Humanoid Platinum Star's Inner Love Option

Kamio's father is not a newcomer to the workplace, and he explained his intentions concisely and clearly.

"President, these days after you left, I have already negotiated with the publishing house upstairs, and I am willing to switch to our company, but the only requirement is that their salary is somewhat higher than in the industry."

"It's okay, it's okay to be higher than that. After all, they are also veteran editors. Work experience is there, and people will ask for it wherever they go. In the initial stage of a new company, what is lacking is not money, but the hard work of the employees. As long as they dare to work hard, the salary is full. no problem."

After a wave of money-making in the boxing competition, the way Kujo Tetaro looks at the problem has really changed a lot.

Although the salaries of the employees are relatively high, if you want to make the publishing house famous, the initial investment is essential.

Kamio's father didn't know how rich Kujo Tetaro was, but in his prediction, he, the young president, was at least a billionaire.

Ten billion yen is enough to run a decent publishing house with a small amount of money.

"President, in addition, I have also found a publishing house that is suitable for the acquisition. I have talked with their president and they are very happy to transfer my publishing house. The price is also very reasonable, and I have also consulted with professionals Yes, that president really wants to change careers."

"Then go ahead, the company's fund card should still have a lot of money left."

"I see, I'll get to it."

"After the publishing house is established, try to let those editors find some potential authors, rather than lacking, understand what I mean?"

Kamio's father nodded repeatedly, expressing his understanding.

Kujo Tetaro smiled, and his career blueprint couldn't help but emerge in his heart.

The publishing house is the starting point, then the animation company, then the game company, and finally merge into a group.

If his career grows bigger and bigger, he may, when the time is right, fight for the position of president of the Fist Wishing Club.

......

Before returning home, Kujo Tetaro first called the insurance company.

A world-class insurance company with almost exaggerated types of insurance.

Kujo Tetaro's championship belt, not to mention the commemorative significance, is expensive in itself.

In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, it is still necessary to spend some insurance money.

The value of the championship belt was too high, and the insurance company sent many people back and forth. It was not until after five o'clock in the afternoon that the agreed insurance contract was reached.

Kujo Tetaro also knows how to socialize, so he asked Kamio's father to take the insurance company people to a nearby hotel for a treat.

As for him, he went home first.

After 20 days away, Kujo Tetaro found that his home was still tidy and clean.

Apparently, someone came to clean it up.

Kujo Ditaro didn't give anyone the key to the house before he went out, so this uninvited person can only be Kato Megumi.

Kujo Tetaro was somewhat satisfied with the self-awareness of this entry-level assistant.

Due to the many things going on recently, the first thing Kujo Tetaro did when he got home was to sleep.

This sleep lasted until the next morning.

Kujo Ditaro clutched his chest, feeling the itching under the bandage, wishing to scratch it hard.

Fortunately, this fatal impulse was suppressed by him in time.

beep!

Kujo Tetaro, who was buying breakfast at a convenience store, answered the untimely call.

"Hey."

"Grand Champion, your phone number is really hard to find."

"Doctor Yingchu, why are you looking for me?"

"It's nothing, I'm just asking, is your wound starting to itch?"

Hearing this, Kujo Tetarou frowned.

"How did you know?"

"Well, I did an experiment with your skin tissue and calculated the healing time of your wound. If you don't expect it, your wound will heal completely the day after tomorrow."

"As expected of Doctor Yingchu, his medical skills are really superb, but I didn't let you experiment with my skin, did I?"

"Don't be so fierce in your tone. I just did a very simple experiment, but the result is quite surprising. Such a deep wound can be healed within a week. You are considered a medical miracle. By the way, your family is Isn't it the same as the Wu family, a physique inherited by blood?"

Kujo Tetaro walked to the sales counter and put down the bread and milk in his hand.

It may be that Kujo Tetaro has a bad expression, and the cashier's professional questioning is all held back.

"I don't understand these things, and my family hasn't passed them down for a few generations."

"Could it be a fault? For example, your ancestors are a branch of a family that has lived incognito until now. As a result, in your generation, atavism has appeared. In medicine, this is not impossible."

"Your imagination is really rich. Anyway, I don't know the situation of my ancestors."

After paying the money, Kujo Tetaro walked out of the convenience store with a bag containing milk and bread.

Doctor Yingchu was not sorry, and his tone was still relaxed.

"Otherwise, your situation can't be explained. How can an ordinary college student win the championship in the boxing competition? As far as I know, you have no martial arts training. Before high school, you were a normal person, but now In high school, your body has changed, and at that time, it was male puberty, if it is not an atavism phenomenon, then your inhuman physique is really a mystery."

"Even if it is returning to the ancestors, what does it matter? After all, my ancestors are not alive."

"Okay, it's meaningless to talk more on the phone. The world is so big and full of wonders. Although there are few examples like yours, there are even more strange ones. So don't bother."

Kujo Tetaro put away his phone, his expression unchanged.

Yes, everything was in his expectation.

There is no way, for a high-level event like the Boxing Wishing Competition, it is impossible for truly unknown people to appear.

The details of all fighters participating will be investigated, let alone the champion of the competition.

While thinking, a woman came quietly behind Kujo Tetaro.

"Di Taro, you're back."

"...Miss Nanahua, why aren't you looking at the store?"

Kujo Tetaro looked at the coolly dressed long-haired woman, and asked subconsciously.

Furute Kawana pursed her lips, and asked with a smile, "Because I'm going to play on an uninhabited island today, do you want to go together? Di Taro."

Chapter 330: Meeting Jiazi Monkey King on an uninhabited island?

Kujo Tetaro didn't hesitate at the invitation of Furutegawa Nanahua.

The reason why he was so refreshing was mainly because he didn't play much when he was on Yuanliu Island.

But now, the summer vacation is almost over, so he naturally has to hurry up and enjoy it.

Half an hour later, Ditaro Kujo, who was fully prepared, arrived at the pier as promised.

On a small speedboat, there were many members of Pab.

After Ditaro Kujo boarded the boat, everyone's attention was on his arm.

"Di Taro, why are you playing so crazy? Why are you back injured?"

"Accidentally made it, it's almost ready."

"Accidentally made it here too? How careless are you?"

Kitahara Iori noticed with sharp eyes that there were bandage marks on Kujo Tetaro's chest.

He stretched out his hand, and everyone cast their eyes.

Kujo Ditaro showed no sign of change, and said with a smile: "Accident or tomorrow can't be counted as which comes first. Let's go out to play. Isn't it normal to get hurt a little bit?"

"......"

Everyone looked at each other, and some were speechless.

Kujo Tetaro looked at the girl with twin ponytails in front of him, and took the opportunity to change the subject.

"Who is this?"

"Don't you know? Loudly, she's called Shuishumao. You see, Gengping has stopped thinking."

Kitahara Iori stepped on the lying corpse at his feet, and introduced with a natural smile.

Shuishumao smiled awkwardly, and said modestly: "It's not that exaggerated, haha."

Kujo Tetaro nodded in understanding, then looked at the others.

"You guys actually know the seiyuu, this is something I didn't expect."

Azusa Hamaoka, leaning on the side of the boat, raised the beer can in his hand.

"Isn't this normal? Among friends, there will always be those who are very good at it, right, cartoonist."

"Eh?"

Mizushumao thought of something, and looked at Kujo Tetarou seriously.

Kujo Tetaro waved his bandaged hand, "Drawing casually, it's not worth mentioning, where is our destination? What kind of uninhabited island?"

Facing the sea breeze, Azusa Hamaoka explained: "We don't know the details, but it is said to be an uninhabited island. In fact, it is the kind of tourist spot with few people. There should be other tourists on it. After all, Maya can't go to crowded places. place."

"Hahaha...I'm sorry." Shui Shumao smiled, showing both shyness and politeness.

"Di Taro, after going out for so long, did you bring any special products back?"

Kitahara Iori sat beside Kujo Tetarou, the corners of her mouth raised habitually.

Kujo Ditaro glanced at it, and said with a sneer, "I went to Africa and saw the coffin-carrying service. I thought you could use it, so I brought it back for you."

"I'm asking you seriously, don't be joking."

"I'm serious too."

"Okay, okay, I don't want special products anymore, where did you go to play?"

Kitahara Iori clutched her forehead, her black hair fluttering in the wind, looking helpless.

Before Ditaro Kujo came, he had already made a draft.