Yukino Shitayuki was suddenly startled, saying in shock, "You actually had such a plan."
Nogi Hideki spread his hands and said, "How about it, interested?"
Taking a deep breath, Yukino Shitayuki said in a deep voice, "May I ask how many of the participants are actually your people?"
Nogi Hideki held up three fingers and told her directly:
"There are three bosses who have formed a cooperative alliance with me. As long as their fighters win, they will designate me as the Kengan Association Chairman."
"How about it, Miss Yukishita, if you transfer these two fighters to me, then all the gains of Donglin Construction in this Kengan Matches will be doubled and given to you, and any losses will be paid by my Nogi Group!"
His words were full of temptation.
Under such conditions, anyone without the ambition to become the Kengan Association Chairman would agree.
Yukino Shitayuki was very tempted.
But now there was a big problem.
The command of the Sena Sisters was not hers!!
"Sorry, I refuse. The Sena Sisters are my friends, not tools." Yukino Shitayuki silently cried in her heart, but still had to say high-sounding words.
Hmm? Nogi Hideki was a bit surprised.
The Yukinoshita shouldn't be so generous.
After all, they are young, acting on impulse.
Nogi Hideki was very helpless and could only take out a contract, saying, "I also have a contract here. I hope you can review it carefully."
Yukino Shitayuki took the contract, and her pupils immediately dilated in shock. The Sena Sisters beside her also looked surprised.
If this contract were signed, she would receive an astronomical sum, and if Donglin Construction's fighter won the final victory, this astronomical sum would be tenfold!
This was not a few hundred million, but trillions of yen!
The price Donglin Construction had to pay was simple: once Donglin Construction's fighter won the final victory, they would simply designate Nogi Hideki as the Kengan Association Chairman.
"Are you satisfied with this contract, Miss Yukishita?" Nogi Hideki rubbed his hands, smiling with a look of certainty.
Nogi Group is a multinational conglomerate, with total assets far beyond what the Yukinoshita could ever hope to match.
"Satisfied... No, no, no, I need to discuss it with Su Ze first." Yukino Shitayuki admitted she was a bit flustered, but she wasn't completely blinded by profit.
Such a big matter instinctively made her feel she should discuss it with Su Ze.
From this point, it can be seen that Su Ze did not pamper Yukino Shitayuki in vain.
Eileen Chang once said that the road to a woman's heart is the Y-road.
"Good, I await your reply," Nogi Hideki's smile did not diminish.
"If you dare to look over here with your dog eyes again, I'll beat you to death." Before leaving, Sena Riko threw a harsh threat at Izumi, acting arrogantly.
Izumi smiled sheepishly.
After the three left the conference room, Izumi's playful expression vanished completely. He looked at Nogi Hideki and said, "You just let them go?"
Nogi Hideki said flatly, "It's obvious she's not the main person in charge; that fighter is. Besides… we don't have to limit our bets to these people. There should be a few more good prospects on the Desperate Number."
…
Desperate Number.
The grand melee of over a hundred fighters ended in less than ten minutes.
"That fast?" Even Katahara Metsudo, who had weathered countless storms, found this speed unusually abnormal.
It seems a big fish snuck into the preliminaries.
Moments later, five people were brought onto the deck.
Katahara Metsudo's guard team were all Kengan Matches-level fighters, dressed in uniform black suits, exuding an imposing aura.
And the five people walking towards them were no less imposing.
One burly man stepped forward and demanded, "Why was I assigned to the preliminaries? Do you think I'm not strong enough?"
Katahara Metsudo's old face sank: "As a pawn, you must have the resolve of a pawn!"
"Then I'll show you how terrifying a pawn's rage can be right now!" The burly man's fury surged, his broad back slightly relaxed, and he lunged at Katahara Metsudo, his fist raised high.
"Snap!"
His raised fist was caught by a guard.
Immediately after, the expressionless guard punched him in the stomach.
The big man instinctively bent over, and as the guard's other fist released the big man's wrist, he simultaneously slammed it into his face.
"Crack~"
The sound of facial bones shattering rang out, and the big man was sent flying backward, a gruesome sight.
A small old man in a kimono happened to walk by, almost getting hit by the big man, and looked surprised, turning to Katahara Metsudo and saying, "Old brother Katahara, your subordinates are really full of talent!"
"Tokugawa Mitsunari, why are you here?" Katahara Metsudo frowned slightly upon seeing the small old man, then smiled broadly and said, "Old brother Tokugawa, why didn't you inform me you were coming? You could have just gone directly to the Fist Fight Number; why hide here?"
The small old man was none other than Tokugawa Mitsunari, the thirteenth head of the Tokugawa Zaibatsu.
A fervent fighting enthusiast.
Tokugawa Mitsunari scratched his head and chuckled mischievously, "I also wanted to experience the full process of your Kengan Association, hahaha."
Katahara Metsudo smiled without speaking, his gaze shifting to the burly young man beside Tokugawa Mitsunari.
"Let me introduce you, this is my fighter for this time, Touma Kasoku!" Tokugawa Mitsunari announced solemnly and loudly.
Kasoku!?
Katahara Metsudo's eyes narrowed.
He had heard this name for a long time.
Or rather, any Japanese history student would have heard this name.
Because this name has been passed down since the Nara period!
It has been over a thousand years!
"Touma Kasoku, the 101st head of the ancient sumo style… I heard your clan has been undefeated for 2000 years?" Katahara Metsudo stroked his beard and smiled.
"That is correct, Old Master Katahara." The burly young man bowed deeply, very politely.
"Hahahahaha!" Katahara Metsudo laughed wildly, "Have you thought it through, fighting for Tokugawa Mitsunari? The Kengan Matches do not allow escape, and your Kasoku clan's thousand-year undefeated record might be ruined by you!"
Touma Kasoku said earnestly, "Our clan never runs away. You know sumo, right? There can be breaks in the middle; that's called regaining one's stance."
"Even running away has to be so fancy, hahaha!" Katahara Metsudo laughed so hard he leaned back and forth, placing his hands back on the armrests, his shrewd gaze turning to the other three fighters and their managers.
"My name is Lihito, and I'm a fighter from Gibu Fudosan!" Lihito said confidently, pointing his thumb at himself.
A beautiful woman in a kimono bowed gently, her nimble, beautiful eyes hidden beneath her smooth black hair flickering slightly as she introduced, "I am Mitani Kana from Jinguji Ramen, and this is our fighter, Hongou."
As she spoke, she placed a hand on the shoulder of a starry-eyed girl.
The starry-eyed girl's pink hair cascaded down one side of her face, and she was incredibly sweet and cute, like a perfect beautiful girl who would only appear in anime.
Hongou, with a pure smile, bowed very girlishly to Katahara Metsudo and said, "I am Hongou, please take good care of me!"
Katahara Metsudo raised an eyebrow, his intuition telling him this girl was not simple.
If he had to describe it, it was like a strongman lifting a stone ten times his size in front of him, ready to drop it at any moment.
Just then, a guard at his side whispered a couple of sentences into Katahara Metsudo's ear.
Katahara Metsudo smiled with understanding and said, "I do remember a new fighting organization called Valkyrie. What, are you here to observe and learn?"
Her intentions exposed, Mitani Kana immediately broke out in a sweat, forcing an awkward smile.
Katahara Metsudo paid her no more mind, instead looking at the last pair.
This pair looked very ordinary; the woman had short blonde hair and wore glasses, with a proper appearance, likely the manager.
The other person, presumably the fighter, was a man with rough skin and a robust physique, looking and acting very mature.
"Oh my, oh my, everyone here is quite the important figure." The short-haired woman covered her mouth and chuckled, introducing herself, "I am Sanse Kin, president of Onitora Corporation."
"Just call me Nikaido, for now," said the man with a somewhat mature appearance.
Katahara Metsudo's beard-stroking motion quickened.
This pair gave him the most dangerous feeling.
It was like a fisherman on a boat suddenly discovering an orca swimming beneath the dark sea.