The boss only wants to make money and doesn't want to make trouble

Oda Sakunosuke looked at the surrounding environment, and he raised his head to look at the person in front of him. Thanks to the rapid development of the information age, he recognized at a glance that the man sitting in the middle of the office opposite him is now Japan. Mr. Wu Mi, the richest man in the world, and the president of Wu Mi Club.

The belated man let out an ah, then nodded politely, "You are... Mr. Wu Mi, hello."

"What do you want from me?" Oda Sakunosuke, who was still fighting Gide just now, was very confused. He didn't understand why the president tied himself here, and the other party's subordinates also looked very powerful. That The man's ability called Tong Mo, no, it should be said that such an ability is already the top of the ability, it feels almost like a Central Plains cadre.

Although the other party kept saying that he was arrested because of his unfinished business, no matter how you think about it, it is impossible.

After all, he is just a newly promoted transparent author, how could he be favored by such a boss.

"I once thought that I would have [-] ways to die, but I didn't expect that my life would be so short, like a cherry blossom. As the protagonist, I failed completely and was forced to choose death in the end."

Hearing the familiar content, Oda Sakunosuke fell into deep thought, but saw the young man on the opposite side added, "Actually, the author has something to do recently, so I can't write any more. Please forgive me, let's make a meteorite to destroy everything today." The main character was killed by a meteorite! "

Oda Sakunosuke couldn't help but say, "Well, I haven't had a good time..."

There was a hint of murderous intent in the man's bright red eyes, "There are meteorites, right? Do you know how boring your writing is? I spent the first 15 words just to watch the ending."

The author feels uncomfortable, no author can accept other people's insults to his literature, "It's not that bad."

"Seriously?" Wu Mi stared at Sakunosuke Oda in front of him, "Did you pay attention to the beginning and the end when you wrote the text? Don't ask you, did you write the climax in the other 15 words? Where is the explosive point? The characters you wrote are connected. Nothing cute."

"I read your article because your name is Oda Sakunosuke..." This article has been blocked because it is unfinished.

Oda Sakunosuke was stunned, "Do you still have these things?"

"Then what are you writing? Are you writing blindly?"

Oda Sakunosuke: ...I think it's a bit too much for you to say that.

"It's my personal autobiography."

"Are you dead?"

"No……"

"You didn't die, why did you let the protagonist die?" Wuyou said something that shocked Oda Sakunosuke, "You don't understand him, you don't understand how desperately the protagonist is trying so hard to get a slap in the face in the end , but he didn't wait, he died with regret."

Oda Sakunosuke: ...So as his father, I don't understand this protagonist?

Wu Mi couldn't help but continued to insult the author, "I saw that at the end, when the main character was waiting for a slap in the face, killing the whole family and even the dog, how dare you not finish it!?"

Seeing the man in front of him turn cold, Oda Sakunosuke said with a cold expression, "I have never dared to write an article that kills me without misfortune. Ordinary readers will only insult me ​​three times in a row. Guess what will kill me?" How will it end?"

Seeing the other party's slender fingers tapping on the table, Oda Sakunosuke hesitated for a while, he wouldn't be filled in Tokyo Bay, right? Boss Mori didn't fill in Yokohama Bay either.

And to be honest, this is a work he practiced. After being rejected, he forgot his state of mind when he wrote it. He just wrote an ending and left it there. How could there be readers...

And how does this reader look like a high-ranking author?

Oda Sakunosuke saw the man in front of him looking at him expressionlessly, "I will be caught here, and I will send him a computer and lock him into a small black room for him to code again."

Oda Sakunosuke: ...What is a small black house?

The red-haired young man belatedly asked, "Ah, do you want me to rewrite the ending?"

"Then can you bear with such an ending?"

"You could have had a rich father who would throw mines at you every day, give you rewards every day, and even help you publish it. You chose to be unfinished. Guess what this rich father is going to do now?"

Oda Sakunosuke: ...

He has wronged him, how does he know that what he writes casually will be read by others, isn’t it normal for every author to fail to finish his writing?After all, everyone likes new articles. All the authors are bad guys who love the new and dislike the old. Although he is a new author, Sakunosuke Oda, who already knows the essence of the author, apologized decisively, "Sorry, I didn't expect my article to have readers." I didn't expect this reader to have so much energy.

There was a trace of terror that made him feel that being an author had turned into a high-risk industry.

Wu Mi sneered, "Thank you for your good friend Osamu Dazai, I haven't planned to kill you yet, so as a result of hurting me, you can join our Wu Mi Literature Club and make money by writing from today on."

"Hey, but Gide..." mimicked the words of the port mafia.

"Those are not important, are those things as important as my unfinished articles?"

Wu Can said confidently, "Of course not. Starting today, if I don't write 15 characters a day, I will let you know what a terrible world is, Oda Sakunosuke."

"Cough." Even in such a situation, Oda Sakunosuke was not too afraid. He said very calmly as a killer in his early years, "Thank you Mr. Wu Mi for your attention and support, but I am still working in the port mafia and I haven’t reached the point where I can write independently, plus I’m raising five kids.”

Wu Mi looked at him lovingly, "I quit my job for you, and we will take care of the child for you. Is there any problem? I can also assign you an editor to urge you to type well."

"Chief Sen should..."

"Who is Chief Sen?"

"It's my current boss." Oda Sakuyuki said weakly. He didn't know that he planned to sell him a long time ago. He also said something for the black-hearted boss of Hong Kong gangsters, "He is the man who occupies the pinnacle of the Yokohama underworld."

"So what? Isn't this kind of Japanese city-level snake amazing?"

Wu Mi raised her eyebrows, "In front of our Wu Mi Club, what is a mere mafia leader? Are you afraid of him?"

"That's not it."

"Then why are you still sitting here? Do you know that the ending you wrote seems to be feeding Shi, do you have a point in your heart?" Wu Mi stared at Oda Sakunosuke and said coldly, "You hurt a noble Readers who subscribe to the full text." It's still the aristocratic kind.

Oda Sakunosuke: He can't take it anymore.

"Then next." Wu Mi clapped his hands, and Tong Mo, the director of Wu Mi Literature Society, appeared in front of them, "I'll leave him to you."

"First of all, correct his unfinished essay for me!"

Damn it, dare to unfinished.

Oda Sakunosuke's eyes widened, and Tong Mo led him out. The young man in a dark red shirt showed his canine teeth with a smile, "Then let's have a good chat."

Taking Oda Sakunosuke into a small dark room, Tong Mo stared at the red-haired man in front of him and stretched out his voice, "Hey, you are the man who cheated Mr. Wuyou, you are really amazing."

"I'm so envious, Mr. Wu Mi prefers to read your writings instead of mine."

He had a regretful face, his expression was full of sorrow, and when he looked closely, there was a hint of murderous intent in those colorful eyes.

This kind of killing intent made the sensitive Oda Sakunosuke's back straight instantly. If it wasn't for the flawless discovery that the other party hadn't made a move, Oda Sakunosuke would have no doubt that the other party wanted to kill him in an instant.

"Ah, I have a very good idea, if you write my painting in words and show it to Mr. Wu Mi." Tong Mo smiled and clapped his hands, "Doesn't that mean Mr. Wu Mi saw my painting ?

Under the bewildered eyes of Oda Sakunosuke, Tong Mo took out his masterpiece "I am the three secretaries who fall in love with me", and then he put it directly in front of Oda Sakunosuke. The characters on the screen were familiar to Oda Sakunosuke for a moment.

Tong Mo said clearly, "Learn a bit, this is the treasure of our club's sales, you can look at this and this to find inspiration, and then quickly rewrite the ending."

Oda Sakunosuke: ...?

Then, Oda Sakunosuke just opened the door to the new world.

only see the first line

"Dazai, are you going to commit suicide today? You are a man who will get hurt when you touch cotton."

Dazai Osamu's two snow-white legs were displayed like this, and a trace of embarrassment appeared on that handsome face, "You let me go and let me die."

"No, I won't allow you." My friend was grabbed by the wrist by Wu Mi, and then forced to press it on the table. The president roared angrily, "I won't allow you to die, you are my man! You What should I do with you, you annoying little enchantress?"

Oda Sakunosuke: ...

The hands holding the book began to tremble.

Going through the plot in the future is like running a horse and never returning. Why is Dazai being framed and going to commit suicide? On average, Dazai commits suicide once and gets meat once. In the later stage, he is completely sleep-served...

It made Oda Sakunosuke tremble when he saw the word suicide.

It was really trembling.

Dazai, what should I do with you.

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Hey, Wenxue sighed greatly. Oda Sakunosuke, who was urged to be directly kidnapped, didn't know at the moment that all this was just the beginning. When he recalled this incident a few years later, he couldn't help trembling. Oda Sakunosuke, who has become the number one in the Japanese literary world, will never dare to unfinished in his life.

At this moment, Dazai Osamu, who couldn't get through to Oda Sakunosuke's phone, went to find Mori Ogai very anxiously for the first time. At the moment, the leader who was sitting on the top floor of Yokohama smiled and looked at Dazai Osamu who rushed over, "Oh, isn't this Dazai-kun?"

"Why did you come back all of a sudden? Indeed, I remember that I arranged for you to go to the Wumi Club."

"leader."

The young man who put on the black coat again asked in a deep voice, "Is it true that you sent me to the Wumi Club for the sole purpose of digging out the other party's weaknesses?"

"Hey." The middle-aged leader who was also dressed in black smiled and nodded, "Ah, if you say it like this, is there any other purpose?"

"mimic..." Osamu Dazai's eyes fell on the opponent's hand, and a black gold envelope on the dark red table was particularly eye-catching. Osamu Dazai's eyes widened slightly when he saw that thing, and then he said in a cold voice , "Boss Mori, is it for that?"

"That's it."

Without refuting the other party's words, Mori Ogai stared at the ability license in hand and said with a smile, "Obviously I have kept Dazai-kun away from this matter, why did you come back? Because Oda-kun is your friend?"

"That's why I don't understand." Mori Ogai said in distress in front of Osamu Dazai, "Obviously Dazai-kun, as our cadre, shouldn't hand over such a man."

"Although I admit that Oda-kun is indeed very interesting and strong, but in my hands, he has not played the value he should have."

The man leaning on the seat said lazily, "Such a person is useless."

Mori Ogai looked at Osamu Dazai with a cold face and said with a smile, "This is the world of adults."

Only interests do not care about human feelings. Your Oda work is not as good as Osamu Dazai here in Mori Ogai. You are simply a mad dog employee in the talent inventory. Although you are very capable, you are not used by Mori Ogai at all.

To put it simply, Mori Ogai will consider another method only if the value brought by Oda Sakunosuke is more than the value brought by sacrificing him.

Seeing such a cold man in front of him, Osamu Dazai's expression became more and more cold. From the beginning, this man was different from himself. Although they have some similarities, they are different after all.

Equating people with objects and bringing value is something Osamu Dazai would never do, especially with his friends.

He and Oda Sakunosuke became friends not because the other party could bring him much value. Osamu Dazai stared at Mori Ogai in front of him and said, "I see, this is something you thought about from the beginning."

"Boss Sen, we are different after all."

Looking at the young cadre who turned around and was about to leave, Mori Ogai sneered, "What, do you want to leave?"

"Where are you going?" The leader crossed his hands on his abdomen, raised his head and looked at Liu Yun outside the transparent window, and asked with a smile, "Wu Mi Society?"

Seeing the back of the young man going away, the smile on Mori Ogai's face became deeper and deeper, "After all, that's not where you would go."

After an anxious phone call, Osamu Dazai learned that his friend had now arrived at the Wuyou Club, and even this man who had been in charge of the script was blank for a moment.

When he came to the room of Wumi Club and saw Sakunosuke Oda sitting quietly in front of the computer and lighting a cigarette, he was slightly relieved.

"Odasaku."

Seeing Osamu Dazai walking towards him, Oda Sakunosuke came back to his senses as if he had just woken up from a dream. The red-haired young man stared blankly at him for a moment, "Why are you here?"

"This is my question, why did you tell me that you are in the Wumi Society?"

"Hey..." The man who lit the cigarette took a puff sadly, "Dazai."

"Ok?"

The hand holding the cigarette trembled slightly, "You have paid too much for the port mafia..."

"what?"

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