Crossover: Pen name: Dazai Osamu, Omega Kasumigaoka

Amid Evelyn's praise, bartender Ji Bochang also joined the conversation.

He was mixing a tempting cocktail in his hand, but a hint of worry was on his face.

"Kitahara Shin, aren't you worried about the Ling family's retaliation?"

Ji Bochang placed the cocktail in his hand on the bar, turned to face Kitahara Makoto, and spoke with a hint of concern in his voice.

Kitahara Shin was slightly taken aback, then smiled calmly. He walked to the bar and looked at Ji Bochang with a firm gaze:

"Bo Chang, don't worry. Now that I've made this decision, I'm prepared to face all the consequences."

Ji Bochang sighed softly, his brows furrowed:

“The Ling family is very powerful, and their influence in the business world should not be underestimated. I am worried that they will use their power to suppress us.”

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Kitahara Shin nodded, indicating that he understood Ji Bochang's concerns. He pondered for a moment, then said in a deep voice:

“I know the Ling family’s power, but I also believe in justice and fairness. We haven’t done anything wrong; we’re just protecting our rights.”

"I believe that as long as we do the right thing and do the right thing, we will not be afraid of anyone's retaliation."

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Kitahara Makoto did not want to tell everyone about the opportunity.

Upon hearing Kitahara Shin's words, a hint of admiration flashed in Ji Bochang's eyes. He nodded and said:

“You’re right, we haven’t done anything wrong. I’m just worried that the Ling family will stop at nothing to deal with us.”

Kitahara Shin patted Ji Bochang on the shoulder and comforted him:

"Don't worry, Uncle. We are a team and we will face all difficulties together. In addition, I have already made some preparations and will try my best to avoid retaliation from the Ling family."

Upon hearing this, Ji Bochang's worries lessened somewhat.

Looking into Kitahara Makoto's determined eyes, he felt a surge of inexplicable confidence.

"Okay, I believe you."

Ji Bochang nodded, picked up his bartending tools again, and began mixing the next drink.

Kitahara Shin stood aside, quietly observing Ji Bochang's actions with a slight smile on his face.

Chapter 500: Missing Mai Sakurajima Again

Kitahara Makoto found a comfortable seat in a corner of the bar and ordered a glass of freshly squeezed juice.

Savoring this refreshing sweetness, it seems that the fatigue of the past few days is gradually dissipating with the cool liquid.

He looked around. The lights in the tavern had softened, and customers were either whispering or raising their glasses to drink, their faces beaming with satisfaction and relaxation.

He gently twirled the glass in his hand, his gaze occasionally drifting towards the darkening night outside the "660" door, calculating the time in his mind.

Finally, as the clock quietly struck a certain point in the dead of night, Kitahara Makoto put down his juice, a smile playing on his lips, ready to end the quiet night.

He stood up, his eyes searching for Haruko's figure in the crowd.

After finding her, Kitahara Makoto slowly walked over and said softly:

"Haruko, it's getting late, I should go home."

Haruko looked up, a hint of reluctance flashing in her eyes, but it was quickly replaced by understanding and gentleness.

"Okay, take care on your journey, see you tomorrow," she replied softly, their eyes conveying an unspoken understanding.

Kitahara Makoto nodded and turned to walk towards the tavern entrance.

He pushed open the door as he walked through the bustling crowd. A night breeze swept over him, carrying a slight chill but also making him exceptionally alert.

He took a deep breath and strode towards the sports car parked on the side of the road, his movements fluid and powerful.

Kitahara Makoto opened the car door, got into the driver's seat, started the engine, and with a low roar, the sports car slowly drove out of the open space in front of the pub and disappeared into the night.

With few vehicles on the road, he drove through the city lights, lost in thought.

Soon, the sports car slowly drove into a tranquil seaside area and finally stopped in front of a magnificent seaside villa.

Kitahara Makoto got out of the car, looked up at the building bathed in moonlight, and a gentle smile appeared on his face.

He strode towards his home, his heart filled with the warmth and peace of returning home. The door closed gently behind him.

Kitahara Makoto slowly walked towards the living room, the soft touch of the sofa instantly enveloping his tired body.

After settling down, he gently closed his eyes, allowing his body to completely relax, but his thoughts drifted away involuntarily.

In the quiet of the night, the image of Mai Sakurajima quietly surfaced in his mind—the girl who always managed to touch his heartstrings unexpectedly...

At this moment, she is in a foreign country, enjoying her travel time.

Imagine Mai Sakurajima strolling in the warm sunshine, or in some old town.

As Kitahara Makoto captured every touching moment with his camera, a gentle smile crept onto his lips.

He knew that although distance separated them temporarily, the deep longing and concern flowed quietly between them like a gentle stream.

When the night is quiet, this longing becomes especially strong, making him look forward to the day when he can reunite with Mai Sakurajima.

On this night, Kitahara Makoto silently made a wish, hoping that her journey would go smoothly and that their love would be as peaceful and beautiful as the night view.

After resting on the sofa for a while, Kitahara Shin slowly opened his eyes, his gaze revealing a hint of weariness and a faint longing for Sakurajima Mai.

He sighed softly and decided to get up and wash up, bringing the day to a perfect close.

Kitahara Shin stood up, his movements showing fatigue but still nimble.

Chapter 501 Errors in Fund Circulation

As he approached the bathroom, he gently pushed open the door, and a refreshing steam rushed towards him, as if it could wash away all the dust and fatigue.

The bathroom lights were soft and warm, illuminating his slightly tired but resolute face.

Kitahara Makoto took off his clothes, neatly folded them on a chair next to him, and then stepped into the shower area.

Hot water poured down from the showerhead above his head, instantly enveloping him and bringing an indescribable sense of comfort and relaxation.

He closed his eyes, letting the water wash over his body, as if it could take away all his worries and stress.

Under the baptism of hot water, Kitahara Makoto's expression gradually softened, and his brows relaxed.

He gently rubbed his hair, enjoying this moment of peace and self-reflection. Having washed away his fatigue, he felt revitalized.

After taking a shower, Kitahara Makoto stepped out of the bathroom, gently dried himself with a towel, and then changed into a comfortable set of pajamas.

He walked to the mirror and examined himself. Although he looked a little tired, his eyes were still firm and bright.

He smiled slightly at himself in the mirror, as if to encourage himself, and also as if to tell Mai Sakurajima, who was far away, that he was doing well.

He then entered the bedroom, which was simply yet warmly furnished.

Moonlight filtered through the gaps in the curtains, casting dappled shadows on the floor.

Kitahara Shin walked to the bedside, gently pulled back the covers, and slipped inside. He adjusted to a comfortable sleeping position, closed his eyes, and prepared to drift off to sleep.

Before falling asleep, Mai Sakurajima's image reappeared in his mind.

He imagined what she was doing at that moment, whether she was also thinking of him. This longing was like a thin thread, tightly connecting their hearts.

Finally, amidst this warm longing, Kitahara Makoto slowly drifted off to sleep. In his dream, he reunited with Sakurajima Mai, and together they wove a beautiful future that belonged to them.

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The first rays of morning sunlight peeked through the gap in the curtains and quietly entered Kitahara Makoto's bedroom.

Intertwined with the soft indoor lighting, it adds a touch of warmth to this tranquil space.

However, this tranquility did not last long, as a sudden, urgent telephone ring broke the peace in the room.

Kitahara Makoto woke up with a start, his brow furrowed, and reached for his phone on the bedside table.

The moment the call connected, his voice still carried a hint of sleepiness: "Hello?"

On the other end of the phone, assistant Li Hua's voice was clear and anxious:

"Good morning, Mr. Bei! There's an emergency that requires your attention. The acquisition project you previously assigned to me has been completed, which is great news."

"but……"

Li Hua's tone suddenly became heavy.

"It's just a small problem. The company has too many projects piled up, and we're having some trouble managing our finances."

Upon hearing this, Kitahara Makoto's sleepiness vanished instantly. He sat up straight, his expression becoming serious and focused:

"660, don't panic, Li Hua, explain the situation in detail."

Li Hua quickly reported the current project status, funding needs, and potential financial pressures to Kitahara Makoto.

Kitahara Makoto listened and nodded, his fingers tapping lightly on the edge of the bed, clearly thinking quickly for a solution.

"okay, I get it."

Kitahara interrupted Li Hua's report, his tone firm and steady.

"Don't panic, we'll take it one step at a time. First, gather all the detailed information for each project, including the budget, schedule, and expected returns, and then send it to me."

"In addition, we will contact banks and other financing channels to see if we can temporarily alleviate the financial pressure. I will go to the company now so we can discuss it in person."

After saying that, Kitahara Shin hung up the phone and quickly got up to get dressed.

Chapter 502 Financing will suffice, it's not troublesome.

After getting dressed, Kitahara Makoto entered the bathroom. He turned on the tap, adjusted it to a comfortable temperature, and let the warm water gently wash over his face and neck, washing away the fatigue of the night.

He squeezed out a suitable amount of facial cleanser, carefully cleansed his face, and then gently dried it with a soft towel. In the mirror, his eyes were clear and he looked radiant.

After washing up, Kitahara Makoto returned to his bedroom and began to tidy himself up. He carefully combed his hair, making sure every strand was neat and stylish.

Then, he put on his watch, picked up his car keys and briefcase, and prepared to leave.

Stepping outside, the morning air is filled with the faint fragrance of flowers and the scent of earth, making one feel exceptionally refreshed.

Kitahara Shin took a deep breath, savoring the tranquility and beauty. He walked to the garage, opened the car door, and got into the driver's seat.

The moment he started the engine, he seemed ready to embrace a new challenge.

There weren't many vehicles on the road, and Kitahara Makoto drove his car at high speed on the empty road.

He turned on the car stereo, and soft music flowed through the car, adding a touch of comfort and ease to his day.

He stared ahead with a firm and confident gaze, as if he could already see the busy and orderly scene inside the company.

After a period of driving, Kitahara Makoto finally arrived at the company.

He parked his car, straightened his collar and tie, and strode into the company gate.

Kitahara Makoto stepped into the company's gate and was instantly enveloped by a familiar yet vibrant atmosphere.

The receptionist smiled and nodded at him, while the surrounding employees stopped in their tracks, casting respectful glances at him and chanting in unison:

"Good morning, Mr. Kita!" The voice was full of recognition and respect for Kitahara Makoto as the company's leader.

Kitahara Makoto responded with a warm and friendly smile, which seemed to instantly bridge the gap between him and his employees.

He nodded slightly, giving each employee who greeted him a grateful look; his composure and confidence made him even more charismatic.

Then, Kitahara Makoto turned and walked towards the elevator, his steps steady and powerful.

The elevator doors slowly opened, and he stepped inside. He pressed the floor button and, while waiting, closed his eyes to rest, quickly reviewing the key points of the upcoming meeting in his mind.

The elevator doors opened again, and Kitahara Makoto stepped out and headed straight for his office.

The office door was half-open, letting in a soft light. He pushed the door open, and a fresh and professional atmosphere rushed towards him.

He walked to his desk, sat down, turned on his computer, and prepared to start his day's work.

A moment later, assistant Li Hua knocked and entered, carrying a thick stack of documents. She smiled, but her eyes revealed a mixture of nervousness and anticipation.

"Good morning, Mr. Bei. Here are the project materials you requested. I have prepared them according to your requirements."

As Li Hua spoke, he gently placed the document on the desk.

Kitahara Shin looked up at Li Hua, his eyes filled with approval and encouragement.

"Thank you for your hard work, Li Hua. Leave it here for now, I'll look at it right away."

As he spoke, he pointed to the documents on the table, indicating that Li Hua could leave.