Chapter 1146: Chapter 97: Are You Here to Take Everything for Yourself?

Maeda Chuoichi came to the Liusheng Dojo with a simple purpose.

Like Yan Yu’an, he hoped that after the Sea Monk’s death, the renowned industry figure, Miss Yagyu, would step forward to take charge, reorganize the chaotic market situation, and solve the living problems of female coworkers.

However, Maeda Chuoichi suggested maintaining the status quo by having the Liusheng Dojo and Maeda Corporation foster another puppet like the Sea Monk to do the work upfront, and then both parties would share the profits behind the scenes.

The grand picture painted was dazzling, and all the terms sounded sincere.

Yagyu Junko put down the teacup, nodded with a smile, and said, “President Maeda, I indeed feel your sincerity. But I have a few minor doubts here; I wonder if you could clarify them for me.”

Maeda Chuoichi generously raised his hand and said, “Miss Yagyu, feel free to speak.”

“The first issue is, not just me but many others want to know, how did the Sea Monk actually die? Which Immortal did he offend? Who killed him? A Great Demon capable of Transformation died so mysteriously, without a clear explanation until now, it’s genuinely unsettling.”

Maeda Chuoichi fell silent for a moment and said softly, “Regarding this matter, I am also deeply puzzled, but at least it can be confirmed that it’s a private feud unrelated to his business dealings. After the Sea Monk’s death, his business wasn’t affected or encroached by any factions.”

“Actually, everyone hasn’t reacted yet. For example, you, President Maeda, are here to discuss this matter with me? Do you have any evidence to prove that this is genuinely a private feud and not an attempt to coax me into taking over the mess as a scapegoat?”

Maeda Chuoichi’s expression was awkward, firstly because he did not expect Yagyu Junko to be so smart and see through his intentions, and secondly because he did not expect her to speak so bluntly.

Where have our traditional Fusang people’s elegant, indirect expressions and virtues gone?

Was it necessary to make the atmosphere so tense?

“The Liusheng Dojo has deep connections locally; surely there are channels to understand the situation, right?”

There are indeed channels. Just last night, I was playing mahjong the whole night.

Yagyu Junko smiled slightly, didn’t respond to his question, and continued, “The second issue, besides money, what other benefits does the takeover of the Sea Monk’s business offer to the Yagyu Family?”

“What do you mean besides money? Previously, the Liusheng Dojo and the Sea Monk often had competitive frictions. Now there’s an opportunity to grasp the entire market firmly; Miss Yagyu, what is there to hesitate about?”

“From your perspective, maybe that’s true. But the Yagyu Family has females being the sole lineage for three generations, just maintaining our industry without decline is already exhausting. In other words, I lack the energy and ambition. Even if I earn more money, how’s the incense offering going to continue in my daughter’s generation? Who will spend all this wealth?”

Actually, I have an incompetent grandson…

Though Maeda Chuoichi really wanted to say this, now is genuinely not the time to talk about such things. The Yagyu Family establishes itself on Sword Dao, and marrying into the family requires genuine skill.

This can be probed after a cooperation agreement is reached.

Maeda Chuoichi didn’t answer this question immediately mainly because he hadn’t prepared for it beforehand.

Yagyu Junko chuckled and continued to ask, “And the third point, President Maeda, have you considered what the Ming Country’s official stance is on this business? We’re making a living on their territory; shouldn’t we care about their opinions?”

“This is precisely why I came specially here.”

Maeda Chuoichi immediately said, “I know Miss Yagyu has connections in high official circles, so I’d like to ask you to help probe the sentiments from above. Others might not be able to handle this business, but you’re different, Miss Yagyu. If you have this idea, I estimate…”

“You estimate?”

Yagyu Junko asked puzzled, “Suppose I have such capability and strong will, then why collaborate with you? What value do you actually provide?”

Maeda Chuoichi’s face froze and slowly turned crimson like liver.

This woman talks without any mercy.

“There’s an old saying in the Ming Country: one single tree cannot become a forest. As a woman, Miss Yagyu, it’s not suitable for you to personally handle everything; there will be times when our Maeda Corporation needs to assist.”

“Why don’t I find someone local to cooperate with then?”

“To the locals, Miss Yagyu is ultimately an outsider, which inevitably breeds barriers in their hearts.”

“I have no prior dealings with your people, won’t there be barriers?”

“Barriers can be dissolved.”

“How so?”

“Miss Yagyu is still unmarried, and it happens that I have a son who has come of age and is yet to marry. If you are willing to marry into the Maeda Family, it would be an honor for us.”

Maeda Chuoichi still couldn’t help but voice his inner thoughts.

Yagyu Junko looked at him as if observing a fool.

So, you offer nothing and expect to bring the entire Yagyu Family and its wealth under one roof?

If Wang Yunxiao were here, he would certainly sarcastically remark, that’s a game reserved for top-tier players only.

Of course, if he were genuinely here, Maeda Chuoichi would already be dead.

Dead people don’t need to worry about so many issues.

Yagyu Junko is a businesswoman, and she knows this is a business tactic where exorbitant demands are made and then negotiated down.

Maeda Chuoichi has already said what he wants, waiting for Yagyu Junko to counter-offer.

Proper business should be discussed this way, not like some maniac suggesting, you marry my son but must bring a 245% dowry, transfer all Yagyu Family properties to Maeda Family, and my son marrying you doesn’t mean he won’t take concubines. If he sleeps with other women and you dare to intervene, you’ll be reported for engaging in shady businesses in the past and imprisoned.

Even the most traditionally pure-blooded Fusang people wouldn’t dare make such demands.

Right now, in the mahjong room diagonally across the hall, Wang Yunxiao and his group were listening in on the conversation while playing mahjong.

“Sincere, but lacking true intention.”

Yan Yu’an concluded.

“Achieving results would be great, but failing is irrelevant, this Maeda Chuoichi seems to be a probe from the National Salvation Warriors Association; the real person he wants to seek out is me.”

“So… where’s the expert?”

Han Bin impatiently threw out a four of bamboo, “What’s the point of calling me for this chicken-game? Are we really gonna play mahjong for three days straight?”

“If you’re thinking of Eldest Miss Cheng, you can leave first.”

“Nonsense! Why would I miss her?”