Lin Chen slowly walked to his seat, looking at Tatsuo Nakamura's face and hands covered in blood, flipping through the docunts in his hands: "Tatsuo Nakamura, isn't it? You should be in charge of the casino operations for the syndicate. Now, seventy percent of the casinos in Shinjuku are under your control. But how much of the share do you hand over to the syndicate every year? It's been decreasing annually. Do you think President Yamamoto is a fool? The reason he hasn't made an issue of it is mainly because you're an elder, and therefore, he has been lenient with you. Yet, what have you done? You've made fake accounts to deceive the boss."
Tatsuo Nakamura clutched his blood-dripping hand, his face pale, sweat drops as big as beans splattering down. Enduring the pain, he trembled and said, "These accounts are real. The gambling industry isn't doing well now, and the police investigation is strict, the business really isn't good."
"Business isn't good? Yet you've expanded aggressively. Last year, your casino's share was only fifty percent in Shinjuku, but this year you acquired five gambling cities, increasing the share to seventy percent. You say it's not profitable, who are you trying to fool?" Lin Chen tossed a thick stack of docunts over to Tatsuo Nakamura.
Seeing that stack of docunts, Tatsuo Nakamura's face turned ashen. In fact, he had two sets of accounts: one fake one for the syndicate and the other real one. And Lin Chen tossed him the real accounts.
"How is this possible? All my accounts are managed by my closest people, there shouldn't be any problem. How did Lin Chen get hold of the real accounts?"
Looking at the accounts in hand, Tatsuo Nakamura instantly started to tremble slightly, sweat almost soaking through his back.
At this mont, looking at the young man in front of him, he felt a shiver down his spine. Who exactly is this guy, and how did he manage to get his accounts?
Actually, for Lin Chen, getting the accounts was extrely simple. With Little Handso, the super hacker master, getting hold of his accounts was a piece of cake.
Seeing Tatsuo Nakamura's expression, the others felt uneasy, puzzled as to what Lin Chen had shown Tatsuo Nakamura that made him look so grim.
Lin Chen clapped the docunts in his hands, "Don't think we know nothing. I'm fully aware of what you've been up to."
Saying that, Lin Chen's gaze swept across the other five people.
His gaze was like ice, making a few of them feel as though they had fallen into an ice cave. Those five, faced with Lin Chen's sharp gaze, could not help but lower their heads, and soone took the lead to stand up.
Seeing that the deterrent effect had been achieved, Lin Chen finally nodded with satisfaction. He was just about to speak when the conference room door was suddenly pushed open.
A burly middle-aged man, with a cigar in his mouth, stomped his way in proudly.
Seeing the person walking in, a flash of light flickered in the eyes of the other six.
The person coming in was Kimura Onimaru, the big shot in charge of Yamamoto Company's nightclub business.
After entering, Kimura Onimaru saw the big shots standing and trembling all over, and he was stunned.
His gaze suddenly landed on Ye Zi and Lin Chen, and he couldn't help but frown. Seeing the situation before him, it seed these big shots were all intimidated.
What ability does this kid have to make the ordinarily arrogant big shots so frightened?
Kimura Onimaru did not arrive on ti deliberately, trying to convey to Ye Zi and Lin Chen that in his eyes, they were nothing.
But the situation before him was completely unexpected.
Kimura Onimaru was initially dazed, but soon recovered, grinning wide at everyone, "Ladies and gentlen, aren't you tired? Why standing, do sit down!"
Saying this, he walked straight to his position and sat down, never once glancing at Lin Chen.
Looking at the arrogant Kimura Onimaru, everyone's gaze turned complex, their eyes carrying a touch of sardonic expression.
Everyone knew Kimura Onimaru was a veteran in Yamamoto Company. Even Yamamoto respected him as a brother, treating him deferentially. They were eager to see how Lin Chen would deal with this hot potato.
Tatsuo Nakamura had just uttered a single sentence and ended up in such a dire state. Kimura Onimaru acting as if Lin Chen were air, likely would end up worse, right?
Lin Chen glanced at Kimura Onimaru without speaking, instead gesturing to the others to sit down.
At this mont, the others returned to their seats in alarm.
Kimura Onimaru witnessed this scene, his eyes slightly narrowed. The developnt of events had now completely deviated from his expectations.
He didn't understand what phenonon had struck these normally arrogant guys today, that they were so respectful towards this young boy and girl.
After a mont of silence, Lin Chen finally spoke, glancing at his watch, and coldly addressed Ling Zi, "I asked you to notify Mr. Kimura for the eting at nine o'clock, did you notify him?"
"Last night had too much fun with so chicks, woke up only at this hour, still feeling weak." Kimura Onimaru said, stretching lazily.
"Are you guys done with this eting? Those chicks are still waiting for
to dominate again, once done go about your business." Kimura Onimaru said arrogantly, never once properly looking at Lin Chen and Ye Zi.
Lin Chen's mouth curved into a cold smile and said, "Don't be in such a hurry to leave, Mr. Kimura, we haven't quite gotten acquainted yet."
Kimura Onimaru glanced at Lin Chen, with a hint of disdain, "Where did this little brat co from?"
Lin Chen smiled slightly, "My surna is Lin, and I am Lin Chen."
"You're a Chinese?" Kimura Onimaru said with a sudden sinister smile.
"Indeed!" Lin Chen's face continued to carry a smile.
"Ah, I've always lanted my misfortune of being born late, missing out on the war against China back then. My dad told , Chinese girls are really delicate!" Kimura Onimaru's face wore a lewd expression.
"So, your father must have done a lot of those beastly things back then." Lin Chen's face turned cold.
"Tch, let
tell you, my old man despises you Chinese pigs the most. In Yamamoto Company we don't let a lowly Chinese like you run things. Even when Yamamoto was around, he didn't dare point fingers at , what do you think you are?"
"Mr. Kimura, don't go overboard, Mr. Lin Chen is appointed by my father as the vice president of Yamamoto Company." Ye Zi hurriedly said seeing Kimura's words becoming more excessive.
Kimura Onimaru snorted coldly, "Hmph, vice president, by what right? Let
tell you, kid, don't think just because you got Yamamoto's trust, you can strut here. We are sitting here to give face to the boss, not to you two brats. If you're sensible, we will consider Yamamoto's face and sit here. If you think you're sothing as president or vice president and put on airs, don't bla us for showing no rcy."
Lin Chen listened to Kimura Onimaru's words, suddenly started laughing, "Not bad, no wonder they say Kimura Onimaru is Yamamoto Company's top fighter. Sure you have the guts and might, but lack brains."
He said as he tossed a pile of docunts in front of Kimura Onimaru, "Could you explain this to ?"
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