[Net Wang] That day you don't know

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"Because you believe that Sanada-kun likes you." Shiraishi said for him what he couldn't say, "but that kind of liking may be different from yours. You think you will succeed, but because you feel that you are in Sanada's heart. , you will be more important than any woman. Don't you think you are forcing Sanada-kun?" In the last sentence, Shiraishi asked cautiously.

"Heh." Yukimura chuckled lightly. The indifferent tone let Shiraishi know that his persuasion hadn't worked. "Shiraishi, why do I feel that you've been speaking for Sanada?" The changed person, in his eyes, Sanada is like his private property, and the relationship between them is not to be discussed by others. Shiraishi regrets that he has said too much.Yukimura changed his tone and asked, "Shiraishi, you must be looking for something else?"

"That's right." After chatting so much, I even forgot that the subject of this call should be my troubles.

After hearing the ins and outs of the matter clearly, Yukimura's voice sank: "Why do you want to find her?"

Shiraishi said angrily, "It seems very irresponsible to pretend that nothing happened."

"I mean, you want to call her and say something?"

"I just wanted to ask you for advice." Baishi said, "Apologize? I always feel that I have done something wrong, especially when she kindly returned the watch to me, but I regarded her as that kind of difficult woman. Go to the appointment."

"Is it just because of this?" Yukimura continued to ask, "If she is really the difficult woman you thought, would you want to call her to apologize?"

"will not."

Yukimura concluded: "So, you like her."

"No, Yukimura!" Shiraishi complained, "How can it be so easy to decide whether you like someone or not?"

"At least you have a good impression of her." Baishi didn't protest this time, "Do you want to date her?"

Shiraishi was helpless: "Yukimura, I think you take your feelings too seriously."

"You misunderstood me, Shiraishi, look at my love for Sanada." Yoshimura Yoshitaka said, "Also, falling in love is like planting a flower, you have to plant it down to know whether it will grow and whether it will bloom beautifully. A flower. As cautious as you are, it will always be just a seed. Shiraishi, have you ever liked someone?"

"Yes." Who hasn't had a crush on this kind of thing once or twice?

"How is the other party now?"

"Miss Komatsu in high school lost contact very early, and Miss Yokoyama in college is already married."

"Did Miss Komatsu confess to you later?"

"That was after the graduation ceremony. Because I'm going to Tokyo to study at university, and Komatsu is going to New Zealand, I don't think there's any need for contact."

"If you express your heart earlier, will you be together?" For Baishi, it was also a very regrettable past.Yukimura sternly asked: "So, how long do you have to hesitate? You always talk about responsibility, responsibility, why don't you refuse a one-night stand? If you don't want to start a relationship, after all, you don't want to take responsibility, right?"

It seems that it is really like that.

"If you choose to miss it because you don't want to take responsibility, don't you feel regretful?"

Baishi is a person who seldom thinks about the past, but he has enough regrets like this: "But, maybe the other party doesn't want to be disturbed by me?"

He is obviously a man who is narcissistic to the extreme, but he is a different person when facing relationship problems.On the phone, Yukimura laughed with a rare heartiness: "A perfect man like Shiraishi, if I were a woman, I would definitely like it."

Finally, Shiraishi took a deep breath: "Okay. Yukimura, when she answers the phone, what should I say in the opening remarks?"

"Why don't you send an email first? You just say, thank you very much for today's event, that watch means a lot to me, I hope I can invite you to dinner to show my thanks. If she replies, you can email her When is it convenient to answer the call, confirm the time and place; if she doesn't reply, give her a call later..."

Shiraishi carefully wrote down Yukimura's words with a pen and paper. Yukimura assumed every possibility and gave a corresponding solution. Shiraishi suddenly felt that it was right for him to consult Yukimura.Of course, it may be because Yukimura himself is making up stories and watching plays, and perhaps manipulating Shiraishi's feelings in this way makes him find it very interesting.

After hanging up the phone, looking at the two pages full of text, Shiraishi couldn't help laughing.Yukimura is full of confidence in his script. It would be good if the story can develop according to Yukimura's script. After all, no matter which route he takes, Yukimura makes the script point to a perfect ending.

Tezuka Kunimitsu 004

Glancing at the green line with almost no lower limit on the screen, Tezuka closed the window, which seemed to herald the coming of a huge stock market disaster.In the first two months, the growth of several accounts of Tezuka Tezuka, who had a net profit of more than 20%, also began to struggle. Tezuka decisively sold two stocks with a worrying future today.It had been more than half an hour since the stock market closed. At this time, colleagues were preparing to leave work one after another. Tezuka passed by Fujikawa Ami's door, and his casual glance made him aware of the deep worries of his seniors.

Never seen such a look on her face.

In fact, Fujikawa Ami didn't show any expression, but Tezuka had a faint premonition in his heart.He knocked on the open glass door: "Senior."

Ami Fujikawa briefly looked away from the screen, and saw Tezuka twitching the corner of his mouth slightly, but finally failed to raise a smile: "Tezuka, it's time to get off work."

"Yes, senior...do you have any questions?" Fujikawa Ami shook her head, quickly chose to turn off the phone, and quickly swept the cosmetics and notebooks on the table into her bag.

Jiuchuan Industry, this stock is the focus of many colleagues, and it has been hit particularly hard in this disaster.Tezuka doesn't have this stock in his hands for the time being, but he still takes a look at it a few times a day, and extremely abnormally, this stock shows signs of rebounding.Tezuka looked at the current transaction situation, nearly 10 lots were waiting to be bought, and Tezuka frowned. Last week, Jiuchuan Industrial received a court summons because the loan was overdue. Jiuchuan Industrial's reports for the first two quarters showed the company's operating conditions since the spring of this year. It is very pessimistic, coupled with the impact of the poor market situation, Jiuchuan Industrial's stock price fell by 50% in just one week.In Tezuka's impression, there were no major positives that could turn things around in the past two days.

Tezuka quickly logged into the stock forum, and the title of "Atobe Consortium May Acquire Jiuchuan Industrial Tokyo Branch" was eye-catching, and the constantly increasing replies kept the post at the top.After all, he has an account of the Atobe consortium in his hand, Jiuchuan Industrial has huge assets, and the acquisition of its branch must be a huge deal, but the Atobe side has not disclosed any information to him.Tezuka doubted the authenticity of the news for the first time, and for the sake of caution, he decided to ask Atobe about the situation.

Jiuchuan Industrial's share price soared faster than when it fell.When Tezuka passed the door of Fujikawa Ami, he saw a relaxed smile on the senior's face as expected.Tezuka thumped in his heart, Fujikawa Ami raised his head from the desk, looked at his junior and smiled: "Tezuka, do you want a cup of coffee together?"

"The news of the Atobe consortium's acquisition of Jiuchuan Industrial's Tokyo branch has been circulating on the Internet. The stock price of Jiuchuan Industrial is also rising rapidly. Do you have this stock in your hands?"

Fujikawa paused holding the coffee cup, took a sip of coffee calmly, and put the cup back on the table: "Yes."

"I have an account of the Atobe Consortium in my hand, does the senior know?"

"So?" Fujikawa spread out his hands, looking fixedly at the person in front of him.Tezuka was silent.After a long time, Fujikawa smiled wryly: "Tezuka, do you know how much money we have invested in Jiuchuan Industry? If the loss cannot be recovered, the reputation of our firm... Tezuka, you have too little experience in this industry. To be successful, it is inevitable to use some special means."

Tezuka looked at the steam coming out of the coffee in the cup: "Senior, isn't this operation too easy?"

It was too easy, Fujikawa stared slightly: "Tezuka, you are really sharp. All of us have no more than ten chartered financial analysts, and soon you will surpass me and sit in a higher seat. I am not at all There is no doubt that you, Tezuka, will do better than me. But, Mr. Tezuka, the interest relationship between companies is much more complicated than the financial knowledge in books."

Fujikawa was taken away in the morning three days later, which happened to be Friday.The mood that had been uneasy for a week was verified this morning. Tezuka saw three policemen walking into the company behind the front desk. Almost everyone put down their work and stood up curiously to look around.The girl at the front desk walked awkwardly to the door of Fujikawa Ami's office and knocked on the door.

"Please come in." Fujikawa Ami's voice was still calm and charming.Tezuka couldn't imagine what kind of expression Fujikawa Ami would show when the office door opened and saw three tall men in police uniforms at the door.Many people crowded around the office curiously, but Tezuka didn't want to walk past.

When Fujikawa Ami walked out, she was calm, as if the person who was about to be taken away was not her.Aware of Tezuka's gaze, she raised her head and looked over, her eyes crossed the layers of baffles in the office, and she showed a smile that was the same as usual.

After whispering a few words with the policeman, Ami Fujikawa walked towards Tezuka across rows of desks.Across a desk, she stood across from Tezuka and said, "Today's bento is in the refrigerator, Tezuka, you know my bento