On the train.

Naruto looked at Sasuke sitting opposite him and was completely out of place, and he sighed in his heart.

"You are so reckless..."

Sasuke looked up and stared into Naruto's eyes, and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Reckless? Maybe."

“…”

“…”

After a long silence, Naruto took the lead and spoke: "Sasuke, I... believe in you."

Sasuke nodded, hesitated for a moment before opening his mouth: "Thank you... Also, if, I mean if, this matter..."

Naruto was puzzled.

Sasuke gritted his teeth and asked slowly: "If... this matter is really related to my family... what would you think of me?"

"What do you think of you?" Naruto frowned and replied without thinking: "You are you, your family is your family. As Sunan said, our friendship does not need to be mixed with so many impurities."

"No, why do you... say that?"

Naruto looked up suddenly and looked at him: "You have something to hide from everyone..."

Sasuke clenched his fists, with a look of struggle in his eyes.

"...Don't ask, I said that I will give you a reasonable explanation."

"...Forget it, you don't want to say it, and I won't force you to ask."

"Thank you, Naruto."

...

...

City A.

The top floor conference hall of Uchiha Group Headquarters Building.

The floor in the hall is covered with complex patterns and elegant and noble marble. The walls are covered with blue plain flower wallpaper. There are several crystal clear crystal lamps arranged side by side on the ceiling. A rectangular mahogany table is placed in the middle. The matching chairs are carved with exquisite patterns.

Seven old men sat there, and behind them was a young man, who looked similar to Uchiha Itachi sitting in the middle. The young men had buttons of Uchiha round fan on their black suits.

Uchiha Tokio sat in the first position next to Itachi, his eyes closed and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Uchiha Itachi glanced at the people who had arrived, clicked at the computer a few times, and then the video "Rin Nohara" appeared on the projection behind him.

"Let's go straight to the point..."

"According to statistics from the Technical Department, this video was released on the "Dian Uncle" video network operated by our company at 8 o'clock last night. As of now, it has been exactly fifteen hours, and the number of clicks and plays has exceeded 8 million. In terms of related content, our C shares are also growing."

"The three words "Nohara Lin" have appeared on "Wandu Search" for hundreds of thousands of times, and are currently among the top three hot searches."

"In addition, on the 'Cape' forum, there is already a section of Nohara Rin, with more than 200,000 followers. So we need to make the next plan as soon as possible..."

The young men standing in the conference room looked at the projection.

The pictures on the projection are also constantly changing. Most of them are statistics and charts of data.

One of the old men laughed twice, and he raised his head: "Fuqiu, this time I did a good job. This show can at least bring tens of millions of income to the Uchiha Group."

When Fuqiu heard this, he opened his eyes and said lightly: "The Great Elder has been over."

"You don't have to be modest." The elder smiled and sucked the tea on the table, and suddenly became curious: "By the way, why did this video suddenly become popular? I think it's a bit vulgar when I look at it."

The young man behind him smiled, leaned over and said a few words in his ear.

The elder turned around and pretended to be angry and cursed: "Boy, who do you think is old? Your grandfather is still strong!"

A young man not far away played with the Buddhist beads in his hand and said with a smile: "Great Elder, you are not old, but you can't keep up with the trend. You must know that now is not your era."

"Stop water, don't be rude."

The old man in front of the young man closed his eyes and whispered a warning.

“…”

On the contrary, the Great Elder was not angry, he just sighed.

"Maybe, we're really old..."

A thin-skinny old man sitting opposite the elder. He ignored the elder's sigh, but turned his head and asked Itachi: "Why is the girl Nohara Lin, not an artist under our group?"

The others looked at him too.

Itachi glanced at them calmly, and just as he was about to speak, the thin old man's voice sounded again.

"How many episodes have you produced the follow-up of the video now?"

Itachi glanced at him expressionlessly and replied: "Two issues have been produced so far, and the subsequent content is still under agreement."

The thin old man nodded, he looked at Fuqiu and asked, "Where did your creativity come from?"

"It's actually very simple, this idea..."

"Bang!"

Fuqiu spoke, and just said these words, a loud noise suddenly came from the door of the conference room from outside, but someone broke into the door.

"Second Young Master, you can't..."

"Master Sasuke, everyone is having a meeting, you are like this..."

"Second Master, go out with me..."

"Naruto, please persuade Mr. Sasuke. This is really not a place to mess around..."

Uchiha Itachi raised his head when someone broke into the door, but when he saw the person standing at the door, he was a little confused and his eyebrows were unnaturally frowned.

Sasuke? Why did he come here? Shouldn’t it be the place where S University teaches now?

Why did Naruto come too? Is something wrong?

When Zhishui saw the person coming, his face smiled, and the speed of the Buddhist beads in his hand slowed down. He looked at the scene in front of him with a smile, and always felt that something fun might happen today.

The other young men looked different, and they kept silent when they looked at Sasuke who appeared at the door.

"Chairman Tokiki, Chairman, General Manager Itachi, I am very sorry." One of the people who blocked Sasuke respectfully bowed to everyone present: "We have tried our best to stop..."

"You guys go out." Fuqiu looked at the company staff who apologized beside Sasuke and spoke softly.

The staff nodded, bent down and slowly left the conference room, and brought it to the door.

Sasuke stood there angrily, and when his eyes saw the projection behind Itachi, he felt angry in an instant.

"you……!!"

"snort……!"

Two voices rang out in the conference room at the same time, one of which was naturally Sasuke's.

Another sound came from the Great Elder. The crutches in his hand were stuck heavily on the ground, making a 'bang' sound: "How can you be like this!"

The Buddhist beads in Zhishui's hand paused for a moment, then he turned again, thought for a while, and spoke lightly: "What kind of stubbornness? Old stubbornness, this is called bloodlessness, for many years!"

"Shuo Water..."

The old man in front of him did not look back, and there was a hint of majesty in his tone.

Several other young men thought to themselves as they looked at the situation on the field...

[1.Thanks to Anping Luo Xiao and the Red Dragon of War for their rewards.]

[2. Who said I will post chapters at 5:00-6:00 tomorrow?]

【3. I went to dye my hair today, and I came back to write later.】

【4. The sofa is mine, you basically have no chance.】
Chapter completed!