Love begins with inheriting the father's legacy

Because sometimes, many things are not about working hard or not, and a few diplomas can't really solve anything. It depends on whether you work hard in the right direction."

As he spoke, Watanabe Makoto had already stood up and walked lightly to the other party's side: "Saionji-san, do you think I'm right?"

But just as his rough big hand was about to slap the other person's shoulder, the latter took a small step back without leaving a trace.

Just such a subtle movement made Watanabe Makoto, who had always lived a life of luxury, feel extremely humiliated. A hint of shadow visible to the naked eye flashed under the lenses wrapped in the gold frame.

However, his Qi-cultivation skills had reached a certain level, and he changed his hand that was frozen in mid-air to the action of holding the frame of the mirror: "Saionji-san is indeed a girl with a very high spirit. I also admire your attitude. I hope that you can keep it up in the future.

After all, the most scarce thing in this world is never talent, but the platform for these talents to display their talents, but the number of places on these platforms is destined to be limited.

Once you miss it, it means you will live a mediocre life. With such a beautiful face, you will have to spend all day with pots and pans, and be burdened by trivial household chores. You will even be blamed by men who are more mediocre than you. Such a life is really sad just thinking about it!"

Having said that, he completely ignored Saionji Akemi's reaction and slowly walked towards the door of the conference room. As soon as the door opened, interviewees appeared at the front desk one after another, queuing up with resumes in hand like they were going to a market. There were even people who couldn't get a ballpoint pen and couldn't fill out the information, or even if it was their turn, they couldn't book a conference room.

These mind-boggling scenes seemed to confirm the other party's words and mercilessly tore off the disguise on Akemi Saionji's face, revealing the bloody truth.

"I am a person who is always too kind to others, so I will go back and think about it again. However, it is only for one day. After all, the quota is too tight, and I can't explain it to the higher-ups."

"A smart girl like you, I'm sure you won't disappoint me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Watanabe Makoto disappeared in the conference room.

At the same time, an HR classmate pushed the door open and signaled that Akemi Saionji had taken up too much time in the meeting room and asked her to leave as soon as possible.

Akemi Saionji didn't even know when she left the meeting room. In a trance, she heard her best friend Shiratori Tsugumi, who was as excited as a peacock, chattering about her joy of passing the interview.

But when Akemi Saionji turned her head, she could see a half-broken bright red finger mark on the other person's chest, and she couldn't help but feel sad.

I also want to try to be my original self again and put the work remuneration into my own pocket with peace of mind.

But hitting a wall again and again seemed to be mocking how ridiculous her remaining self-esteem was.

Although she does not consider herself a good girl and would use her advantages to gain some convenience from boys, deep down, she has never thought about achieving class transition through a wealthy family.

Because she was very clear-headed. In the eyes of these big shots, a pretty girl like her was just a plaything at best.

The inequality of status and background means that even if you are lucky enough to enter that class, you will have to act according to the other party's mood all day long. A pre-marriage contract will also clearly tell you that once you lose this marriage, you will be back to your original situation again.

However, isn’t the reality before us more cruel than a transaction with a clearly marked price?

So much so that even a simple job was rejected time and time again.

So, is it really necessary for me to persist?

Thinking of this, that face appeared in Akemi Saionji's mind again, that handsome face that always had a faint smile on his face and remained calm and confident in the face of anything.

Since it was a deal, he was obviously a better choice because he was young, rich, and humorous compared to the old man who had completely disregarded her feelings.

Because she really doesn't want to live a life of counting her fingers day after day. Instead of dating a boy who can't even spend a few cents to celebrate a holiday, but pretends to use handmade things to cover up his embarrassment, and thus enter the cage of marriage, it is better to invest her limited youth in advance.

At least, there is a reward that can be seen and touched!

Thinking of this, Saionji Akemi's eyes gradually regained their spirits, and she retrieved someone's contact information from the memo.

But just as she was about to press the button of the avatar corresponding to the two words 'Lose-kun', her best friend beside her suddenly exclaimed.

"It can't be true, Mingmei, look, there are so many people!"

Feeling her best friend's pull, Akemi Saionji also raised her head, and soon she saw the important executives of Tokyo TV coming to the entrance of the company's lobby. Following the order of the old man with white hair, they lined up neatly.

At the same time, on the large screen at the front desk, a few lines of words glared into everyone's eyes:

——Welcome Director Seto to TV TOKYO headquarters!

thump! thump! thump!

And for some reason, even though she felt it was ridiculous, the idea seemed to have taken root in her heart and suddenly spread wildly in Akemi Saionji's mind.

Could it be him?!

very much

Chapter 173 You don’t want your fiancé to lose his job, do you?

Inside the office.

Before Watanabe Makoto could even sit down, there was a knock on the door.

Originally, it was tiring enough to give these beautiful female college students psychological support, and there were always miscellaneous trivial matters for me to deal with at the station.

Just like when I first arrived at the company, my father, who was the chairman of the board, actually asked me to quickly clean out those who had insufficient business capabilities a while ago, but those were all fresh and young people that I had carefully selected.

Some of them I haven’t even had the chance to enjoy yet!

These old guys, they take everything and just clean up their messes.

When we were screening, one after another passed, but I didn’t see you blink an eye.

Now it’s a good thing, because a certain unknown big shot is coming to the station, and a death order has been issued for him to erase all traces.

Damn it, I'm the deputy director of the main station, not the mama-san of a brothel. With my abilities, I should be entrusted with greater responsibilities, or have a new program specially designed for me to try and see if I can bring a breakthrough to the ratings that have been stuck in a bottleneck.

If he could produce a phenomenal program, Watanabe Makoto would be able to shut up those people who were secretly criticizing him for relying on his father's influence to get the position of deputy director.

I was just born into a good family, it doesn’t mean I’m useless!

It's all because of the old guys who are satisfied with the status quo and think that the position of Tokyo Radio cannot be shaken. They say that all they need to do is to do their job well.

He is a talented person who graduated from a prestigious university. Although he is the deputy director, he is not allowed to really participate in the program guidance. He even lets those pedantic old guys revise the manuscripts for him again and again.

Apart from giving enough trust in selecting female college students, his talents were completely buried.

Whenever he thought of this, Watanabe Makoto felt a sense of sadness that there are many good horses but few good horse trainers!

He rubbed his temple tiredly and sighed: "Come in!"

As the door was pushed open, a beautiful girl in an OL professional suit walked in, but compared to the interview half a year ago, her buttocks had obviously become more plump.

However, the two collar buttons that had always been unbuttoned were now tightly covered. The gorgeous makeup began to look more pure and elegant, with a more youthful look and a less worldly feel.

It seems that the station really attaches great importance to this distinguished guest this time.

Thinking of this, Watanabe Makoto stopped sighing and adjusted his facial expression: "What's the matter?"

The girl saluted respectfully: "Director Watanabe, the chairman asked you to go and welcome the distinguished guests together."

"Yeah." Watanabe Makoto nodded lightly.

The girl was about to leave when she suddenly remembered something and pursed her lips: "Last time the director mentioned my boyfriend's job..."

Watanabe Makoto raised his eyebrows and said playfully, "I heard that you and your boyfriend are getting married soon?"

"Yes." The girl didn't know why the other party asked this, but she still answered respectfully.

"Come here!" Watanabe Makoto said in a low voice.

The girl was shocked, and bad thoughts started to spread from the bottom of her heart.

Seeing the other person standing there motionless.

Watanabe Makoto's face suddenly darkened, and the transparent lens reflected a cold white light: "What's wrong? I can't control you anymore?"

The girl couldn't help but shudder, and even her face became panicked: "No, director, I'm getting married soon."

"Oh? So you don't need my help anymore, including your fiancé's work, right?"

Watanabe Makoto raised his chin high, with contempt in his eyes.

"It's not like that... I'm sorry, wuwuwu~ Director, I know I was wrong."

After all, the girl had too little social experience, and her defenses were immediately broken and she started sobbing.

Being able to work at Tokyo TV is something that even students from top universities dream of, and she really doesn't want to lose such a decent job.

"What are you doing? It makes me sound like I'm threatening you?"

"No."

"Then why are you still standing there!"

"I, I know."

"Right, that's right. I've also been paying attention to your fiancé's work."

"Thank you...thank you."

"Well, after all, we graduated from the same college. This is what a senior should do. Come on, let me test you and see if you can be a qualified wife in the future."

"But, the director... Chairman, I want you to go over there quickly."

"Two minutes is enough!"

……

The fact is, Makoto Watanabe overestimated himself.

It was only about a minute and a half when I left the office.

Especially the hidden look of the little special assistant made him feel a little angry.

But there was no way out. My father was urging me to do this. If I didn’t show up, it would definitely cause dissatisfaction among several senior executives.

He could only suppress the slight unhappiness in his heart.

So, when he arrived at the lobby, he saw the station director, who used to be courteous even to his own father, and a group of senior executives, all gathered at the elevator entrance, surrounding a man who had just walked out of the elevator, all with smiles on their faces.

Especially the director's old face, which was wrinkled layer by layer because of his smile.

Who on earth is this guy? !

Watanabe Makoto was extremely shocked, and was overwhelmed with fear and shock.

Watanabe Makoto realized the problem and immediately restrained his somewhat casual expression. His slightly bent spine also straightened involuntarily.

No, I must make friends with such a big shot no matter what.

It doesn't matter even if I give all those women to him!

Just because of the eager expressions of his father and the director, Watanabe Makoto already had ambitions in his heart.

I don’t know if it was a coincidence, but Watanabe Makoto, who had just come up with some ideas, suddenly found that the big shot was actually looking at him.

In an instant, he felt all the pores in his body dilate, as if he had tasted the finest fresh food, and his whole body was lifted.

This adult is looking at me!

My buried talent is finally about to see a turn for the better.

At the same time, Chairman Watanabe also noticed Jun'ichi Se's gaze, and was slightly delighted. He smiled and said, "I almost forgot to introduce you to Chairman Se. This is my son, Makoto Watanabe."

Hearing this, the faces of several senior executives nearby trembled.

Although everyone knows that Chairman Watanabe always promotes the most talented people regardless of their relationship with him, there is no need to rush to be clever at this time, right?

Mouth mushroom Yalu!

Se Junyi was slightly stunned, and through the other person's gaze, he also saw the corresponding person's appearance clearly, but he slowly reacted and showed a mischievous smile: "Not only do I know him, but Watanabe-san also exchanged some work ideas with me, which inspired me a lot."

As soon as he finished speaking, the smile on Chairman Watanabe's face became more and more charming, and the faces of all the senior executives changed as well.

The director looked at the father and son calmly, with a hint of imperceptible danger in his eyes!

But everyone was completely unaware that they were only a few steps apart. When the lenses of Watanabe Makoto's gold-rimmed glasses allowed him to see the face of his mentor clearly, a "boom" sounded in his mind out of nowhere, and his entire brain was buzzing.

How could it be him!!!

Chapter 174: Rebellious son, didn’t I tell you to be quiet recently?

impossible!

Absolutely impossible!

Looking at the face in front of him that was gradually becoming clearer and yet immature, Watanabe Makoto's face turned pale in an instant.

The memory of death really burst out in an instant.

Why is there no time to hesitate?

Because on the day I left the department store, I ordered my people to collect the other party's relevant information without stopping.

You can’t even remember it if you want to!

Although it was a bit of a surprise, he was at best just a shareholder of a second-rate entertainment company.