Expelled from school? I am the Emperor of Sobu!

Not long after Hanyu dealt with Sawamuraie and Shijo, he slowly and methodically laid out his plans.

At this time, on the other side of the desk.

Hikigaya Komachi objected and did not agree with her brother's idea:

"You go by yourself, what if you run into problems?"

"It is also very cost-effective to attack the Tanuma family with all our strength. Professor Tanuma Masazo has a lot of connections, and more than half of the big families have asked him for help."

"Hachiman, from an economics perspective."

"No." Waving his hand, Hachiman interrupted Komachi's analysis.

"Komachi, you're talking about economics, I'm talking about politics."

"Shinomiya is barely surviving, Shijo is in tatters, and even the Sawamura and Iino families have become our strategic partners."

"As things stand, even a blind man can guess our intentions. How can the big families who are smarter than anyone else not guess it?"

Mr. Ba never does anything pretentious.

If we say unify the country, we must unify the country.

Even if Jesus comes, nothing can stop him.

If the Kashiwagi family had been sensible, they would have let the bride come to them on her own initiative, and then they would have bowed their heads and issued a statement of cooperation, and they would still be a prosperous super chaebol in the future.

Don’t you know what’s best for you?

Yuigahama Yui and Nakano Yotsuba are ready to redeem themselves at any time.

"This..." Without refuting Hachiman's strategic arrangement, Komachi thought about it.

According to the current situation, they are indeed facing the dragon and have a huge advantage.

"Ding ding ding~~~"

Suddenly, the office phone on the desk started ringing.

Hikigaya Komachi picked up the receiver, her elegant and confident eyes becoming heavier as time went by.

"click"

A few minutes passed.

Komachi put down the phone and said helplessly:

"Hachiman, I don't understand politics, and you don't understand emotions."

Chapter 222: Fortresses Often Collapse from Within

You don't understand what politics is.

When questioned by her brother, Hikigaya Komachi smiled slightly and replied.

"Stupid, you don't know what Hanyu is!"

【Tokyo】

The phone continued to ring, and every time Hanyu answered it, his expression grew darker.

"bang"

After hanging up the call for the thirteenth time.

Yu was so angry that he crushed Saki Kawasaki's new smartphone in couple colors.

"Bakayalu, how dare they? How dare they!"

“Leaving the alliance? Now that the dust has settled and dawn is just around the corner, they actually, actually dared!”

The desire to kill continued to rise.

Yu was so angry that he could hardly speak clearly.

on the floor.

"Don't be angry, I'll help you."

Seeing him so angry, the frightened Sayuri Sawamura took the initiative to show goodwill, hoping to use her coolness to cool down the evil guy.

"Hu~~"

The low temperature of the ice helped Hanyu calm down a little. He let out a long sigh, closed his eyes and thought to himself.

"Does Shinomiya Kaguya really think of herself as Mrs. Fujiwara?"

'Who gave her the courage to withdraw from the alliance with her main family?'

"Natsume is the same. Your daughter is already this old, but she still acts like a little girl and acts like a little girl."

People's hearts are broken and it's hard to lead the team.

Japan has the strongest Fujiwara economic entity. Even the main Fujiwara family has withdrawn. Can it still be considered the strongest?

Not long ago.

To be precise, this morning, Kaguya Shinomiya and Natsume Tsuchimikado officially announced their withdrawal from the economic consortium.

Following their lead, the Iino family, the remnants of the Shijo family, and the conservatives of the Shinomiya family all responded.

Suddenly.

The once-powerful Hanyu brother has become a lone commander.

What, you mean Chiba?

Chiba's movements were a little faster. With Grandma Hiratsuka's support behind him, his combat power was five, making him a fighter among the weak ones.

Shizuka Hiratsuka even dared to call last night and said that she was rebelling and wanted to use the money she earned from Hanyu to support a hundred or eighty young male high school students.

"Bah, what kind of meat-eating chairman is this? He cries after being poked a few times, and he still wants to keep a hundred or eighty young men?"

Hanyu was very tough and told Jingkeai directly.

'A woman in her forties is a piece of shit, not to mention a bitch who drinks, fights, and knows nothing about housework.'

"Fool, just drown yourself in a fantasy that will never come true."

Callous words sting the heart.

then.

Jing Keai, who was a little older and most sensitive to these issues, burst into tears immediately and shouted that she wanted to bite off the dog's weapon in one bite.

"Ugh……"

The missing ten years are of great significance. The girls have grown up and have their own temperament and unique ideas.

Hanyu reached out and helped Sayuri Sawamura up from the floor.

"My hand says it's cold, please warm it up quickly."

"what?"

Hand warmers? It's a full 30 degrees today.

The ignorant Mrs. Sayuri didn't understand at first, but after a few seconds, she looked down in the direction the dog was looking.

"I, I, this, you..."

Mrs. Sayuri, who guessed what the dog was thinking, turned pale and her legs kept shaking like she had the hiccups.

"Why are you pretending?" Furious, Hanyu lost his patience and pinched Sayuri's face to teach her a lesson: "The other side has been going through this for more than ten years."

"Come on, repeat after me."

"Hold the sword tightly, Silver Arm!"

The familiar yet unfamiliar title broke Mrs. Sayuri's heart and she knelt down on the spot.

"thump"

"No, no, it really can't. I have experience here but no practice."

"me……"

The real-world self is far less physically developed than the other side.

The trembling Sayuri burst into tears, fearing that Hanyu would use force.

"Tsk."

This little interest couldn't even be satisfied, and Hanyu stared at Sayuri with disappointment and greeted her casually.

"Go away, and remember to exercise when you get home, or I'll help you exercise myself next time."

"Hi!"

Sayuri, who survived the disaster, was extremely grateful. Fortunately, the real Hanyu was not as tough as the one who had been with her for ten years.

If it were him over there, he would be ready to go when he made the request, not giving himself a chance to refuse.

that's it.

After completing the training, Sayuri Sawamura showed her loyalty and left the Nakano family safely.

Hanyu sat alone at the head of the bed, watching TV like an old widower.

[The Fujiwara economy is torn apart, and the giants are turning against each other]

[Ms. Kawasaki Saki becomes interim CEO and declares war on Hiratsuka, Fujiwara, Tsuchimikado and other forces]

[Business ups and downs? Political changes? Family feuds? Let's wait and see! ]

The news on the front page stung Hanyu.

Who wrote the title?

Aren’t you afraid of being backstabbed by the chaebol brother?

Looking towards the lower right corner, the name of the temporary writer, Isshi Iroha, is clearly visible.

'Isn't this the editor of someone?'

"Damn it, Century News dares to hire temporary workers."

【TV station】

"Ms. Isshiki, thank you very much. I admire your writing skills."

"Uh... not really, editor-in-chief, thank you for giving me this opportunity."

"Oh, you're welcome. You're welcome. We are older and the future will always be yours."

The bald program editor smiled brightly, he was known for his strictness.

In front of Isshiki Caiyu, a temporary worker, he was very friendly and even the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were squeezed into a flower.

"By the way, this is your reward, five hundred thousand, please accept it."

"Eh~? No, not twenty..."

"Ms. Isshiki, your writing skills are far beyond imagination. The extra part is a special reward from the station."

The temporary workers' wages were hundreds of thousands higher than what had been agreed upon in advance.

Isshi Caiyu was confused. After accepting the sturdy envelope, she was coaxed and tricked into leaving the TV station.

"Go slowly, I won't send you off."

Standing in front of the gate, the bald editor waved and greeted everyone, perfectly fitting the image of a respected senior in the workplace.

His side.

The secretary, who had never had a chance to speak, finally found a chance and asked with squinted eyes in a rather strange tone:

"Editor-in-chief, why are you so nice to her?"

"There are at least five people in the station who can write news of that magnitude. We..."

"Stupid!" The bald editor-in-chief changed his expression like a Sichuan opera, stared at Isshiki Caiyu's back and said disdainfully: "Write it yourself?"

"How many heads do you have to make up stories about great people?"

"Ten years ago, I had an old friend who was very talented and had the same idea as you."

"Do you know where he worked last?"