Ke Xue World Technology Becomes King

"you you..."

For some unknown reason, Ikezawa Yuko, who was still very aggressive at first, has now become quite gentle and soft-spoken.

"What's wrong with me? Also, if I admit it correctly, this shouldn't be your home, right? What are you doing at Okino Yoko's house?"

Unfortunately, gentle words cannot usher in goodwill. As a pure fun-loving person, Miyamoto Kiyohisa chose to be aggressive.

At this moment, Ikezawa Yuko finally understood the situation she was in. She was now at the scene where she was caught breaking into a house, not in a romantic drama.

Ikezawa Yuko immediately thought of what he should do now.

The top priority right now is to establish yourself on the high ground.

"Let's not discuss these issues for now. Let's talk about you first. You are the man Okino Yoko is dating. You can think about it. Early tomorrow morning, the whole of Tokyo will be you and Okino Yoko. It looks like a hot topic in the news.”

"At that time, not only Okino Yoko's career will plummet because of this, but you will also become 'famous' because of this identity!"

As if thinking of the series of consequences that would follow the collapse of an idol's house, Ikezawa Yuko smiled proudly as he spoke.

"Oh~, I really want to see if there is any newspaper in Tokyo that dares to report news related to me head-on?"

Just when Ikezawa Yuko fell into the fantasy that he could win back the heroine, an inappropriate voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

This sentence came from the mouth of the ridiculously handsome man in front of her.

"The media doesn't care what your identity is. They will only report any news that can cause hot topics, and will not consider the consequences of these news at all. What's more, are you a big shot?"

After hearing what Miyamoto Kiyohisa said, Ikezawa Yuko paused for a moment, but in a blink of an eye a smile appeared on her face again, because as an idol artist, she understood the virtues of those newspaper companies very well.

"Who am I? Hahaha, it seems that my incognito behavior over the years has really achieved some results. Even a celebrity like you doesn't recognize me."

"Are you famous? Why do you think I have to know you?"

Miyamoto Sake's sudden laughter made Ikezawa Yuko suddenly feel a little more panicked, but she still forced herself to be calm and spoke firmly.

"Have you ever heard of the Ultraman series of products?"

"So what if you've heard of it? So what if you haven't heard of it? It's just a special photo film by a young man."

"Are you going to tell me what important role you played in it? I'm sorry, I haven't seen it, but if you ask me, I wouldn't mind watching it for you. Special photography.”

Hearing that the other party only mentioned a series of IP tokusatsu dramas that had nothing to do with her, Ikezawa Yuko was a little concerned, but then completely relaxed.

Then, Ikezawa Yuko's tone became arrogant again.

"I am the editor and director of what you call an uninteresting special feature film."

Hearing the other party belittle his own achievements, Miyamoto Kiyohisa, who originally just wanted to tease the other party, couldn't help but turn cold.

Although shooting tokusatsu films was something I only thought of when I was bored, and it was nothing compared to my business empire, it was not something that an ordinary artist like Ikezawa Yuko could point out casually.

"What, do you still want to ask other directors and screenwriters to ban me? Sorry, editors and directors in the TV drama circle where I live generally don't think highly of special drama directors and editors like you."

Hearing that the other party was just the editor and director of a tokusatsu drama, and that the other party's tone seemed a little anxious, Ikezawa Yuko's voice couldn't help but become lighter.

"I would say, with your current excellent image, why not give up your identity as a director and screenwriter and pursue an idol career? I think you will definitely be a great success..."

Ikezawa Yuko, who thought she had Miyamoto Kiyohisa under control, even began to preach as a senior.

Before the other party could finish her words, Miyamoto Kiyoshi interrupted her directly.

"What if I told you that in addition to being a director and screenwriter, I am also the major shareholder of ten large TV stations, including Mihua TV, TV Tokyo, Osaka TV, Kyoto TV, etc.?"

"And I also control dozens of newspapers, large and small, in the Tokyo area. It can be said that most of the public opinion in the society in Tokyo is under my control."

Speaking of this, Miyamoto Kiyoshi's originally dull tone suddenly became domineering.

At this time, Ikezawa Yuko, who was still opening her mouth and mumbling, suddenly stopped, as if she had lost the ability to speak. She had just recovered her legs and feet. Not long after she stood up, her legs went weak again, and she collapsed on Miyamoto. In front of sake.

"It's difficult...could it be said that you are the rumored king of Tokyo's media industry?"

After a long pause, Ikezawa Yuko finally regained the ability to speak, but this function didn't seem to be perfect yet, so she could only ask stumblingly.

"Although I'm quite cool with such titles, the fact is that there are always some people who like to give other people some incomprehensible titles."

Miyamoto Kiyoshi spread his hands and said helplessly.

However, the corners of his mouth that couldn't stop rising, at this time severely betrayed Miyamoto Kiyoshi's true inner feelings.

"By the way, do you mind if I smoke?"

As if talking to himself, Miyamoto Sake asked casually.

Looking at Yuko Ikezawa who was still deep in self-doubt, Miyamoto Sake took out a box of high-end cigarettes from his jacket pocket, picked up the statue-shaped lighter that looked like a handicraft on the coffee table, and put I lit the cigarette and took a deep breath.

"Miss Home Invader, I wonder if you can leave? After all, Yoko may be off work in a while."

"Oh, ah? Aren't you going to deal with me and just let me leave?"

After being stunned for a moment, Ikezawa Yuko suddenly reacted and asked in disbelief.

"Yes, you can leave, but in the future, please remember that Okino Yoko is my person, so don't try to influence her in the future. You can also appropriately disclose this news to some people who are similar to you. I think that soon, We should see each other again.”

Miyamoto Sake waved his hand casually, signaling the other party to leave.

Just kidding, before he obtained the Death Card protection talisman, Miyamoto Kiyohisa would definitely refuse to make enemies with others, even if the other party was just a person he could deal with at any time.

But the long-standing safety practice has become a subconscious behavior of Miyamoto Kiyoshi.

And even if Ikezawa Yuko is allowed to leave like this, the other party will still be brought back by the police later because his ear fell off. However, in this way, the object of resentment of the other party's arrest will not be on his head. .

Feeling that he had escaped another fatal crisis, Miyamoto Sake raised his cup and drank all the tea in one gulp, then arranged the tea sets and walked towards the door.

And just when Miyamoto Sake went to place the tea sets, a dark figure, completely black and whose appearance was unclear, quietly slipped into the room.

"I see, that's it. I didn't expect that in such a short period of time, Yoko, you would already have a boyfriend again, and this was when your career was at its peak. Even in this situation, I can do it too!"

A burst of crying and laughing whispers slowly came from the black shadow's mouth.