Ke Xue World Technology Becomes King

Full of fighting spirit in his heart, Miyamoto Kiyoshi soon fell asleep.

In his dream, Miyamoto Kiyohisa found himself trapped in a dark cell. Standing outside the cell were Hiroki Sawada and his supporter Thomas Sindora, but because both of them were Under the black robe, the specific face seems a bit blurry.

"You finally woke up."

Seeing Miyamoto Kiyohisa making a move, Thomas Sindora, standing outside the cell, said in a mocking tone.

"Hmph, what tricks did you use? You were able to kidnap me quietly. Where are you here?"

"Where? Hahaha, I didn't expect to get to this point. Don't you know where this is? Well, let me just be clear. This is death row. Once you enter here, you will never think about it again. If you get out, it will only be your body that gets out."

Another slap in the face jumped out of Thomas Sindora's mouth.

"Humph, it's just a dog fighting against the power of man."

"No matter what you say? But what I want to tell you is that soon, your Miyamoto Consortium will belong to my name, Thomas Sindora. Thank you very much for helping me win such a big share. My inheritance! But poor you, you probably won’t be able to experience my happiness.”

After a series of taunts, the clay figures still have a certain earthy nature. Even Miyamoto Kiyohisa, who knew he was a prisoner, was no exception. He immediately raised his fist and smashed the door in front of him, which was made of an unknown material.

"Bang! Crash, clatter."

Miyamoto Kiyoshi opened his eyes, and what he saw was a desk broken into two halves and documents scattered on the floor.

"Huh, it turns out it was just a dream."

Finding that he was still in the safe house, Miyamoto Kiyoshi breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Brother Qingjiu, what's wrong?"

At this moment, there was a knock on the door, and Suzuki Ayako's voice came from outside the study.

"Oh, Ayako, I'm fine. I just accidentally broke the desk. Just ask Hideo to replace it with a new one for me tomorrow."

"It's okay, Brother Qingjiu, it's getting late, why don't you go to bed early."

Subconsciously, he wanted to agree to this request, but fortunately, Miyamoto Kiyoshi's mind moved quickly and he instantly thought of the weird dream he had just had, so he quickly rejected Suzuki Ayako.

"I still have some things to do. I'll sleep in the study tonight. You don't have to wait for me."

After all, Miyamoto Seihisa didn't want to accidentally punch Suzuki Ayako while sleeping at night.

"Oh, then Brother Qingjiu, you should go to bed early."

Even through a wall of doors, Miyamoto Kiyoshi could hear a little bit of disappointment hidden in Suzuki Ayako's voice.

"Ayako, after I deal with this incident, I will definitely make it up to you."

Hearing that Suzuki Ayako had returned to the room, Miyamoto Kiyoshi made a secret decision in his heart.

Time soon came to the next day. After changing the table in the study room, Miyamoto Kiyoshi and Shibata Hideo went to the company together.

"Panasonic, come here and come to my office."

On the road, he bumped into a team leader from the scientific research department. Miyamoto Kiyoshi suddenly became interested and wanted to hear the employees' evaluations of himself, as well as their evaluations of Hiroki Sawada and Tomas Sindora.

"President, what are your orders?"

Entering Miyamoto Kiyoshi's office, Matsushita didn't even sit on the chair opposite the desk. He stood directly beside him and bowed, asking in a very respectful tone.

"Hahaha, Panasonic, take a seat. I called you here today. I don't want to talk to you about work. I just want to have a chat. Don't be so formal."

"Yes, President!"

With another deep bow, Matsushita finally sat on the chair opposite the desk.

"Matsushita-kun, I wonder if you have ever known Hiroki Sawada?"

"Hiroki Sawada? Oh, I have learned that he is indeed a genius in IT, but he should still be in the United States now, right?"

"Yes, it is in the United States, but recently the company he works for seems to want to come to Japan. What do you think of this?"

"Please wait a moment, President, are you telling the truth?"

Obviously, Panasonic had no knowledge of this matter, and the whole person seemed quite shocked.

"Well, although they haven't disclosed the news specifically, I still have some special channels. That company has received help from quite a few high-level officials in the Japanese political and financial circles, and it may come to Japan in the near future."

"President, we must not be careless! After all, the other party is a large company that can dominate a society like the United States, and its strength cannot be underestimated."

"Haha, then, Matsushita-kun, do you think they can defeat us?"

Miyamoto Kiyoshi put his hands on his chin and made a gesture of sizing up the other person.

"This is absolutely impossible! No matter how fast their company develops, it is absolutely impossible to defeat us in Japan, let alone."

"What's more?"

Miyamoto Kiyoshi looked at the other party with curious eyes.

"What's more, we have a unique and truly talented leader like you, the president. They are still far from catching up with us!"

Without hesitation, Team Leader Panasonic slapped Miyamoto Kiyoshi in the face.

"Hahaha, although this is indeed the case, and I also like to hear such kind words, you still need to pay attention, but you must not capsize in the gutter. After all, it comes from another ocean. An unknown enemy on one end, and then the company needs to be prepared.”

"Yes, President, I will do my best!"

In order to express his attitude, Matsushita stood up directly, bowed fiercely, and knocked his head on the desk.

After Matsushita returned to his office, the news Miyamoto Seihisa just said spread like a storm throughout the entire scientific research department. For a moment, everyone's motivation was mobilized.

……

Time soon came to evening. Miyamoto Kiyoshi returned home and took another bottle of red wine from the wine cabinet and brought it to the study.

"Huh? Why did you reply to my message so quickly? Could it be that Xuan Yi happened to be in the United States these days? That's not right. Didn't he always stay in Southeast Asia?"

Seeing that there was a message notification from Xuan Yi in his private mailbox, Miyamoto Kiyohisa frowned, with some doubts in his mind.

Clicking on the news, as expected, what was described in the room was the news of the death of the talented young man named Sawada Hiroki.

"Falled to death? Or died of suicide? With such a weak mental capacity, you look down on me too much, right? That's it?"

Looking up at the bright moon in the sky, Miyamoto Kiyoshi poured a glass of red wine and drank it in one gulp.

"Next, it's time for the next game."