Adding fuel to the flames

Near the Tama River in Ota District, Ota smoothed his hair that had been dyed yellow again in front of his forehead. He pursed his lips, and poof, a bunch of yellow hair rose up in anger.

Tsk, it’s still the same feeling~

Although he didn't understand why Bai Chuanfeng asked him to change back to his old style, he didn't ask any more questions.

Ever since he made up his mind to follow Shirakawa Kaede, the subsequent facts have proved that he made a very wise decision. Not only did he have a stable and considerable income, but he also gathered a large number of people by selling used goods back and forth in Tokyo.

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There are many idle people in garbage recycling points and civilian neighborhoods. The clever Ohta used these people to collect old electrical appliances, and then resold some low-end goods, making a lot of money. And what he paid was just a few things that were not worth mentioning.

Just a tip.

No, these are the people behind him who rely on his business for a living. These people can't be called his subordinates, but there is no problem in letting him build up his momentum.

Ohta turned around and yelled, "Be smart and remember, it's just a scare, don't do anything. We are just innocent consumers who are here to defend our rights."

Seeing that everyone was silent, they looked at him helplessly. Ohta secretly cursed a group of worthless guys, but he still had to cheer up and said, "Ahem, 2,000 yen per person after the incident."

"Don't worry, Ohta-san. I'm the best at this kind of thing."

"I also have experience~"

"Ota-san, do you need your services as a nanny? I can get hurt out of thin air."

When they heard about 2,000 yen, the crowd immediately became excited. Heck, 2,000 yen was enough to save them for almost half a month.

So every time I came here, I just had a quick look at it. Most of the time, I mainly taught Xiao Watanabe a lesson.

Except for the last time he had to sell the Blackstone record player, which was an issue related to everyone's livelihood, Yasuda took the risk of being disliked by Watanabe Xiao and found the old president.

Old Watanabe glanced at the serious-looking Issei Watanabe, and thought to himself that it would be a good idea to give him some training. If you want to run a company well, public relations skills are equally important.

But this time... Yasuda always had a bad feeling in his heart.

The funny thing is that in order to look more like them, a few tramps scrounged up a few old suits from nowhere. Now that they are wearing them, they really look like that. If you ignore their slightly lewd expressions.

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"Father, I'll go down and take a look. Your health is in critical condition. Leave these matters to me. Please rest assured that I will listen to the customers' opinions seriously."

After looking at his army with satisfaction, Ota raised his arm and waved downwards with high spirits, "Ikokusho (come on)!".

Thinking of this, Lao Watanabe nodded, "We must solve the problem properly and never let the customers down."

"What...what's going on?" Lao Watanabe, who always looked calm when the mountain collapsed, was also a little confused.

Old Watanabe snorted coldly, but before he could start teaching him a lesson, there was a burst of noise outside the window.

As for Xiao Watanabe, he was sweating on his forehead at this time. He knew his own faults best. He had experienced the problems of product defects caused by cutting corners and causing consumer complaints.

"Defrauding consumers!"

Watching Watanabe's leaving figure, Yasuda, who had been silent for a long time, hesitated to speak. Until now, the old president still didn't know what happened. Out of concern for his health, everyone basically didn't mention Watanabe Issei in front of him.

All kinds of magical operations.

These bastards didn't come early or late, but they came now.

He hurried downstairs, preparing to get rid of these people quickly. In order to avoid the old man becoming suspicious and attracting reporters, he would suffer. It is estimated that even if the Blackstone record player wanted to sell it at that time, it would not be able to sell it at a good price.

But how can we let them in? Then the bad things he has done will be revealed.

In fact, his body no longer allowed such torment. Before entering the workshop, just the sound of the machine tool working gave him an unbearable headache.

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone cheered again. Everyone was gearing up and preparing to perform hard later.

Looking at the momentum now, it should be an organized activity by the consumer group. If it were normal, it would be fine, and the worst case scenario would be to call the police.

In the conference room, Watanabe was playing the latest popular disco music on a Panasonic vinyl record player. He was snapping his fingers while wiggling his buttocks angrily.

If you make a mistake, bow and correct it; if you make a mistake, bow and thank you.

As for the others, they either had their hair dyed in colorful colors like Ohta, or they wore turbans on their heads. In short, they didn't look like someone to be trifled with.

But the terrible thing is that the father who has always valued reputation more than his life is here. If he could, he would definitely choose to welcome these people in politely and then talk about it.

"I am studying the products of my competitors and looking for ways to defeat them." Xiao Watanabe explained calmly.

"Father" Watanabe's body stiffened for a moment, and then he hurriedly turned off the record player that was still ringing.

The shouts one after another caused everyone in the room to fall into a daze, and Xiao Watanabe even turned pale.

Having worked diligently in the industry all his life, he considers himself to have carefully polished each of his products. A vinyl record player can be used normally for ten or eight years without any problems. In the past few years, positive feedback from old customers has also confirmed

got this point.

But at this moment, he heard that there were more than one people coming to his door, which made him wonder if his body was so bad that he was experiencing auditory hallucinations.

"Get out of here, unscrupulous Watanabe!"

After Lao Watanabe noticed that the vinyl record player in the house was from Panasonic, his face turned darker.

“This is the crappiest vinyl record player I’ve ever bought!”

"Okay!" Ohta interrupted their noise with a wave of his hand, "Anyway, pay attention to what I just said, you can play freely. If you perform well, you will get more money!"

With a click, the door of the conference room was opened. Old Watanabe stared at the dancing little Watanabe with a frosty face.

Watanabe Electric Manufacturing Co., Ltd., Yasuda once again pushed the old Watanabe here for inspection. Since the last time Issei Watanabe caused a sale, the old Watanabe has been coming here every once in a while.

In the past, most of the complaints were made over the phone, but he ignored them and pretended it was nothing. The retailer just replaced it with a new machine and sent it off.

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"Hai!" Watanabe Issei lowered his head to express his understanding.

Everyone was laughing and cursing, and the crowd of twenty or thirty people was quite impressive.

After leaving the conference room, Issei Watanabe loosened his collar and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

It happened that Hasegawa, who was waiting for the marketing department, was also sweating profusely and was about to run upstairs. When he saw Watanabe Issei coming down, he was relieved.

"President Watanabe, please go and take a look. There are many people outside, which has affected the production of the headquarters. Don't forget that a banker from the Changyin Financial Institutions Bureau is visiting today."

It was bad. Only then did Issei Watanabe remember that there was another headache waiting for him.

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