Tokyo: Starting with taking on his wife's debts

It is entirely possible to start by building a medium-sized game development company with at least 100 employees.

However, if this is the case, there will be no adjustment period between each employee and each department, which will easily lead to problems.

We have decided to temporarily suspend external recruitment and instead focus on poaching talent from Game Freak studio.

Hideaki took the phone list from Shota's hand and asked, "Of those six, which one do you feel you had the most contact with at Game Freak?"

“It should be him!” Shota pointed to the name of art designer Hiroshi Akiyama and continued, “He’s quite senior; he started out working with Ken Sugimori…”

“Then let him…” Xiuming glanced at his watch, it was 8:50, “…come here at 10:30, and the others can be here tomorrow afternoon!”

Shota agreed and ran towards the public phone booth.

Hideaki couldn't help but slap his forehead. A registered company of 450 million yen, using a public phone booth to make calls—it was a bit shabby... But now was not the time to think about that.

The reason I called Akiyama Hiroshi over was that I needed to question him in depth first and obtain some necessary intelligence information.

For example: What is the internal layout of the studio like? What is Satoshi Tajiri's exact work schedule, and what time does he usually arrive at the studio? What specific difficulties is the studio currently facing? Besides money, what bottlenecks are there in game development technology?

Of course, more importantly, we need to determine the details of Satoshi Tajiri's personality: what he likes, what topics he's interested in, what he dislikes, etc.

Secondly, a beautifully designed company brochure needs to be created, featuring a magnificent photo of the Tokyo Financial Tower, since the building has already been reserved. Then, the new company's logo should be printed in a prominent position on the building, along with the words "Registered Capital 450 Million Yen" next to it.

This is a silent declaration of strength.

The company was so poor it didn't even have a graphic design team, so Xiuming immediately went to the nearest print shop and had a copy made.

I also had the print shop make a presentable yet simple investment intention framework document. It didn't have many specific details, but the main titles were very eye-catching: "Strategic Investment" and "Project Cooperation"...

Xiuming finished his preparations at exactly ten o'clock.

Shota was sitting at the long table by the door, reading a comic book.

“Take a look at this,” Hideaki tossed the company brochure and investment intention framework to Shota. “What do you think?”

Shota picked up the beautifully designed company brochure and stared blankly for a long time. "President, is it...is it true? I mean, wouldn't renaming this building 'Mirai Co., Ltd. Building' seem a bit too..."

Hideaki tentatively named the company "Future Co., Ltd.", which fits his identity as a time traveler.

His original plan was to find a group of like-minded business partners in the early stages of his startup, and then discuss the company name together, which would create a better atmosphere.

But I never expected that the stock market would be so profitable; it could be considered a successful business venture.

After that, they're no longer business partners; they become project collaborators, subordinates, or family members...

"It's reserved. It's less than 300 billion yen. I'll buy it next month..."

While Hideaki was showing off to Shota, the trading departments of Sanyo Securities, Nomura Securities, and Yamaichi Securities simultaneously triggered the company's risk control alarms due to a series of reasons, including Hideaki's futures account having excessively large single-trade profits, abnormally accurate timing of trades, and extremely high margin utilization.

Nomura Securities, as the dominant player in the securities industry, is confident and even arrogant. They possess the strongest research capabilities, a well-developed information network, and government relations.

Following Hideaki's instructions, Mr. Okamoto carried out the operation step by step and with great care. At the moment the transaction was successful, he made a profit of 160 million yen in a single transaction!

A tremendous sense of accomplishment welled up in his heart; it was an unprecedented feat!

Then came the elation of his performance, bonus, and commission. Just as he was about to reach for the phone to tell Xiuming the good news, his immediate supervisor, a short, stout middle-aged man at the ministerial level, strode up to his workstation and grabbed the white phone next to him.

“Okamoto-kun, don’t call him yet,” Mr. Nakamura said seriously. “Chief Sato of the Special Investigation Team will be handling your client… She’ll be here soon…”

Okamoto's expression changed.

Yesterday afternoon, when Hideaki made 9000 million yen on his first trade, a risk control alert was triggered, and the company's senior management held a discussion meeting last night.

One view holds that he is an extremely dangerous speculator who could pose a huge risk to the company.

Another viewpoint suggests that he was a "genius trader" or a "front man" for a certain financial group, who could be recruited and used for their own purposes.

Because Xiuming only conducted two transactions, the company temporarily adopted a unified approach: cautiously courting him.

First, select Minister Sato, who holds the second viewpoint, and use all resources to investigate Hideaki's background, find out where his money came from, and whether he is connected with Matsuba Bank (Hideaki's money is transferred through Matsuba Bank), the Ministry of Finance, or some large corporation.

As the company with the strongest ties to government departments, it is tough and arrogant, but also very cautious, after all, the Celestial Dragons are all relatives.

On the other side is Yamaichi Securities.

As the perennial runner-up, always overshadowed by Nomura Securities, this firm dreams of dethroning Nomura and employs a more aggressive approach. This brokerage will go bankrupt in six years.

Hashimoto and his boss were ecstatic because of the astonishingly high commissions and performance; it was like a windfall.

Shiraki Ikuyo thought to herself: Is defeating Sato still a long way off?

"Another 1.6 million yen! In just two days, he's taken 2.5 million yen from us!" Shiraki Ikuyo's ecstatic expression suddenly froze, then turned into a blank stare, her bright red lips trembling slightly. "This...this, this is too abnormal..."

Hashimoto cautiously glanced at the beautiful woman, whose expression shifted from joy to barely concealed panic, and tentatively asked, "Department Head Shiraki, what about the risk control department..."

Shiraki Ikuyo's expression turned serious as she walked out of the office in her high heels. "There'll probably be a meeting later, so you don't need to worry about it. Just continue to maintain good relations with Mr. Yamanaka. Do your best to meet any needs he may have..."

The last Sanyo Securities.

Compared to Nomura and Yamaichi, it was smaller in scale, but it faced more pressure than any other brokerage firm, and it went bankrupt after 6 years.

Tachibana's joy was more genuine than anyone else's, after all, Hideaki was her boyfriend, and she would be a wealthy woman in the future.

Xiuming will be coming to the company at noon. Will he spend money on me? Will he take me on a shopping spree?

I really want to walk calmly and confidently into that jewelry store in Ginza while wearing an 8000 million yen fur coat and turn my gaze to "that thing".

A sapphire pendant paired with a glittering gold necklace makes it look like you're wearing a giant star on your chest.

I also need ten emerald rings, all to wear on my fingers… three pairs of imperial jadeite bracelets to wear on my wrists… and most importantly, that 9 million yen jewelry set, pendants, earrings…

They bought them all at once.

900 million yen is definitely not cheap, so I'll have to try to bargain. "Hey? 900 million? Can you make it cheaper? I'll buy it for 800 million... Is that not okay? Sigh, I can't do anything with you. 900 million it is! It'll last a long time, so let's just write an invoice and wrap it up!"

Although I don't even know how to eat dinner right now, my dream isn't far away... Xiuming-kun... I'm going to buy all those jewels like I'm buying cheap pumpkins.

"Tachibana-chan, congratulations! Congratulations!" Tachibana's bald team leader bowed to her.

"No, no, it has nothing to do with me..." Tachibana suppressed her joy, "It's all Hideaki-kun's money, it's all the team leader's credit... I just moved my finger and clicked the transaction..."

"Anyway, he's already your boyfriend! He'll definitely be Mrs. Mountain in the future, so don't be modest~"

"We just officially became a couple last night... and... I haven't even proposed yet..."

Tachibana couldn't help but fantasize about what kind of romantic scene Hideaki would arrange if he proposed. What kind of surprise would he give her? Would he give her a sapphire ring the size of a pigeon's egg?

"It's only a matter of time! Tachibana-chan, you'd better seize the opportunity! Otherwise, such a good boyfriend will definitely be snatched away by another woman." The bald team leader chuckled twice, turned around and left, "I'll discuss the reception plan with the president again. Tachibana-chan, hurry up and call your fiancé to tell him the good news..."

Feeling dizzy, Tachibana picked up the phone and dialed Ayako's landline first.

"Yo~ Tachibana-chan, what's up?"

Ayako's flippant tone returned, and Tachibana's dizzying joy vanished. She hated that tone. "Is...is my boyfriend here?"

"Your boyfriend hasn't come back yet! He's probably still at the Miyamoto residence! Did Hideaki-kun's investment make money?"

"Yes, yes..." Tachibana thought about how Ayako had invested 800 million yen in Hideaki, making her an important client. As Hideaki's girlfriend, she shouldn't cause him trouble, so she decided to be polite to Ayako. "They made 160 million yen..."

"Wow~ Your boyfriend is amazing, I'm so smitten, I like him so much, can I have him?" Ayako said with a grin.

"No!" Tachibana shouted, "How...how could you do this?"

Sure enough, she really was trying to steal my boyfriend...

"But I can't control myself... He's so handsome, and he's got such a great body. I'll let you in on a secret, your boyfriend has eight-pack abs."

"Huh? You...how did you know?" Tachibana was stunned: I had no idea...

"Do you think those 800 million yen are so easy to get?" Ayako continued with a grin. "I have to go now, go call your boyfriend!"

Ayako was testing her resilience step by step, after all, Hideaki had said that Tachibana might not be able to withstand the blow and commit suicide, which had frightened Ayako.

Such ambiguous teasing is acceptable, but the pressure falls on Xiuming.

Ayako had an unbelievable level of trust in Hideaki, as if that scumbag could easily turn this innocent girl into someone like Riko with any method.

After all, through these two brief phone calls, Tachibana's personality exceeded Ayako's expectations; it seemed as if she saw a second Riko.

Before Tachibana could react, the phone went dead.

She didn't dare to think too much about it. Anyway, Xiuming would be coming to the company to find her soon, and she could ask him then.

Then I found the landline number for "Miyamoto 100 Yen Supermarket" and dialed it directly.

"Hello, this is 'Miyamoto 100 Yen Department Store'. Are you Ms. Tachibana?"

Riko answered the phone. After her previous conversation with Hideaki, Riko felt sorry for Tachibana...

"Ah, yes, yes. Hello," Tachibana paused slightly. It must have been Hideaki who told her her name. Now that she knew her name, and she was such a gentle girl, it would be very impolite not to ask her name. "May I ask, what is your name?"

"You can call me Riko."

"Hello, Ms. Riko, is Mr. Hideaki still in the store?"

It was that gentle voice of the waitress; it was so soothing to listen to. I could almost feel a maternal love in her voice. How strange…

"Ah, he's preparing plans for a new company... uh, I think... it's about setting up a game design company... he seems quite busy. If it's not urgent, could you tell me? I can pass on your message to him."

Riko glanced at the door and saw Hideaki and Shota talking to a middle-aged man named Hiroshi Akiyama who was wearing a baseball cap.

They all looked very serious, and Xiuming was even taking notes in a notebook, so it must be something very important.

If there's really nothing urgent at Tachibana's place, it's best not to disturb her...

After all, if it's not an emergency, it must be something romantic. Standing next to them, I would feel powerless... I would feel so incompetent... I even feel sorry for her when I think about how Tachibana might treat me badly one day, and Hideaki might actually dump her...

Riko was quite conflicted about this strange feeling of pity for her love rival...

She seemed to understand why she felt this way; it was as if it was because Xiuming had clearly and repeatedly stated that he could never abandon her. It was like standing in the safest place and then releasing her pity and love, which would be an insult to other women.

It seems like they're getting the benefit but acting innocent...

Riko held the phone, thinking to herself: Is this what it's like to have a scumbag husband...?

"Ah, it's not that urgent. Since Mr. Hideaki is busy, please tell him, Ms. Riko! He just made 160 million yen in futures trading." Tachibana said, a surge of pride rising within her: Isn't my boyfriend amazing!

Chapter 111 Here's 100 million yen, deal with it yourself.

Riko sensed a distinct hint of secret delight in Tachibana's tone, like a little girl showing off her wonderful doll.

"Ah! My...uh...you mean that deal just now, the one where you made 160 million yen? Your...your boyfriend is amazing~"

After saying that, Riko regretted it. She shouldn't have called him "your boyfriend" like that; it felt like he was trying to make fun of her.

When I find out the truth in the future, how will I face her... and then, how will she face herself?