Tokyo, everyone is drawing comics, who still wants to fall in love?

Hearing Assistant Okita's sincere request, Oda Shingo also took it seriously.

Oda Shingo had just finished the initial configuration of his computer, and he quickly typed some words on the computer with his hands, and operated it a few times behind Assistant Okita's back, and then looked at him: "Tell me, why did you still help him make such a request when I clearly stated that I would do my best to defeat the enemy?"

"I don't know if it's weird to say this, or if it's just a superficial friendship." Assistant Okita went to pour another glass of water, and frowned after sitting down again, "Before I joined the web department, I didn't do well in the administrative department. I was ordered around every day and often scolded."

"..." Oda Shingo leaned on the bed without saying a word, and put the closed notebook on his body.

"I am the kind of person who is marginalized and dispensable. You know, Mr. Oda, the paper media is in a downturn now. As long as there is a wave of layoffs, I will become a poor guy holding a cardboard box..."

"..."

"It was Director Mikami who chose me among many people when he established the web department, and even made me his assistant a month later, which prevented me from being laid off. So, he really has a favor for me."

Oda Shingo opened the notebook and showed it to Assistant Okita.

Okita was stunned, and saw a line of words on the brand new notebook: [It was Director Mikami who prevented me from being laid off because I am mediocre. ]

"Ah, Mr. Oda, I'm telling the truth." Assistant Okita immediately understood what Oda Shingo meant and hurriedly explained.

Oda Shingo had just typed the words in advance, which happened to match what Assistant Okita said, which was full of irony.

"I really couldn't be laid off at that time, because my wife was seriously ill. Although the surgery fee was paid by savings, the recovery period was very long, and various expensive drugs were needed to support it." Assistant Okita was afraid that Oda Shingo would not believe it, so he quickly explained the situation in detail.

Oda Shingo swiped his hand on the touch pad of the notebook.

A new page that had just been typed appeared, with a line of words on it: [My family was seriously ill, and the great philanthropist Minister Mikami saved them from danger. ]

"... Mr. Oda, please don't make fun of me. I know this is like a story in a comic book, but Minister Mikami did help me." Assistant Okita, with a sad face, pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose, "Although he didn't lend me money directly, he promoted me and gave me a raise. With my ability, I really don't deserve to be an assistant."

"Okay, then how did he struggle?"

At this time, a reminder bell rang.

[Mr. Oda, a Miss Namikaze Yuzuru is coming in. ]

"Ah, that's my assistant. Let her in. Thank you."

Hamikaze Yukaku walked into the ward carrying a big bag. Seeing someone in the room, he was slightly stunned: "Assistant Okita?"

"Ah, hello." Assistant Okita stood up and bowed. With his status and age, he didn't need to bow to Hamikaze Yukaku, but he was honest and very humble.

Hamikaze Yukaku quickly changed to honorifics and returned the greeting: "Ah, thank you for coming to visit Oda-kun."

"Hamikaze-kun, did you bring comic tools?"

"...I brought them." Hamikaze Yukaku began to take out the things in the bag and put them on the bedside table for Oda Shingo to use.

The bag was not fully opened, and there were still things in it, but it was not suitable for Assistant Okita to know.

"Thank you for your hard work, Namikaze-kun." Oda Shingo asked Namikaze Yukaku to sit by the window and wait, and turned to Assistant Okita, "Just now we talked about Minister Mikami's struggle? If you don't mind, please continue."

"Ah, of course. Seven or eight years ago, although the paper media industry was in decline, the physical comics were still not much different. But Minister Mikami had long reminded that the way of selling physical comics could not meet the new era."

"Well, Minister Mikami is very far-sighted."

Assistant Okita patted his thigh: "But at that time, let alone the senior management and the main publication department of the company, even the people in the GG department, the operations department and even the administrative department were very traditional. Minister Mikami made many suggestions for coping with the new era at that time, but they were all rejected for various reasons."

"Until five years ago, Minister Mikami proposed to emulate the Xueziguan to create a web department, and even voluntarily gave up the opportunity to be the head of the advertising department and began to deploy the establishment of a new web department!"

"Join the game with your body, just to win half a step." Oda Shingo sighed, but there was still no change in his expression.

"You speak Chinese, so I can only roughly guess what you mean. Mr. Oda is really knowledgeable." Assistant Okita further explained, "When the new web department was established, there were many difficulties."

"..."

"Not to mention that the funding was difficult everywhere, there was no office space, and the rental of a place was criticized for being too expensive. As a result, the department could not be successfully established for two consecutive years."

"How did Director Mikami solve it?"

"Director Mikami simply made a bet with the main publication department and the GG department! He said that if he was given a budget sufficient for web operation funds, he would not need to rent a house and work in the basement with his team!"

Hamikaze Yukaku, who was listening to the excitement nearby, couldn't help but widen his eyes.

It was the first time I heard that a regular department worked in the basement. Only the administrative department or field department of an old company would live in the basement of the office building.

"In the basement?" Oda Shingo remembered that he met them on the top floor, but the introduction at the entrance of the building said that the web department was indeed in the basement.

"If their performance is really better than that of the GG and the main publication departments, they will be replaced! If they can't compete, the web department will stay in the basement!"

"...Did the other party agree?"

"Yes, after some mediation, the other party agreed to the bet. The management also hopes that the two departments will agree, because this will save a lot of money on renting a place outside."

"Then... the result is needless to say, right?" Oda Shingo knew the result of the bet without even thinking.

Because the web department was established a few years ago, but it is still in the basement. Minister Mikami's pioneering achievements are self-evident.

Namikaze Yukaku also showed a look of realization beside him.

"I'm sorry to make you laugh." Assistant Okita touched his head embarrassedly: "But this bet is valid forever! I and many old employees of the web department have vowed to fight with Minister Mikami! We have to climb up from the basement layer by layer!"

"Is your department really willing to fight with the minister?"

Assistant Okita clenched his fist: "Yes! The newcomers in our department may not know much about the minister, and everyone else follows him wholeheartedly!"

"..." Oda Shingo closed his notebook and tilted his head to think.

If he were Minister Mikami, how would he run the web department?

Thinking back to the time when he was being exploited during the contract signing, and how he was so aggrieved that he almost cried... It seemed that he could bully Mikami again!

"As I said just now, please defeat Takeshi Gouda in the new comic series, or at least not be weaker than them!" Assistant Okita got up from his chair and, following the traditional Japanese dogeza, begged very seriously, "Please! Teacher Oda!"

"..." Oda Shingo looked at the extremely serious Assistant Okita, waited for a while, and then said lightly, "I don't promise you anything."

Assistant Okita raised his head in surprise: "Teacher Oda..."

Oda Shingo waved his hand: "I'm tired, if you have nothing else to do, you can go back."

Namikaze Yukaku was hesitant to speak.

Why did she feel that Oda-kun gave people a cold feeling today? There was nothing wrong with agreeing to Assistant Okita, it was what he should do.

"Ah, sorry, I disturbed Mr. Oda's rest after the operation." Assistant Okita quickly apologized, nodded to Namikaze Yukaku, and then packed his bag and left.

At the door, he bowed to Oda Shingo: "Mr. Oda, if you need me, just tell me! Please have a good rest and work with us to defeat the enemy! Please."

Oda Shingo didn't say anything else, just watched this honest man leave.

After Namikaze Yukaku closed the door and the ward returned to silence, Oda Shingo opened his notebook and started working with a handwriting drawing board.

"Mr. Oda, you... don't agree to Assistant Okita? I, I think he asked very sincerely." Namikaze Yukaku asked tentatively.

Oda Shingo raised the brush in his hand to the air, his eyes always fixed on the drawing board on his belly, and said calmly:

"I defeated the enemy not because of others, but because..."

"The one who most desires victory is myself!"

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