You can't tell the president about this matter, and you can't even tell it to the outside world.
It was originally a matter of stealing Party A's benefits, and it would not be good for anyone to expose it.
Nishike Sakura hesitated for a few seconds and asked.
"Or, we won't accept the tip this time?"
Natsume Taku looked at Nishike Sakura and said in disgust.
"Do you think they will only play tricks on us once? They can let us not tip once for such a big project, what about the smaller projects in the future?"
Natsume Takuya looked at Sakura Nishike with hatred.
"Believe it or not, we will be blocked by them for any project we do in the future!?"
Sakura Nishike: "..."
Although the tip is not much, if it is gone in the future, it will be a lot of income.
Natsume Taku said sadly.
"I thought that the seniors of the company would definitely dislike us, but I didn't expect their methods to be so ruthless."
Dafeng Zheshu said bitterly.
"Then what should we do? We apologized to the seniors in the past, saying that all the tips for this project will be given to the seniors as gifts, please let the seniors let us go?"
Natsume Taku walked back and forth in the same place, and Natsume Taku stopped after a while.
"Dafeng, Xichi, there is too little information on our side right now, I'll go and find out what the seniors think, you continue to draw pictures, no matter what, don't stop the work we are doing."
"Hi!"
Dafeng Zheshu and Nishike Sakura turned their eyes back to the computer screen, Natsume Takuo left the studio sadly and went upstairs.
Natsume is going to the manager's office of the design department. In the past, the company was divided into design managers and construction managers. Now design and construction are mixed together, and only one design manager is in charge. Because of the reason for being in charge of design and construction, the power of the design manager is very large.
Natsume Taku wanted to ask the manager of the design department if he could give him a hand.
Natsume Taku walked to the door of the design department manager's office solemnly. The door was ajar, and just as Natsume Takuo was about to knock on the door to ask, there was a burst of laughter from inside the door.
"...I brought that Natsume Taku this time. His talent is mediocre, and his concentration is not good, but the president gave him such a project. I really don't understand."
Natsume Taku knew this voice. It was a senior designer in the company, Wudao Youshan, who had similar qualifications to Saeki Takeo. Wudao Youshan took Natsume Taku for a while when Natsume Taku was still a newcomer, and he was half of Natsume Taku's master.
But this master has no teacher's morality now, and he is full of gloating about what happened to Natsume Taku.
Then came the response from Shencha Manager (Design Manager).
"I'm not very clear about the president's attitude, but I know that the president may be very dissatisfied with us, Ms. Mizukami Hui, don't you think so?"
Natsume Taku who was outside the door was shocked.
Megumin Minakami?
The energetic girlish voice of Megumin Mizukami also came out.
"I think that guy Natsume may have advantages that Manager Shencha and Godao-senpai don't know about, and the president may have taken a fancy to that child Natsume because of his hidden advantages."
Wu Dao You Shan laughed.
"Advantages? I have taken care of Natsume's child for several years, why didn't I see that child has advantages?"
The manager of Shencha also echoed.
"Ms. Mizugami Hui, do you believe that Natsume Taku will encounter troubles that cannot be solved later, and come to us seniors for help?"
Wu Daoyoushan answered the words proudly.
"When the time comes, I'll make this kid a Tuxiazao to show my respect. See if that kid can do it or not!"
Mizukami's voice was a little awkward.
"No need?"
Wudaoyoushan's voice speaks righteously.
"I have also taught Natsume Taku for several years, and it is not bad to say that he is a preaching teacher. Doesn't he take me for granted?"
The voice of the manager of Shencha is playful.
"Ah, how can someone who doesn't even know how to respect teachers and elders get their help? Since Natsume wants others to help him, it's the minimum to express his attitude, right?"
Natsume Taku outside the door: "..."
Natsume Taku, who was standing in front of the door, retracted his hand.
After a long time, Natsume Taku turned around sadly and went back to his independent office.
…
Inside a coffee shop.
Sadako, who was wearing a black silk maid outfit, took a cup of coffee to a corner dining table and put it down.
"Guest, the classic coffee you ordered."
As soon as the words fell, Sadako's complexion changed drastically.
The guest sitting in the corner is none other than Ikuma Heihachiro's ex-wife Suzuki Mika who was making trouble at Ikuma Heihachiro's funeral the day before yesterday.
The wife didn't see the coffee that Sadako brought, but looked up and down at Sadako who was wearing a maid outfit, and then squeezed out a few smiles.
"Are you Sadako Ikuma? I'm Heihachiro Ikuma's ex-wife, Mika Suzuki."
Sadako: "..."
Now Sadako completely believed what Zhou Heng said before, that Suzuki Mika never cared about her mistress mother and daughter, otherwise she should be talking about Yamamura Sadako, not Ikuma Sadako.
This guy obviously found himself in front of him, but didn't he know that his mother had divorced Ikuma Heihachiro for a long time?
Sadako forced a smile.
"Ms. Suzuki, do you have anything to do with me?"
Suzuki Mika nodded and said seriously.
Sadako: "..."
She's really a woman with an eye for money...
In Sadako's heart, most of the guilt towards her father's original spouse was gone.
Chapter Forty-Fifth: Starting All Over
Natsume Taku went downstairs and returned to his studio.
Dafeng Zheshu, a handsome blond guy who was drawing a picture, said in surprise.
"Come down so soon? Natsume, is it settled?"
Natsume Taku was silent for a moment, then shook his head with a dry smile.
"I went to talk to the manager of Shencha, and he said that he is willing to help us, but there are conditions."
Natsume Taku looked at Nishike Sakura with a calm face.
"Sakura, Manager Shencha wants you to drink with him at night."
Sakura Nishike stopped typing on the keyboard. As an "old employee" of this company, Sakura Nishike naturally understood what it means to accompany wine.
Natsume Taku looked at Dafeng Zheshu again.
"Zhe Shu, the manager of Shencha wants us to tell the president that we are not capable enough, and we hope to find an old man who can help us manage this project together."
Dafeng Zheshu frowned, then said.
"We can't do this."
Sakura Nishike, who was wearing glasses, also nodded.
"The president entrusted us with such a big project because he trusted us. If we told him that we couldn't do it, the president would not give us big projects in the future."
That is to say, if they follow the request of Shencha Manager, the future of the three people present will be gone, and they will have to rely on small projects for a lifetime.
For this reason, Xichi Ying and Dafeng Zheshu felt that the suggestion given by the manager of Shencha was unacceptable, and there was no room for retreat.
This is what Takumi Natsume wanted.
Natsume Tuo sneered.
"Xichi, Dafeng, if these seniors can give us a way to survive, maybe I can humbly bow my head and beg them for mercy, but they don't want to give us a way to survive at all."
Natsume Takumi took a deep breath, and the figure of Megumi Mizukami walked past in his mind.
Natsume Takuya knew very well that Megumin Mizukami didn't care much about him in the first place. If he lowered his posture according to his senior's request, he might not be able to get Megumi Mizugami's attention in this life.
Of course, it’s okay if you can’t get Kei Mizugami’s attention, I’m afraid that your seniors think you are weak and can be manipulated casually, so even if you are doomed to fail, at least you have to struggle to let the seniors know that you are not easy to be manipulated before admitting defeat.
"So we're on our own."
Taku Natsume clenched his fist in his chest.
"Xichi, Dafeng, after I walked out of Shencha's manager's office, I went to the president's office, hoping that he can reconcile the conflict between us and our seniors, but!"
Natsume gritted his teeth.
"The president asked me, can't you solve such a small matter by yourself?"
Xichi Ying and Dafeng Zheshu's expressions changed.
Natsume Taku opened his hand and said excitedly.
"Dafeng, Sakura, do you understand the meaning of the president's words? He is on our side, but we need to solve these things before he can reward us."
Dafeng Zheshu said in surprise.
"President...does he finally want to attack the company?"
After the death of the first-generation president, the second-generation president took over the company, but due to his slack, he delegated a lot of power within the company.
Maybe the president of my own company can't stand it anymore, so I need to beat the moths in the company.
Coincidentally, the three of them became sticks in the hands of the president.
Natsume Taku nodded vigorously.
"Yes, so we are not alone and helpless. The president is secretly on our side, but the premise is that we can succeed. Gale, Sakura, surrender is meaningless. We can't bet our future on the softness of our seniors."
"Since the seniors are unwilling to let us live! Then let's fight!"
The noble and inferior classes of Wano people are very strict, and this strictness has also led to another instinct engraved in the DNA of Wano people.
Up and down!
The people of Wano country are keen on the next game!
The handsome blond guy Dafeng Zheshu slapped the table and said passionately.
"Okay! Let's fight!"
The beauty with glasses, Nishike Sakura, calmed down, and replied after helping her glasses with +2 coolness.
"If we really want to declare war on the seniors, then we don't have to abide by many rules, Natsume, our company has more than one building material supplier."
"If you are really brave, you can develop your own system."
…
outside the company.
Zhou Heng took Mrs. Mizunuma out of the company.
When Mrs. Mizunuma sat in the passenger seat, Zhou Heng couldn't help asking.
"Ms. Mizunuma, um, what is your job?"
Mrs. Mizunuma looked weird, Zhou Heng hurriedly explained.
"Knowing the customer's work, we can add some small things during construction, or meet some work needs."
Mrs. Mizunuma nodded.
"Is that so? Well, Mr. Takeo Saeki, my job is a training class teacher."