Crossover: Pen name: Dazai Osamu, Omega Kasumigaoka

Place the noodles in a bowl, sprinkle with chopped green onions and cilantro, and drizzle with a few drops of sesame oil and soy sauce. A bowl of noodles with perfect color, aroma, and taste is ready.

Chapter 514 Hehe, the Ling family has taken the bait

Kitahara Makoto picked up his coffee cup, took a small sip, and the rich aroma of coffee instantly spread in his mouth, perfectly complementing the deliciousness of the noodles.

Sitting at the dining table, enjoying a delicious breakfast while listening to soothing music.

The sunlight shone through the window onto his body, giving him a golden glow.

Kitahara Makoto sat at the dining table, gently picking up a few noodles with his chopsticks, putting them in his mouth and chewing them slowly. The familiar taste made him involuntarily smile with satisfaction.

As he enjoyed his simple breakfast, he habitually picked up his phone, unlocked the screen, and with a light swipe of his finger, news and information flooded his eyes like a tide.

The first news headline immediately caught my eye: "Lingjia makes a stunning announcement at its press conference: it will go all out to enter the internet industry and vows never to give up."

Kitahara Makoto's gaze sharpened instantly, a barely perceptible smile playing on his lips as he silently pondered:

"It seems that my plan has begun to show results. They can no longer contain themselves and are finally ready to step into this field that I have been cultivating for a long time."

He gently put down his chopsticks, held his phone in both hands, and carefully read the news content.

He couldn't help but admire the Ling family's determination and courage, but that admiration was soon replaced by a sense of self-confidence.

"The Ling family is indeed quite clever; they can quickly grasp market trends and want to turn the tables and steal my business."

Kitahara Shinichi thought to himself, but then shook his head, a playful smile playing on his lips.

"However, they are probably too naive. In this industry, courage and determination alone are not enough."

"It also requires profound experience, keen insight, and relentless innovation. And I happen to possess these qualities."

He gently put down his phone, turned his gaze back to the window, and felt a surge of indescribable pride and ambition in his heart.

"The Ling family, you may be able to stir up some waves, but in this ocean of the internet, only I can ultimately ride the waves and sail far away."

Kitahara Shin smiled slightly, his confidence and composure seemingly foreshadowing the outcome of the battle.

He continued to enjoy his breakfast, but in his mind he had already begun to plan how to further solidify his position.

How can we make the Ling family fully understand in this war without gunpowder that once they get involved in certain areas, it's difficult to escape unscathed?

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Immediately afterwards, Kitahara's gaze slid to the second news item on his phone screen, the headline of which was...

"New developments at Kitahara Makoto's company: venturing into the film industry, with a mysterious project about to be revealed."

He paused for a moment, then a complex emotion flashed in his eyes. The news was like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, causing him to fall into a brief moment of contemplation.

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"Unexpectedly, someone within the company leaked this information in advance."

Kitahara Shinichi pondered to himself, his brow furrowing slightly. He knew all too well that in this fiercely competitive business environment, the confidentiality of information was of paramount importance.

However, on second thought, this might also be a rare opportunity to attract market attention and anticipation in advance.

Kitahara Makoto smiled faintly, already having a plan in mind.

After breakfast, Kitahara Makoto cleared the table, already planning out his schedule for the rest of the day.

He knew that both the company's film projects and business battles were an indispensable part of his life.

Chapter 515 The President's Simple Morning

Kitahara Makoto finished his breakfast with satisfaction. He stood up and picked up the tableware one by one, placing them gently in his hands as if they were works of art.

These everyday actions appeared exceptionally elegant and composed in his hands. He walked to a corner of the kitchen.

There stood a modern automatic dishwasher, its silver exterior gleaming slightly cool in the morning light, creating a wonderful contrast with the warm atmosphere of the kitchen.

He placed the tableware into the dishwasher basket one by one, as if performing a ritual with each item.

It is both a respect for life and an acknowledgment of one's hard work. With the last piece of tableware returned to its place...

He pressed the start button, and the dishwasher immediately began its work with a soft hum.

Kitahara Makoto turned and left, his heart filled with gratitude for the convenience brought by technology.

Back in the bathroom, he stood in front of the large sink, facing himself in the mirror.

The person in the mirror has a firm gaze and a lean face, revealing an extraordinary temperament.

He turned on the tap, and clear water gushed out instantly, carrying a slight coolness that invigorated him.

He scooped up a handful of water and gently patted it on his face. The cool sensation quickly spread throughout his body, as if all the fatigue of the past few days had been swept away.

After washing his face, he picked up a towel and gently wiped his face, every movement appearing so natural and fluid.

Then, he went to the wardrobe and began to choose what to wear that day. The wardrobe was filled with all sorts of clothes.

From formal suits to casual T-shirts, they had it all. He thought for a moment.

Ultimately, I chose a dark-colored suit, paired with a simple white shirt and an elegant tie.

This outfit is both befitting of his status as a company executive and reflects his personal taste.

After changing his clothes, he stood in front of the full-length mirror and carefully tidied his appearance.

He adjusted his tie to the perfect angle and meticulously buttoned his suit jacket.

He smiled slightly at himself in the mirror, his eyes sparkling with confidence. He knew that he would be in top form to face every challenge today.

As he stepped out of his home, he gently closed the door, as if bidding farewell to the warmth of his home.

Outside, the sun was shining brightly and a gentle breeze was blowing, making it a perfect day for an outing.

He walked to the car parked outside the door; it was a black minivan, with sleek lines and an imposing presence...

He pressed the unlock button on the remote control, and the car door opened with a click. He gracefully sat in the driver's seat and adjusted the seat and rearview mirror angles.

With a deep roar from the engine, the vehicle slowly drove out of the residential area and merged into the busy city traffic.

He drove his car through the skyscrapers, the scenery along the way flashing by like scenes from a movie.

He noticed that the buildings on both sides of the street had different styles; some were modern and minimalist, full of technology, while others were classical and elegant, revealing a rich historical heritage.

These buildings are like the city's calling card, telling the story of its past and present.

As the 2.9 vehicle gradually approached the business district where the company was located, the surrounding atmosphere became more tense and busy.

Skyscrapers rise from the ground, their glass curtain walls gleaming in the sunlight, resembling giant crystal palaces.

Finally, he arrived at the company building. It was a uniquely designed and magnificent building, dozens of stories high, piercing the clouds.

He parked his car, got out, and looked up at the "castle" that belonged to him.

Chapter 516 Young people still need to practice

The moment Kitahara Makoto stepped into the company lobby, he seemed to become the focus of everyone's attention.

He wore a well-tailored dark suit, his tie was tied meticulously, and his steps were steady and confident, revealing the dignity and demeanor of a senior corporate executive.

The employees in the lobby all looked at him with admiration. Some stopped in their tracks, while others took a break from their busy work to salute him.

"Good morning, General Manager Bei!"

Xiao Li, the receptionist at the front desk, was the first to greet us with a smile and a clear, pleasant voice.

She had long been accustomed to welcoming Kitahara Makoto every morning, but each time she greeted him with the same respect as the first time they met.

Kitahara Shinichi nodded slightly and responded in a gentle yet firm voice:

"Good morning, Xiao Li, you've had a hard day."

These brief words conveyed care and encouragement for the employees.

Passing through the lobby, Kitahara Makoto stepped into the spacious and bright elevator hall.

Just then, the elevator doors slowly opened, and several employees were already waiting inside.

Upon seeing Kitahara Makoto, they immediately showed respectful and friendly smiles and greeted him.

"Good morning, Mr. Bei!"

"You're here really early today!"

Kitahara Makoto stepped into the elevator, and the elevator doors closed immediately, temporarily shutting out the noise from the outside world.

In this brief, enclosed space, the employees' conversation naturally turned to their relaxed daily routines.

A young sales manager, Xiao Zhang, spoke first:

"Mr. Bei, I heard that your market analysis has been very accurate recently, and our department is adjusting our strategy according to your guidance."

His tone was full of recognition and admiration for Kitahara Makoto's professional abilities.

Kitahara Makoto smiled slightly, his eyes sparkling with encouragement:

"Xiao Zhang, I've seen all your hard work. The market is unpredictable..."

But as long as we maintain keen insight and flexible adaptability, nothing can stop our progress.

Kitahara's answer was both an affirmation of Xiao Zhang and an encouragement to the entire team.

Another colleague, Ms. Li from the finance department, asked with concern:

"Mr. Bei, you look a bit tired lately, you should take a break."

Her tone was full of the care and warmth of an elder. Kitahara looked at her gratefully and said softly:

"Thank you for your concern, Sister Li. I will be careful. Everyone should take care of themselves when they're not working."

The elevator zipped between floors, accompanied by a soft hum, as if providing background music for this brief exchange.

A warm and harmonious atmosphere filled the air, making people feel the close bond and tacit understanding between the team members.

Finally, the elevator doors opened again, and Kitahara Makoto stepped out of the elevator and onto the corridor leading to his office.

He walked steadily down the corridor, each step appearing so unhurried.

The doors to office rooms 677 on both sides of the corridor were either open or closed, and occasionally the sounds of employees discussing work could be heard, but everything seemed so orderly and harmonious.

As he approached his office, Kitahara Makoto stopped, took a deep breath, as if making final preparations for the work ahead.

He gently pushed open the door and stepped into this space that belonged to him.

The office is clean and spacious, with a bustling city view outside the window.

Sunlight streamed through the glass onto the floor, adding warmth and vibrancy to the entire room.

Kitahara Makoto walked to his desk and sat down, his gaze sweeping over the pile of documents and emails waiting to be processed. He already had a clear plan and schedule in mind.

Chapter 517 Robben's Concert Tomorrow

After Kitahara Makoto sat down, he tapped the table lightly, signaling to his assistant, Li Hua, who was sitting next to him.

Li Hua immediately understood. With her usual efficiency and attentiveness, she quickly went to the tea room and prepared a cup of his favorite latte for Kitahara Makoto.

A moment later, Li Hua returned to the office with a delicate coffee cup, gently placed it on the table to Kitahara Makoto's right, and said softly:

"Mr. Bei, your coffee."

Kitahara Shin looked up, gave Li Hua a grateful smile, and whispered, "Thank you."

Then, he gently picked up the coffee cup, first smelled the rich aroma of coffee, then took a small sip, the warm liquid sliding down his throat.

It brings a refreshing feeling, as if it instantly dispels the lingering fatigue of the morning.

Setting down his coffee cup, Kitahara Makoto refocused his attention on the pile of documents on the table.

He reached out and picked up the top document, examining it carefully.

This document is an investment report on the company's latest projects, with each page densely packed with data, analysis, and recommendations.

Kitahara Makoto frowned slightly, sometimes nodding in agreement, sometimes marking key points with his pen.

He knew that as a decision-maker in the company, every signature represented his responsibility and commitment to the company, so he treated every document with utmost care.

As time went on, Kitahara Makoto reviewed and approved multiple documents one by one.

He would sometimes pick up the phone to have brief but efficient conversations with the relevant department heads; at other times he would put down his pen.

He fell into deep thought, considering the deeper meaning behind the document and its potential impact.

The office was quiet, with only the scratching of pens on paper and the occasional sound of telephone conversations, creating a tense yet orderly work scene.

After more than an hour of effort, Kitahara Makoto finally finished approving all the documents on the table.