Dragon Clan: Fujimaru-san is saving the world

What happened?

When Yuan Zhisheng came back to his senses and returned to the fifteenth floor again, he took a step out of the elevator before closing with doubts in his mind. He put his elbows in front of his eyes to block the light as much as possible, covered his ears with his hands and formed a head-hugging posture, his face He turned his head expressionlessly, and standing next to him was his most worry-free personal secretary, Sakura Sakura.

She was leaning on the edge of the crowd, clinging to the wall, holding a pair of noise-cancelling earplugs in her hands. Yuan Zhisheng reflected her embarrassed look in Miss Sakura's calm pupils.

Yuan Zhisheng took the headphones indifferently and immediately closed his eyes.

He is a good polite boy. Normally he would say thank you to Misuki Sakura, but he doesn't say it now just because he knows that the other party can't hear him at all in this damn place.

Lift up the Margarita and swallow it in one gulp.

Why is this water tasteless?

Yuan Zhisheng put on his noise-canceling headphones, turned on his phone, and quickly asked questions.

Yuan Zhisheng: [What happened here? King Bai has revived and used mental brainwashing on our commissioners? Or maybe I was actually kidnapped and sent to a research institution to become a brain in a vat. Everything here is an illusion made up of electronic data. Are you here to rescue me? 】

He didn't joke often, but now he had to.

Misbuki Sakura: [Unfortunately, this is reality. White King has not recovered, and you are not neo either. 】

Yuan Zhisheng: [It is indeed a pity. 】

Minamoto looked around and found that most of the people were in the front row watching the girl singing and dancing on the stage, so the entire banquet hall was quite spacious, so he simply led Misuki Sakura to the entire 15th floor banquet hall. corner of.

Throwing himself into the soft aviation sofa cover, Minamoto gave Sakura a "you can start explaining" look.

Shibuki Sakura: [Okay, first of all, while you were still in the hall, Ritsuka and I went out first. The head of the Ryoma family and the head of the Fuma family walked faster, and the remaining few were lying down with us. There was a lot of chatting in the elevator room. 】

[Titsuka invited Inuyama Ga to go to the banquet with him, but the head of the Inuyama family declined, saying that he was an old man and was not suitable for such an occasion. Titsuka continued to stalk him. 】

Minamoto Tatsuo: [It’s very rude, very Fujimaru Ritsuka, and then what. 】

Misbuki Sakura: [The other family heads were a little curious about how Ritsuka could have such a good relationship with Inuyamaga, so they asked. Inuyamaga started a discussion with other family heads on the theory that "high-quality mixed-race idols are about to rule the world." The head of the Sakurai family thinks it has great commercial value, and the head of the Miyamoto family thinks it has great research significance. 】

Yuan Zhisheng: [.I can’t keep up. Is this the title of a novel that otakus read? Forget it, keep talking. 】

Misbuki Sakura: [Titsuka took the opportunity to chat with the head of the Miyamoto family and the Sakurai family. The head of the Miyamoto family told Ritsuka something special about her bloodline, and then analyzed it carefully, "High-quality mixed-race idols are about to rule the world." "The feasibility and practical significance of this theory, the conclusion is that although it is promising, it is too difficult to implement in practice. So Ritsuka said this——】

——Then let’s try it now.

After Misuki Sakura finished saying this, she pointed to another row of sofas about ten meters away from them. Sitting there were the head of the Inuyama family, the head of the Sakurai family, and the head of the Miyamoto family. Of course, they didn't look like this. The lower-level cadre waved the knife vulgarly and made strange noises, but simply sat on his seat with his mouth open, his expression showing confusion and a hint of philosophical thinking.

Yuan Zhisheng was a little irritable, and he quickly sent a message.

[So what exactly did Ritsuka Fujimaru do? ! 】

Misbuki Sakura slowly closed her eyes and carefully dragged out the story that happened ten minutes ago from her memories.

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Ten minutes ago, Genji Heavy Industries, fifteenth floor.

"All eyes are on me! I have an announcement!!"

The girl's voice was clear and resonant. It was obviously a large office building with an area as large as a school playground on each floor, but this voice could be transmitted to the ears of everyone on the fifteenth floor without exception.

This requires not only voice, but also courage.

You know, even if you shout this in the streets of Shibuya, Tokyo, there may not be as many people paying attention as now.

Being able to withstand the gazes of hundreds and thousands of people in front of you without changing your expression is no longer a matter of social fear, but a matter of having the [Long-lasting Fourth Blessing] installed on your heart.

The girl put one hand on her hip and raised the other hand high like a top student, looking around.

"Hello everyone, I am Ritsuka Fujimaru, who is two and a half minutes late. Many of you friends here must have heard of me. Originally, I heard that there was a celebration session prepared for me today. But the strange thing is, I waited with anticipation and excitement for three minutes and 43 seconds, but no one came to talk to me!"

As soon as the girl finished speaking, everyone present could not help but show embarrassed expressions.

There was no way, this group of fearless gangster brothers and sisters originally thought that when the girl showed up, they would rush up to greet her and find out what she was like, but who would have thought -

This person actually got off the elevator with the three owners!

Three, three!

When the door was first opened, everyone held their breath and stepped back three feet. How could they have the courage to step forward and question him?

This awkward emotion lingered for a few seconds before the girl spoke again.

"As far as this phenomenon is concerned, I just noticed that everyone here seems to know each other well and has formed their own social circle, so I can't get in the middle of the conversation, right?"

The girl was ready for a psychological step, and everyone calmed down, feeling deeply at the girl's thoughtfulness. Then at this moment of gap, the girl didn't rest at all, and when she opened her mouth, a thunder broke out.

“So, I just went to the front desk and introduced myself!”

"Anyway, according to the procedure, Boss Yuan Zhisheng will ask me to come up and give a speech in ten minutes, so I will show my shame in advance!"

The girl's citrus-colored pupils shone brightly, and her aura continued to rise, just like a strong man from the Dou Sect walking through the air, slowly falling down.

I saw her combing her dark black tie, spreading her hands out in a gesture of surging waves, as if the chakra between heaven and earth gathered in her hands, spiraling, forming the shape of a ball.

"My surname is Fujimaru Nadika. I studied at Toyosaki No. 3 Middle School. I am the 23rd student council president, chairman of the Discipline Committee, campus English corner host, volleyball club president, sports equipment administrator, street office honorary member, women's committee third branch squad leader, and The monitor of Class 33 and the psychology class assistant! My hobbies are fitness, practicing hand-to-hand combat and learning mythology and history! It is an honor to meet you all here today. It is an indescribable fate. I hope that we can start from BrainStorming together and deepen our understanding. Understand the concept of Sheqi Bajia's development philosophy, give ideas for future trends, build a good bridge between the innovation of the younger generation and the experience of the seniors, and achieve a win-win relationship!"

What is she saying?

Everyone's first reaction was the same. They looked left and right, they were at a loss, and they were overwhelmed by the water. But at least this was an image of a man who was good at talking about things and made a deep impression! Couldn't help but start paying attention.

Some people also saw that the girl deliberately filled the content with Japanese English that elementary school students can understand, and once again lamented how considerate it was.

Raise an image and attract attention.

"I know that you still have doubts and doubts in your mind, because the basis of cooperation and trust is a reciprocal relationship."

The girl began to stroll, stretching out her white arms and waving half a circle, pointing to every audience present.

"The seniors gathered here have all contributed to the family. They have exhausted their efforts and burned their bones. As the years pass, these are the bricks and tiles you have added to the huge empire of the Sheqi Eight Family. In this sky-holding giant, Stroke by stroke!"

"You have already proven your value to the family, and I am just a newcomer who has arrived in vain. Not to mention everyone, even I cannot trust myself in the war with the fierce ghosts, in this inevitable fierce battle. can make waves.”

The girl slapped the table. Even though there was only air in front of her, she still relied on her excellent body language to show that she was shocked by the podium.

"In fact, it was not until five days ago that I completed my first mission. After the mission, I received a text message from Boss Yuan Zhisheng, asking me to submit a mission statement. To be honest, there is no format template. As a junior high school student, I hated it."

Subtle and well-intentioned laughter came from everywhere. Several experienced family heads had already discovered that something was wrong. The words they just said were quite thoughtful. While drawing closer to each other, they reaffirmed their status as Yuan Zhisheng's direct subordinates. Once again, this is a simple psychological suggestion.

Fujimaru Ritsuka does not represent the "newcomer to the Executive Board" but "the naive direction and instructions of the Director of the Executive Board, Minamoto", successfully avoiding the emergence of such emotions as "Who is this?"

Establish majesty and make people not only listen to your words, but also force them to think.

Is it unintentional?

"So I wrote one based on my three years of hard study in physics and chemistry experimental classes and writing experimental reports. After submitting it, I was asked [my thoughts on the current form and future development direction of the Menggui Zhong and Sheqi Eight Families]. It is said that This is a question that every newcomer who joins Sheqi Bajia will be asked."

Everyone below nodded unconsciously, their sense of recognition rising.

Without realizing it, this was a precursor to changes.

The next moment, the girl's open hands changed shape and suddenly turned into the posture of an accordion! His eyes were as solid as a lion out of its cage!

"I thought so!"

What?

The flow direction has changed!