Neon Tokyo, Chiyoda Ward.

Double Horse Building, top floor.

In a certain dark hall, thirty-two middle-aged people in suits and ties stood on both sides of a long conference table.

There are men and women, fat and thin.

If there is one thing they have in common, maybe apart from the very formal attire of all the members, it is that they all have very awkward and fearful expressions, right?

And it's quite rich.

Normally, this kind of expression should only be seen on the subordinate employees who are facing them, right? But today it is just the opposite. Now they only need to look at the faces of their companions or look in the mirror to appreciate it.

Of course, if these bosses, who usually hold high positions, are not angry and self-proclaimed, do not smile, have countless employees, wave their hands to decide the food issues of thousands of employees, and make billions every minute, show such unsightly expressions, then it means that

There is a reason.

And this reason, in addition to the fact that they all belong to the behemoth [Double Horse Group], is also because of the author of a novel.

At the head of the long conference table, a young man was sitting there leaning on the boss's chair, with his legs crossed and an unhappy expression on his face. Compared with others, he was too young.

That is also a rare big boss they see.

"Tell me, who paid attention.

Believe me, I will definitely be angry."

Xingke originally didn't want this.

He was talking about using mental coercion.

These thirty-two people are all the best among the human group. No matter what, their expressions will not be like this just because they saw their superiors and were held accountable by their superiors.

Xingke also believed that he had no pressure from his superiors.

Therefore, the current gaffes of these outstanding leaders are actually the result of Xingji's use of magic to suppress their mental defenses and increase their own mental pressure.

Otherwise, even if Xingke is their boss and controls their future life and even the length of their lives, no matter how angry Xingke is here and pretends to be, these people below will not be shaken at all.

At least not on their faces. They have their own pride and dignity.

So, don’t underestimate these. Stars use divination to select the best among the human group.

But it is precisely because of this that even if Xingke uses magic to cheat, he still has to pretend to be a B!

Otherwise, if you see that they don't know how to cooperate with you and show fear, but you get angry here alone... wouldn't it look like you are pretending to be stupid?

If this is the case, to outsiders, wouldn't it just look like [a young dandy, getting angry at a group of company seniors whose parents left him behind]?

...The picture is so beautiful that I can’t even imagine it. Xing Ke considers himself to be a wealthy generation with four major plug-ins: rebirth, time travel, longevity, and supernatural abilities!

You must not be reduced to one of those second-generation rich people in urban novels.

Therefore, the current picture is formed...

It's just that it's not too beautiful.

"Oh...just kidding, I just want to know who paid attention to it, and it doesn't mean that you guys didn't do well?

The purpose of publicity has definitely been achieved, and the effect far exceeded my expectations.

I just want to know who this little genius in advertising is."

Xingke picked up the staff on the side and slowed down the magic output slightly. In this case, the ordinary humans below should be able to speak, right?

Plan pass.

"Media, is it you? After all, publicity is your job."

The pressure eased slightly, and the expressions of the thirty-two elites gradually became better-looking. At least the fear in their hearts that they could not muster the will to resist had subsided.

"...Yes, Master."

A middle-aged man with a mustache and a mustache stood up.

"This time... the plan is for me to take over the position of [Speaker] temporarily."

"You've gone too far!! Uncle!"

"Huh? Uncle... uncle?"

"Yes! Uncle! Seeing that you are old and still have such a naughty mustache, can't you be more steady?

When I met you, my first impression of you was that of a steady and elegant gentleman! Why didn’t I realize your funny potential back then?!"

Although it is not good to make irresponsible remarks about other people's tastes, and he himself is not qualified to say that others are "unstable due to their age", but... who makes him the boss?

Find a fault and teach your subordinates a lesson by being a bit arrogant. This is a very good way to improve your prestige.

But blindly suppressing it was not enough, so after Xingji got angry, he completely removed the mental pressure that shrouded the room.

This made everyone breathe a sigh of relief.

"Oh... but that's right...

In this era, it is impossible for him to be a steady and elegant gentleman who can turn so many young girls into idol stars.

Am I right?"

Xing Ji teleported behind Mr. Media and patted him on the shoulder. The voice that appeared in his ears instantly startled Mr. Media who had just breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's all my fault. Shouldn't we have separated the media and publishing? It's a headache."

Stars flashed back and forth in various places in the conference room, making his voice seem to come from all directions, which seemed very strange.

"You, and you, why did I create the Council of Thirty-Two in the first place?"

"Isn't it just to prevent one of the links from going berserk because of too much power, so you restrain each other and help each other?"

"What about you? Are you helping each other?"

"Just tell me who would be stupid enough to make all the ads in an entire country have the same voice!"

"Same sky, same dream?

Even the great celestial dynasty next door wouldn’t dare to do this, okay?!”

After turning around in a circle, he sat down in his seat and asked a few questions to the few female hotel ladies on his left:

"Hotel lady, I remember you are already a grandmother, right? Why are you following their nonsense?"

This gentle lady wearing a kimono and her hair tied in a bun was named by the big devil Hoshikatsu just after she recovered from the fear and her original calm and elegant sitting posture... This is really unfortunate.

"Well... Well, Master, you are right, I am now a grandma, and my charm is no longer what it used to be.

This man is old, and the weight of his words has been reduced. These people are not willing to listen to me, an old woman."

As worthy of being a professional woman, standing at the pinnacle of the neon hotel industry, she reacts in an instant, thinks of words in an instant, becomes possessed by drama in an instant, betrays her teammates in an instant, and ends the relationship in an instant...

Not only did they take advantage of their own advantages, but they also faintly placed themselves in the camp that tried to stop them but to no avail.
Chapter completed!