Love begins with inheriting the father's legacy

Yes, if a man has no purpose, how can he show kindness to a woman for no reason, even in the hot sun on a busy working day to congratulate himself.

"I understand." Hayakawa Miya knelt down in a standard kamikaze posture.

"Yeah." Jun'ichi Se nodded in satisfaction, dialed a phone number, turned on the speakerphone and placed it on the coffee table.

"Hello, who is it?"

Not long after, the other party's deep voice came from the microphone.

"Master Hanma, it's me, Jun'ichi Sei."

"So it's you, brother Lai. Hahaha. These past few days I was wondering when you would be free so I could host you and have a good chat. I didn't expect you to call me now."

"I'm sorry, it's a bit intrusive to call you today, but I want to ask you about someone."

"Hahaha, you don't have to be polite, brother. Just say it directly."

"I wonder if there is a talent named Mitsuhiko Murae in our station."

"Murae Mitsuhiko? Sounds familiar. What do you want me to do?"

"Haha, Director Fan Ma, you are too polite. I can't say it's an order, but I'm just wondering if the assessment system in the station has been a little lax this year. We should pay more attention to it, if Director Fan Ma doesn't mind my being nosy."

"No, no! Brother, you are an independent shareholder of our company, so you naturally have the right to put forward constructive suggestions to the company. Otherwise, give me a little time, and I will give you a satisfactory answer."

"Then I'll have to trouble Brother Fanma."

"Hey! I still feel comfortable with you calling me 'brother'. From now on, you can't call me 'master' anymore. Wouldn't that make us seem too distant?"

"Brother Fanma is right! Well, I won't disturb you from working here."

"Haha, okay, when you have time, you and I must have a good drink together."

"sure!"

beep……

As a busy tone came from the phone, Jun'ichi Se put away his phone calmly.

At the same time, with her forehead pressed tightly against the back of her hand, Hayakawa Miya, who was kneeling on the ground, couldn't help but tremble, not daring to breathe.

Se Junyi took a step forward, slowly lifted the other person's chin with his finger, and said in a chilling voice: "I don't want this kind of thing to bother me in the future, because I have always been a petty person."

"I... I know I was wrong." Hayakawa Miya swallowed subconsciously.

“Is an apology just something you say with your mouth?”

Hayakawa Meiya's long eyelashes trembled: "But, they are still outside."

"Go and lock the door."

"..."

Chapter 206: School Bully, School Director and First Love

Front desk.

The two girls looked towards the door of the cloakroom from time to time, their eyes revealing curiosity and a hint of shyness.

"I went in~"

"Yes, the doors are locked."

"How long?"

"Almost half an hour."

“Are all the people in the city so good at having fun?”

"I have no idea……"

"Damn it, this dry cleaning machine is so loud, I can't hear anything at all."

"Shh, stop talking, someone is coming."

Just as the two were talking, someone suddenly rushed into the dry cleaner's door.

"Hoo! Hoo! Hoo... Um, is Se-kun still here?!"

The person who came was none other than Mitsuhiko Murae who had left angrily before.

But compared to his fancy clothes and calm demeanor when he came before, he was now sweating all over and his face showed visible fear.

The two girls had no idea what had happened to each other, but when the other party mentioned the young boss, they couldn't help but look towards the cloakroom.

"Are you inside?" Seeing that the person did not leave, Mitsuhiko Murae's face suddenly brightened.

"Yes, but it's not convenient for the manager and others to meet Mr. Murae right now."

One of the girls with an oval face said something in a low voice with a shrewd look on her face.

"They?" Mitsuhiko Murae frowned.

"Yes, Manager Kaze-kun."

The oval-faced girl nodded, a hint of amusement in her eyes.

Upon hearing this, Mitsuhiko Murae's expression changed and he had a bad feeling in his heart.

However, he seemed to have some concerns, and even though he realized something, he still did not go forward to knock on the door.

This feeling made him feel very depressed.

It was just like when I was a model student, I watched my first love follow the school bully into the small warehouse, but I was powerless to do anything.

It just so happens that the school bully's father is a school director. If you offend him, not only will you not get the scholarship, you may even be expelled.

History is always strikingly similar.

I endured it in the past in order to get into a higher education institution. I thought that once I entered society and was accepted by a star company like Tokyo TV, the situation would get better. Who knew that I would have to go through this pain again today.

At this moment, Mitsuhiko Murae wanted to step forward and kick the door open, but his reason told him that this would not only fail to change anything, but would even cause him to lose this precious job.

It was precisely because of this glamorous job that he had no problem getting along with all the women he had met before, and had experienced many different styles...

Whatever, isn't she just a woman?

In broad daylight, she actually did something shameful with that pretty boy.

Why should I give up my bright future for such a woman?

Soon, Mitsuhiko Murae convinced himself with the same formula as before, just like his first love did not cherish his body.

If a woman doesn't even know how to cherish herself, what's wrong with Murae Mitsuhiko?

And just when the pointer reached 1:15, the door of the cloakroom was finally opened.

After nearly forty minutes of psychological preparation, Jun'ichi Se finally walked out satisfied.

Then, about half a minute later, Manager Hayakawa came out with wet temples and a slight blush on his cheeks.

Her eyes were on her toes the whole time, and her gaze was wandering, as if it had no focus.

Manager Hayakawa in front of him undoubtedly had a different kind of charm. His peach-pink cheeks were illuminated by the light, and his hair looked lifelike, as if he could breathe. Murae Mitsuhiko was a little obsessed with him, and even his breathing became rapid.

I can't help but think that this is okay.

But as another cold gaze shot towards him like ice, Mitsuhiko Murae was startled and woke up immediately.

He took a step forward and bowed with a standard 90 degree angle, completely bending his back: "Sai-kun, I apologize for offending you before. I hope you won't take it personally against a rude man like me."

Seeing this, the two little girls on the side were completely shocked, and their little mouths opened into O shapes out of surprise.

In less than two hours, the well-dressed Mr. Murae's attitude took a 2-degree turn, and he no longer had the arrogance he had before.

Could it be that……

Thinking of this, they subconsciously looked at Jun'ichi Sei. Seeing his calm look, they felt even more worried.

The person in front of them was an elite who was able to work in a star company like Tokyo TV. Well, at least in their opinion, compared to a dry cleaner like themselves, the other party could indeed be considered an elite.

But it was incredible that such a noble person could bow to their boss so easily and almost give up his dignity.

In comparison, Hayakawa Mia, who had heard the phone call with her own ears in the cloakroom, was obviously much calmer.

Of course, this calmness only remains on the surface.

In fact, there was an uproar in my heart.

So, the guy called Director Hanma is the legendary head of Tokyo TV?

But how is Junyi-kun related to such a big shot?

If I heard correctly, the other party seemed to call Junyi "brother"...

Just listening to the other person's voice, it seems that he is much older than me.

Hayakawa Miya is not stupid, she can clearly hear a hint of flattery in this.

Please?

However, when these two words popped up in Hayakawa Miya's mind, she couldn't help but feel that it was becoming more and more absurd.

Am I crazy or is Junyi crazy?

Why are everything that happens to each other so incredible?

It seems that from their conversation, Hayakawa Mia also heard that Jun'ichi also owns shares in Tokyo TV.

Could it be that Junyi-kun is not the biological son of her late husband, but the illegitimate son of Director Fan Ma?

Apart from this possibility, Hayakawa Mia felt that she could not explain the current outrageous situation at all.

"Murae-san, are you kidding me? I'm just a part-time worker, what can I care about?"

Jun'ichi Se pretended to be surprised.

The corners of Murae Mitsuhiko's mouth twitched, and he forced a smile: "Sase-san, all the mistakes are my fault. I was blind and didn't recognize the great man. Please give me a way to live."

If possible, Murae Mitsuhiko didn't want to be humble to a brat who hadn't even graduated from college.

But who would have known that as soon as I got back to the company, I hadn’t even sat down when I was scolded by my boss.

It even alarmed the station director and he paid attention to the matter.

He said that if he didn't satisfy Mr. Se, he would have to wait for the HR department to send him a dismissal email.

This frightened Mitsuhiko Murae so much that he crawled back to the dry cleaner's.

Without this glamorous job, he would be reduced to his original state again.

Once I return to my hometown, won't I be talked about from one end of the village to the other end by the village women who are cracking caramel-flavored melon seeds?

Seeing that the other party was speaking directly, Se Junyi no longer wasted time acting and pointed to the road outside: "How about this, from now on, when you walk on the street, no matter what means you use, as long as you can bring at least 20 in sales to our store, this matter will be treated as if nothing happened."

"Oh, by the way, we have corresponding charging standards and we won't overcharge customers arbitrarily."

Hearing this, Murae Mitsuhiko subconsciously looked outside the gate. The road seemed to be twisted due to the high temperature. After a trembling face, he gritted his teeth and agreed: "Okay!"

Chapter 207 This guy is going to attack me

"Mr. Driver, this is it."

After an unknown amount of time, a taxi pulled over on the side of the road.

A girl in formal clothes came out, holding a transparent file bag in her hand. She looked like a female employee of a company.

However, he looks rather immature, more like a fresh job-seeking graduate.

"Ah? What's going on?!"

Hayakawa Sakurano looked at the crowded store and couldn't tell whether she had come to a breakfast shop or her own dry cleaning shop.

The long line of people had already formed an M shape and spread out in a circle to both sides.

Isn’t the sun shining outside?

The funniest thing is that some people actually come to my door carrying their own big cotton-padded jackets and say, "Brother, it's summer now, okay!"

Are dry cleaners really that profitable?

Soon, Hayakawa Sakurano discovered that there was a man in a suit and tie outside the crowd, who was shouting slogans with passion: In the first three days of opening, there will be a 50% discount, old clothes can be turned into new clothes at only half the price, and the first 50 people will receive a special package of stain-removing laundry detergent!

Except for a little hoarseness in my voice, the whole process was flawless.