Reborn Tokyo Golden Age

Near the Tamagawa River in Ota Ward, Ota stroked his newly dyed yellow hair on his forehead. He pursed his lips, poof, and a bunch of yellow hairs rose up angrily.

Tsk, still that feel~

Although he didn't understand why Bai Chuanfeng asked him to change back to his previous style, he didn't ask much.

Since that time when he made up his mind to follow Bai Chuanfeng, the subsequent facts also proved that he made an extremely wise decision. Not only have a stable and considerable income, but also use the method of dumping second-hand goods back and forth in Tokyo to gather a large group of people.

Garbage collection points, civilian blocks, where there are many idlers with nothing to do. The clever Ota used these people to collect old electrical appliances and resell some low-end products, making a lot of money. And all he paid was some worthless tips.

No, these people behind him are all people who rely on his business for a living. These people can't be said to be subordinates, but it's no problem to make them strong.

Ota turned his head and yelled, "Be smart, remember that it's just a scare, don't do it. We are just innocent consumers who have come to defend our rights."

Seeing that everyone was silent, they looked at him eagerly. Ota secretly scolded a group of good-for-nothing guys, but he still had to raise his voice, "Cough, 2,000 yen per person afterwards."

"Don't worry, Ota-san. I'm the best at this kind of thing."

"I also have experience~"

"Ota-san, do you need to serve as a たり屋 (touch porcelain), I can get hurt out of thin air."

As soon as they heard 2,000 yen, the crowd suddenly boiled. Hell, 2,000 yen is almost enough to save them for half a month.

Everyone was laughing and cursing, and the 2000 and 30th people were bustling and bustling, and they were quite powerful.

"Okay!" Ota interrupted their noise with a wave of his hand, "Anyway, pay attention to what I just said, others are free to play. If you perform well, add money!"

As soon as the words fell, the crowd cheered again. Everyone is gearing up and preparing to perform hard at the meeting.

What's funny is that in order to pretend to be more similar, a few homeless men found a few sets of old suits from nowhere, and they really look like that when they are wearing them at the moment. If you ignore their slightly wretched expressions.

As for the others, they either have colorfully dyed hair like Ota, or wear turbans on their heads. In short, it doesn't look like a messy look.

Looking at the army under him with satisfaction, Ota raised his arm vigorously and waved down, "Ichikusuo (Go)!".

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Watanabe Electric Manufacturing Co., Yasuda once again pushed the old Watanabe to come here for inspection. Ever since Issei Watanabe made a sale last time, the old Watanabe has come here every now and then.

In fact, his body is no longer allowed to toss about like this. Before entering the workshop, just the sound of the machine tool's operation gave him an unbearable headache.

So every time I come here, I just look at the flowers on horseback. Most of the time, I mainly teach Watanabe a lesson.

In the conference room, Little Watanabe was playing the latest popular disco dance music on a Panasonic vinyl record player. He snapped his fingers over and over again while twisting his butt angrily.

With a click, the door of the conference room was opened. The old Watanabe stared at the dancing little Watanabe with a frosty face.

"Father" Little Watanabe stiffened for a moment, then frantically turned off the record player that was still ringing "every time".

After the old Watanabe noticed that the vinyl record player in the house belonged to Panasonic, his face darkened a bit.

"I'm researching competitors' products and looking for ways to defeat them." Little Watanabe explained embarrassingly.

Old Watanabe snorted coldly, but before he started to teach, there was a commotion outside the window.

"Unscrupulous Watanabe, get out!"

"This is the most trashy turntable I've ever bought!"

"Cheating consumers!"

The shouts one after another directly made everyone in the room stunned, and Xiao Watanabe's face turned pale.

"What... what's going on?" Old Watanabe, who had always been in front of the Taishan collapse without changing his expression, was also a little confused.

He has worked diligently in the industry all his life, and he thinks that he has carefully polished every product of his own. There is absolutely no problem with the normal use of a vinyl record player for ten or eight years. This has been confirmed by positive feedback from regular customers over the past few years.

But at this moment, he heard that someone came to the door, and there were more than one, which made him wonder if his body was so bad that he had auditory hallucinations.

As for Xiao Watanabe, his forehead was sweating at this time, and he couldn't understand what happened to him the most. It is not uncommon for him to experience product defects and consumer complaints due to cutting corners.

At most, it was just a phone complaint before, and he didn't care about it, just pretending it wasn't the case. The retailer just replaced it with a new machine to pass the past.

Looking at the momentum now, it should be an organized activity of consumer groups. If it's normal, it's fine, at worst, call the police.

But the terrible thing is that the old man who has always valued his reputation more than his life is here. If he could, he would definitely choose to welcome these people in politely, and then talk about it.

If you make a mistake, bow and correct it, and if you make a mistake, bow and thank you.

But how can I let them in, then the shitty things I did will be exposed.

"Father, I'll go down and have a look. Your health is important, so leave these matters to me. Please rest assured that I will listen to the opinions of customers seriously."

The old Watanabe looked at the serious Watanabe Issei, and thought in his heart that it would be a good idea to let him exercise. To run a company well, public relations skills are equally important.

Thinking of this, Old Watanabe nodded, "We must solve the problem properly, and we must never disappoint customers."

"Hay!" Kazumasa Watanabe lowered his head to express his understanding.

Seeing the back of Xiao Watanabe leaving, Yasuda, who had been silent all this time, hesitated to speak. Until now, the old president still doesn't know what happened. Out of consideration for his health, everyone basically didn't mention Watanabe's various miraculous operations in front of him.

Except for the sale of the Blackstone record player last time, which was a matter of everyone's livelihood, Yasuda took the risk of being hated by Xiao Watanabe and recruited the old president.

But this time... Yasuda always had a bad feeling in his heart.

After leaving the conference room, Kazumasa Watanabe loosened his collar and wiped the sweat from his forehead again.

These bastards don't come sooner or later, but they come at this time.

He hurried downstairs, ready to send these people away quickly. In case the old man is suspicious, if a reporter is attracted, it will be a disaster. It is estimated that the Blackstone record player just wanted to sell it at that time, but it could not sell at a good price.

Hasegawa, who happened to be waiting for the marketing department, was also sweating profusely and was about to run upstairs. He was relieved when he saw Kazumasa Watanabe come down.

"President Watanabe, hurry up and take a look. There are a lot of people outside, which has already affected the production of the headquarters. Don't forget that there are bankers from the Changyin Financial Institutions Bureau visiting today."

It was broken, and Watanabe Kazumasa remembered that there was another headache waiting for him.

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