman suggested that you should be given a fair degree of exemption under the premise of confidentiality."

"Although the chairman said that you have to think about it, but if you are willing to'deal', I will make every effort to facilitate this! After all, the two things of'confidentiality' and'ranking' are not actually in conflict..."

"Rating? Haven't I passed your'Official Spirit Eliminator Trial'..."

"Well, I don’t have to worry about taxes and debts... The bubble bath and izakaya are good, which one should I try first... By the way, there are cars. Successful people drive four-wheelers..."

Absent-mindedly dealing with Hiroshi Tokuta, Sosuke Araki had already thought about how to use this "massive money".

To him, who is about to get a huge sum of money that he has never seen in his entire life, the "unclean deal" proposed by Hiroshi Tsugada is naturally less attractive.

"If you are promoted to exempt level three, you will not only receive a basic subsidy of 5 million yen per month, but you can also receive a variety of high-level commissions with rich bonuses!"

"Promotion... I... wait, level three?!"

"Of course, with your strength, level three is naturally more than enough!"

However, Hiroshi Tsugada’s next words made him once again suffered a "two hits from the rear": "Five or five million subsidies, or monthly?! Can you also receive high-level commissions with generous bonuses?!"

"Isn't it, one month's basic salary should be given as a year of takeaway, plus a high and scary commission?" ! Did you make money like this in the business of eliminator... Guangzhi, a bastard, abused his power to release such a difficult-to-refuse condition..."

Araki Sosuke broke his fingers and calculated back and forth, feeling that he was about to suffocate under the offensive of Hiroshi's "Workplace PUA".

"Then, that, Guangzhi, I, I will think about it, and I will reply to you later."

"Cold and calm, Sosuke Araki, 23 years old, a virgin...Although the peak of the workplace is right in front of you, but relying on the greasy middle-aged uncle to sell yourself to the top, not only does not conform to your life creed, but also will be defeated by Hanyu sister The skin was cramped and sliced ​​into specimens, not to mention that a large amount is now in hand... By the way, go to the ATM to check it out first, and calm down by the way..."

Frowning, loose, loose, and wrinkled, Araki Sosuke stood up abruptly as if trying to get rid of something, muttered to himself, and walked out of Tsukida's office in despair.

"Damn it, obviously almost..."

Seeing the back of Sosuke Araki's departure, Hiroshi Tsugada put away his "business smile", and while wiping frantically on his office chair and desk with a rag, he showed a gloomy expression.

"No, he was already in his heart just now. What is he hesitating... Could it be that he signed a blood contract with the Kawasaki Master Temple?"

Although Chu Ling is powerful, when it comes to "ethics", Araki Sosuke is undoubtedly much more unlimited than propaganda.

"I see! Helping nun Niya drop such a large area of ​​purification technique, he must be'out of stock' now..."

After carefully reviewing Sosuke Araki's previous performance, Hiroshi Tsukida seemed to have caught a clue.

"Hey, so, does it take time to refine, or go back to Kawasaki Master Temple to replenish it? Almost let the opportunity to peek into the refining method and slip away from under my nose..."

As if he had figured out something, he stopped what he was doing, hurriedly slammed the door and left the office.

...

16 hours before Shimoto Ichiro's death, Akihabara Electric Town.

"Mosimosi, Uncle Yanagida, the money arrived so soon? It's just a little money, don't get excited..."

Sosuke Araki, who proficiently squatted in front of the convenience store with "Slavic squat" and frightened the customers to detour, picked up the phone in the tone of a "successful person": "What are you talking about? Thousands of'stolen money' returned to me?!"

"Don't talk nonsense, how could I be involved in drug deals, and I didn't do anything like loan sharking, killers, extortion, or bank robbers!"

"No, it's not about underground car racing, crime-fighting, human trafficking, movie actors, organ sales, part-time cowboys, body cleaning, etc...In other words, why do you an orphanage dean know so much?! "

On the other end of the phone, the panicked Dean Yanagida didn’t know what he said, making Araki Sosuke a little bit irritated: "You think of me as someone... I have never been paid, I have never touched money, I am right I have no interest in money, so why would I do those things for money?!"

"Although the content of the work is confidential, I assure you that what I am doing now is definitely the serious work of saving the dead and helping the wounded, alleviating the people's worries, and there is still the kind of welfare pension and national health insurance!"

"What, don't you believe it? ! Wait, I will send you the personal tax certificate right away! 』

After screaming on the phone for a long time, Dean Yanagida, who was full of sorrow and ready to surrender at any time, hung up the phone dubiously.

"Uncle Yanagida is really true. People are now paying off their taxes and debts. They can treat successful people in Ginza every day, and they wear colored glasses to see people..."

Sosuke Araki murmured after sending the "tax certificate record" from LINE to Dean Yanagida's account, and immediately called a certain phone call: "Oh, Ryoma, have you received the transferred money? Now we will both clear them. NS……"

"You asked me why I suddenly had money to repay my debt, did I win the lottery? What a joke, you don't look at the current business layout and structure of my uncle. Where is this fraction?"

"Well, I will arrange a bureau to celebrate in the evening and go to the one I have always wanted to visit..."

"What, you fought a dozen Aum Shinrikyo cult yesterday, and now you are doing PTSD recuperation, so you can't come? ! Wait, why did I hear someone screaming from your side...Don't hang up, I'm letting go. As the "Navigator" of the queen, how can you organize this game if you don't come to this round..."

On the other side of the phone, Ryoma seemed to be very busy before the 2nd. He didn't even answer the topics that he was most interested in, and hung up the phone after a few words in a hurry.

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