I Copy Under One Punch

Chapter 101 It's up to you (please subscribe)

In the end, Hameka accepted the win-win proposal.

"Are we going to sign the contract?" As the captain, he has the right to sign the contract.

"Don't worry, I still have a lot of good things to introduce to you, such as this security robot."

Aomori picked up a robot that looked like a trash can, like a salesman, and explained its use to Hameka in detail.

"Its main function is to patrol the streets. The camera on the head can clearly recognize faces, and can easily find wanted criminals. At the same time, it is equipped with energy sensors, which can quickly find out the location of strange people through high-energy reactions. It looks like a trash can. In fact, it can also be used as a trash can at ordinary times, fixed in the streets and alleys, activated when necessary, and monitoring the whereabouts of weird people."

With Hameka's slightly embarrassed expression, Aomori continued: "Compared to ordinary surveillance cameras, it has the characteristics of being able to camouflage, not easy to break, and strong flexibility. The most important point is that it can be equipped with weapons. .”

"Equipped with weapons? You mean..." Hameka said in surprise.

"Yes. When necessary, it can also be converted into a combat robot, buying time for people in crisis to wait for rescue."

"Well, it sounds very good, but you know, the funds for the guards are not enough." Hameka evaded.

"It's okay. In fact, the target users of this robot are not you. I would like to recommend it to the mayor. What do you think?"

A purple light flashed in Aomori's eyes, and the soft voice drifted into Hameka's mind, causing him to nod unconsciously, and said, "I think it's very good, and it is necessary to recommend it to the mayor, but there is no guarantee that it will be successful."

"It doesn't matter, as long as they come to visit, they will definitely be persuaded by me." Aomori smiled slightly.

Afterwards, Hameka looked at several new products, but was not interested in them. After signing an endorsement contract with Aomori, he left Purple Shield.

In the reception room, Aomori closed his eyes exhaustedly.

Beside him, Ms. Fujiwara stared at Aomori without blinking, and said after a while: "Aomori, what are you going to do? Be a hero, set up the Purple Shield Company, and now cooperate with the guards. It's a big game of chess."

"Heh, it's okay to tell you. I want heroes to be legalized, I want heroes to become a legitimate profession that can get five insurances and one gold, and I want to establish a hero association to lead heroes and eradicate all weirdos."

Although the voice is gentle, it is sonorous and powerful.

"Are you serious?" Ms. Fujiwara blurted out. As a celebrity manager, she always felt that heroes and monsters were far away from her. If she hadn't become Aomori's manager, she might have treated her like an urban ghost story.

However, it seems that Aomori can really do these things. Accompanying him to grow from an obscure street guy to the most famous person in the world today, Ms. Fujiwara knows how terrifying this self-disciplined and determined man is.

I really want to stay by his side and see how far he can go.

"Then are you still a big star?" Ms. Fujiwara fiddled with the ends of her hair by her ears, a little nervous.

"Let's make it to the end of the contract period, there must be a beginning and an end." His contract period is more than one year.

"That's it." Ms. Fujiwara felt empty in her heart, forced a smile and said, "Then I wish you success!"

"What are you talking about?" Aomori looked into her eyes and said, "I wish us success, don't you want to see me every day, Ms. Fujiwara?"

"ah?"

"Come and be my exclusive secretary. You shouldn't refuse this kind of thing that girls dream of."

It is indeed a girl's dream to see Aomori every day.

"Well, since you have spoken in person, wouldn't it be a shame if I don't agree?" Ms. Fujiwara turned her head to the side, swayed her body slightly, and said in a low voice.

"Okay, I'll give you ten minutes now. I want all the information about this person." Aomori took out a photo and put it in front of her.

"Ah, oh."

Mr. Da Yuan is having a bad time right now.

After the Martial Arts Conference incident, although Aomori helped to speak up and dispelled many people's malice, but because someone posted the incident on the Internet, which caused a very bad influence, the Martial Arts Association finally dismissed him.

Not only that, when the other party saw the name of Mr. Dayuan Dayuan during the interview, his face immediately changed and he drove him away.

From the promising section chief of the organization department of the Wushu Association to the unemployed person who no one cares about, his life has been full of ups and downs.

"Dad, I want snowflake steak for dinner."

At home, the 5-year-old son acted like a baby to Mr. Da Yuan.

"Ah, no, my father lost his job, and our family can't afford such things."

"No, no, I want it!"

"Hey, let me make you a shark's fin seafood stew, didn't you like it last time?" Mr. Da Yuan persuaded patiently.

"Oh, that's fine too."

Seeing his son's aggrieved expression, Mr. Da Yuan felt as if he had been hacked into pieces, 'I am really useless, as a father, I can't even satisfy my son's small demands. '

While regretting, the phone rang.

"Hi, hello, this is Da Yuan's house."

"Yes, I am."

Listening and listening, Mr. Da Yuan's expression gradually became serious: "Yes! No problem, I will be there, definitely will be there!"

After hanging up the phone, Mr. Da Yuan put on the most handsome suit as fast as he could in his life, and rushed out of the door.

The youngest son was stunned: "Dad, what's my dinner?!"

"Yes." The door was reopened, and Mr. Da Yuan turned around and added, "You can order a takeaway first tonight, Dad loves you!"

After speaking, he left in a hurry, leaving behind his crying little son.

Driving the car, Mr. Dayuan showed his real skills and flew all the way, and it took only 10 minutes to reach the destination.

"Purple Shield Company, it's right here."

Before getting out of the car, Mr. Da Yuan used hairspray to cut his hair, repaired his appearance, and opened the car door after making sure that there was no problem, and walked into the low-key and luxurious company in front of him.

After going in and reporting his name, someone led him to a reception room, where Mr. Da Yuan saw a super handsome guy and an ordinary beauty.

"Mr. Aomori, Ms. Fujiwara, good afternoon, I am Dayuan." Mr. Dayuan showed a reserved and polite smile.

Mr. Dayuan looks ordinary, and his figure is slightly fat, but the big back made Aomori take a second look.

"Mr. Dayuan, please sit down. To be honest, I take the liberty to invite you here because I want you to join my newly formed association. You have sufficient experience, and your operations at the martial arts conference have fully demonstrated your quick thinking. Talents needed." Sitting at the other end of the long table, Aomori said straight to the point.

"Thank you for the compliment, they are all clever and clever, not worth mentioning. I don't know about the salary?"

"In terms of salary and treatment during the internship period, let's compare it with your previous job, and double it after becoming a full-time employee..."

"No need to say any more, I agree!" Mr. Da Yuan said firmly.

"Don't ask what you need to do?"

"No need! I can do anything, as long as it makes me follow your side!"

Ms. Fujiwara, who was sitting by the side, maintained a smile, but the smile was a little stiff.

"Oh, then come to work tomorrow."

"yes!"

Aomori closed his eyes, and Ms. Fujiwara tactfully left to see Mr. Omoto.

After more than half a year of development, the reputation, funds, contacts, and team are all complete.

Everything is ready, there is only one opportunity left.

"Opportunity." A picture flashed in Aomori's mind.

That is the origin of everything.

(This volume is over.)

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