[The Girls' School Teacher] (Episode 24, Chapter 3)

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Chapter Three: The Company's Victory

Wednesday morning, seven o'clock, two hours before the cabinet departments began their workday.

The Prime Minister's Official Residence was already filled with dozens of

bigwigs from Japan's retail and department store industry, including Masatoshi Ito and Yuri.

They had been invited from all over Japan, and everyone knew why.

However, none of them cared if the cabinet government knew their intentions. Things had come to this point; they either faced

being squeezed out by Walmart or being reborn with government support—there was no third way.

Except for a very few countries,

the leaders of most countries in the world, especially economic and military powers, are products of factional and economic struggles. They don't have absolute authority, and naturally, they

can't adopt a tough stance.

Especially in Western countries and Japan, these presidents or prime ministers don't represent

the interests ; many of them are people they can't afford to offend.

Sure enough, a short while later, Yoshiro Mori arrived with a large group of high-ranking officials from the Liberal Democratic Party. Looking at their exhausted

appearance, it was easy to tell that they must have been discussing things all night.

"Gentlemen, aren't you going a bit too far?"

After sitting down, Yoshiro Mori questioned in a deep voice, "Even nations have their own difficulties. If everyone acted like

you , what would become of government tax revenue? Where would our citizens' security come from? What would

become of Japan?"

He was already a large, burly man, quite uncouth, and holding a high position, so his anger naturally carried an air

of authority. Many people, upon meeting his gaze, immediately yielded, either turning away or lowering their heads.

But among these timid company presidents, Masatoshi Ito was definitely not included.

Masatoshi Ito, a seasoned veteran, wasn't easily intimidated by a single sentence. He smiled faintly, "Prime

Minister, if there were any other way, we wouldn't be doing this. The situation is what it is now. If

you don't give us support, the employment and survival pressures on tens of millions of people, and the potential consequences,

will be beyond our control."

"Are you threatening us?"

Minister of Education, Culture, Sports, Science and Technology, Nobuyuki Inamoto, muttered, extremely displeased. For no reason, his

territory was surrounded by farmers and artisans. If this wasn't resolved, he wouldn't even be able to go to work, and as

Minister of Education, Culture, Sports, Science and Technology, he would surely be ridiculed.

"What right do you have to speak to me?"

Ito glared at him, his voice laced with disdain.

"What?"

Inamoto roared in anger. Damn it, I'm the Minister of State! Who are you, taking advantage of your seniority?

"I've been working for Japan's revival since the 1950s. Even your father, Inamoto Masakazu, respectfully calls

me Mr. Ito. When I'm speaking with the Prime Minister, who gave you the right to interrupt?"

Ito Masatoshi said coldly, staring at him.

Inamoto Shu's arrogance was instantly crushed.

In postwar Japan, businessmen held a higher status than officials, and Ito Masatoshi's position and seniority

certainly surpassed Inamoto Shu's. Even though Inamoto Shu was over forty, aside from his

position as Minister of Education, Culture, Sports, Science and Technology, he should address Ito Masatoshi as "uncle."

Seeing his subordinate being rebuffed, Mori Yoshiro's expression changed, but he dared not utter a harsh word.

He had already discerned Ito Masatoshi's attitude, or rather, the attitude of the department store and retail companies—it

was absolutely unyielding.

In contrast to them, the company presidents, listening to Masatoshi Ito's tough stance, felt an overwhelming sense of satisfaction, like eating

ice cream : "Mr. Ito is indeed Mr. Ito! Look at his spirit, no wonder he's

the leader of Japan's retail industry!"

"Today, we are here at the invitation of Your Excellency the Prime Minister to negotiate a solution,"

Masatoshi Ito continued. "If we can't resolve this, then I'm sorry, but starting today, all department stores and supermarkets under

Ito -Yokado will be closed indefinitely. You can also put me in

jail."

"Sogo thinks so too,"

Yuri responded immediately without hesitation.

"Seibu Department Store stands with you both."

"Yaohan does the same!"

"..."

For a moment, the once quiet council chamber was filled with the voices of the company presidents, causing all the officials, including Yoshiro Mori

, to break out in a cold sweat.

Compared to the enormous impact of the nationwide closure of supermarkets and department stores, the sit-in protests of farmers and artisans

were nothing.

But no one doubted that if they were allowed to leave the Prime Minister's residence, what they

said would become reality.

"These businessmen, they're really obsessed with money!" the officials muttered to themselves.

"Ahem... Uncle Ito."

A handsome man in his thirties spoke up with a smile, "Please don't be angry, have some tea.

We're here today to help you resolve your predicaments. You should trust us. We're all

Japanese, how could we possibly help Americans?"

"Well, Hakuko, it's not that I'm forcing you, we really have no choice! Walmart is just too despicable

, it's completely trying to drag Japanese agriculture and handicrafts into the abyss. Although these industries aren't the main lifeline of

Japan , tens of millions of people depend on them for their livelihood, how can we just ignore it?"

Ito Masatoshi looked at him as he spoke, his tone softening, and picked up his teacup, slowly taking a sip.

Few people could win over Masatoshi Ito, but this handsome man was one of them. His name was Hiroko

Morita, and his father was the renowned Akio Morita. Ito addressed Akio Morita as an elder

brother , and Morita's sons always treated him with respect. Therefore, when Hiroko Morita spoke, Ito

was happy to oblige.

Yoshiro Mori, standing nearby, wasn't stupid. He thought to himself, "What's all this talk about the survival of tens of millions of people? Isn't it

all for your company?" However, things had come to this point, and he couldn't afford to remain silent

. Providing a solution was the most urgent task.

Now that we understand the department store retail industry won't decline, it's the government that should be forced to.

"Please rest here for a bit, everyone. We need to have a small meeting and hopefully get results as soon as possible

."

With that thought, Mori Yoshiro stood up, looked around, and without turning back, led his group of

subordinates to another meeting room.

"Mr. Ito, weren't we being too forceful?"

Yuri, sitting next to Ito Masatoshi, asked softly.

"Heh, we have to be forceful,"

Ito Masatoshi chuckled, lowering his voice as well. "Don't worry, we'll definitely achieve our goal."

*** *** *** ***

"Toshio…we succeeded…"

I received Yuri's call at 8:30 AM. Having already arrived at the hospital for work, I saw the scene

on : farmers and artisans leaving in an orderly fashion.

An urgent news report stated that the government had agreed to the public's request to reduce agricultural and handicraft

taxes by fifty percent, providing not only technical support but also requiring department stores and supermarkets to purchase

a certain percentage of domestically produced goods.

The last sentence, of course, was a cover for the cabinet's concessions to the retail and department store industry.

Yuri excitedly told me that Yoshiro Mori had agreed to propose a bill in the Diet to reduce the retail and department store industry's

tax burden by 20%.

The Diet's passage of the proposal was a foregone conclusion; these members of parliament, more or less, were connected to the major

conglomerates , and they remained united in the face of foreign invasion, unwilling to do anything that would offend anyone.

Don't underestimate a 20% tax reduction. It's well known that countries with good welfare systems have

particularly high taxes, and Japan is no exception. Ordinary employees' personal taxes reach 20%

to 40% of their salaries, and the tax rates for large corporations are even more frighteningly high due to their sheer size.

Now, with a 20% tax reduction, department stores and supermarkets can

increase their profits slightly more than before, even after raising their purchase prices by 10% and lowering their selling prices by 30%.

The price difference between Walmart and major Japanese department stores and supermarkets, in total, is roughly half price.

Now the price difference has narrowed to about 20%. Considering the trust in domestic products, a 20% price difference isn't significant

; it's enough to attract back more than 60% of customers.

What pleased Lily even more than the tax reduction was that, through this negotiation, while everyone benefited

, their hostility towards SOGO was greatly reduced. After all, Walmart was their biggest enemy.

No longer worried about being secretly criticized by these company presidents, Lily breathed a huge sigh of relief—who

wants to live under constant pressure and blame?

Hearing the beautiful young woman's happy voice, I felt a sense of comfort.

My !

As long as the woman I love is happy, my hard work is worthwhile.

*** *** *** ***

Time flew by. Between the hospital and school, Friday arrived before I knew it.

"Junxiong..."

Having finished class, I was organizing materials for the next class in my office. Just as

I stepped out of the faculty building, a slender figure appeared before me.

The girl's voice was clear and pleasant, just like her—elegant like a solitary orchid in a secluded valley, yet also possessing a certain aloofness

that kept people .

"It's Butterfly Dance."

I smiled. "Why aren't you home yet?"

"I'm waiting for you."

Butterfly Dance smiled sweetly and said politely, "Junxiong, Dad's car is waiting outside. Let's go together

." "So early?" I checked the time. It was only a little before 5 PM, four hours

before the jade auction started . 　　I had already told my beautiful wives about attending the jade auction tonight. The girls naturally pleaded and refused. They originally wanted to go with me, but after much persuasion, they finally agreed to wait for me at home. 　　However, I had already planned that since it started at 9 PM, I would at least make a sumptuous as compensation, and we could also spend some time together. 　　But if we went to the Imperial Hotel now, there wouldn't be time to make dinner, and I could already imagine their pitiful expressions. 　　"Do you have anything else to do?" 　　Butterfly Dance said sweetly, "Then I'll wait for you. Just pretend I don't exist." 　　I was taken aback. Given Butterfly Dance's personality, when had she ever been so clingy? 　　Since it wasn't her true nature, it could only be that Nobuyuki Tendo wanted her to come with me sooner. 　　Shrugging, I could only give in: "Let's go, to the Imperial Hotel." 　　"Wow, Toshio, you're being naughty!" 　　The elegant young woman's face lit up with a mischievous glint. "Are you going on a date with your girlfriend? Otherwise, why didn't you let me come along?" 　　I smiled but didn't reply, thinking, "If you saw my six little beauties, you'd be terrified ." Nobuyuki Tendo had sent his own car, a limited-edition extended limousine, grand yet understated . 　　Butterfly pulled me into the back seat. The first thing I noticed was the steel plate separating the driver's compartment. With that, the back seat became a separate space, with two large sofas, a small table, and a car refrigerator. 　　The elegant young woman poured me a glass of orange juice and then drank some plain water herself. 　　The girl wasn't dieting; to have more energy for dancing practice, Butterfly Dance would order "large " set meals for every meal. However, her dancing was very physically demanding, which is why her figure remained so graceful. 　　She liked to drink plain water simply because she thought it tasted the best. As soon as 　　I got in the car, I sent a text message to my beautiful little wives, and they replied almost immediately. 　　"Junxiong... if you eat Butterfly Dance, I can forgive you!" 　　Of all the messages, the green one was the most quirky. Could it be that the beautiful girls were joking about "fifteen..."

The plan of "all my classmates marrying Toshio together" is underway?

Seeing my wry smile as I read the text message, Butterfly couldn't help but chuckle. "Toshio... Miss Suzuki wouldn't be so

stingy, would she? Or... should we pick her up and go together?"

"No need."

I closed my phone and stretched. "Butterfly, do you know what we're going to do?"

"Um, gambling on jade."

Butterfly answered simply.

"Since Mr. Tendo calls it a 'public auction,' is the scale of this jade gambling event very large?"

"It should be very large."

The elegant beauty rested her rosy cheek on one hand and played with her water glass in the other. "Our Hokkaido

merchants have joined forces to import jade directly from several places in Myanmar, including Hpakant, Damukan, and Hpakant

. There are more than 800 pieces of jade of various sizes. According to my father, including the transportation costs, the total cost is 25 billion yen."

I was shocked. Excluding the transportation costs, each piece of jade averaged about 25 million yen, which is about

200,000 US dollars. It's really too expensive.

But then I thought about it again. Since they all came from the top ten old mines in Myanmar, such as Hpakant, Damukan, and Hpakant, the quality of the rough stones mined from

here is much more guaranteed than those from other mines. If you add in some semi

-rough stones, the high price is understandable.

More than eight hundred rough stones are not many at a public auction, and are even a bit few. However, the Hokkaido merchants chose

only top-quality rough stones from old mines, the so-called finest rough stones, which can make up for the lack of quantity with quality

.

"But why would the Hokkaido merchants spend so much to hold such a large-scale rough stone public

auction in Japan?"

I immediately asked the beautiful student this question.

"I don't know either." Butterfly pursed her lips, clearly uninterested. "But Sakura might

know , you can ask her later."

"Is Sakura going too?"

"Well... this was started by my dad and her dad, so naturally she'll be going too." The elegant

beauty smiled. "She's more into things than I am, so she went to get ready early after class

. She said she wanted to come with us, but her dad was urging her, so she's not happy."

I looked at her. The little beauty wasn't dressed up much, and her clothes were quite ordinary, but even in that ordinary

attire, her ethereal beauty was still striking and captivating.

I thought for a moment and decided not to praise her, lest the little beauty think I was a pervert.

"Who did you invite? I bet all the wealthy people in Japan will be there?"

I changed the subject.

"Yes, almost everyone will come. Everyone's very interested in jade,"

Butterfly Dance smiled. "However, the Imperial Hotel's space isn't large, and everyone here is a person of status, so we'll be

divided into several groups. There won't be too many people at once; too many people would be like going to the supermarket to buy groceries."

I nodded in agreement. When

gambling noisy, even the best appraiser is more likely to make a mistake.

Butterfly Dance wasn't finished. The so-called division into several groups was definitely based on wealth and status,

allowing people to choose their jade purchases in order of priority. The wealthy and powerful would naturally have

priority , while those with less purchasing power would be placed later.

However, the success of jade gambling has little to do with the order of purchase. Luck and skill

each account half, and you could even say that luck is often more important than skill.

"Junxiong, look!"

The girl seemed to remember something, lifting her jade-like foot and placing it on the sofa beside her. She gently tugged at

her trouser leg, revealing a string of nearly transparent jade beads strung on silk thread, tightly encircling her ankle, making

her already fair and smooth legs even more exquisite.

"Clear water jadeite, excellent quality,"

I recognized it at a glance.

"Hehe, after Dad bought it, he specially asked Master Faku to consecrate it before I wore it,"

Diewu said happily. Although she wasn't vain, after the near-accident, Tiantong Xinyou

quickly got a string of jade beads for his daughter to ensure her safety. Regardless of the value of clear water jadeite, Diewu

was most happy about her father's protection.

Tiantong Xinyou was also willing to spend money; the value of clear water jadeite had increased rapidly in recent years.

Although it couldn't compare to traditional emerald green jadeite, this string was still worth at least two million US dollars.

It wasn't that Tendo Shin'yō was stingy and unwilling to buy the most precious emerald green jade; rather, his daughter had

a cool and aloof personality, and Chōwu's character was like a solitary orchid in a secluded valley. This clear, colorless, and transparent jade was the perfect match for her, so he

bought the clear, watery variety.

"Sakura also has one, but it's fiery red,"

Chōwu added, putting her jade feet down.

"Speaking of which, your personalities are quite different. Your relationship must have improved by now, right?"

I nodded and smiled. Sakura's personality was forthright and generous, and fiery red suited her very well.

"Our relationship has always been good, and I even know she likes..."

Chōwu's soft voice suddenly stopped, and when she looked at me again, her face was full of shyness and nervousness.

"What? You want me to pretend I didn't hear you?"

I looked back at her and said, "So what if Sakura has a boy she likes? What's the big deal?"

"Hehe..."

Even though Butterfly Dance was naturally aloof, she couldn't help but lightly pat her chest. "I knew you were

n't ."

"Open-minded as you are, you still have to tell Sakura not to cause any trouble, otherwise Principal Tamaki and

the school will definitely not forgive her."

As I said this, I couldn't help but blush. I've already taken the virginity of six beautiful young girls

. If the principal and Tamaki Maki found out, they'd probably fight me to the death.

"No, don't worry."

The elegant little beauty said lightly, "The man Sakura likes isn't in Japan, and right now it's just

unrequited love."

"Not Japanese?"

I was a little puzzled. "How did they meet?"

"Hehe, you don't know him? I did meet him once. He's an ordinary-looking American

who . After completing his mission, he went back to America."

"Si? Isn't that talking about me?" While surprised, I couldn't help but feel a little delighted. I initially

thought Sakura had a crush on me, but I didn't expect her to like my identity.

A cheerful and bright girl like her is usually very outgoing and can get along well with boys, but when she

truly falls for someone, she's absolutely devoted and will show her charming and

lovely side to the person she likes.

Thinking about this, I really wanted to see what kind of wonderful scene would unfold when we met again

.

The car didn't travel fast, and we didn't arrive at the Imperial Hotel until almost six o'clock.

Butterfly and I went to the banquet hall on the second floor, where Nobuyuki Tendo and Shumi Tendo, who had received the news, were already waiting at

the door to greet us.

Today, Nobuyuki Tendo was dressed in a formal tuxedo, and Shumi Tendo was also wearing a specially tailored dress;

they looked very well-matched. In comparison, Mai Chomai wore a shirt, a white sweater, and light blue casual pants, looking fresh

and simple.

I, on the other hand, was in a better outfit, wearing my class suit. This suit was handmade by Armani,

unique in both material and cut, and exuded elegance and sophistication.

When Shumi Tendo looked at us, her eyes lit up. With a woman's self-awareness, she almost blurted out, "What

a perfect couple!"

But fortunately, she restrained herself, knowing that this was between her daughter and her daughter's teacher and shouldn't be said that, so she held

back. However, having had this sudden realization, after greeting us, she began to scrutinize

me carefully.

The way she usually looked at me with the same attitude she would a teacher, and the way she looked at me now with the same eyes she would use to look at a man, carried

different meanings and perspectives. So, Tendo Shumei immediately noticed my handsome appearance and refined demeanor.

Moreover, I didn't seem to be twenty-six years old, but rather a young man of twenty-two or twenty-three.

"Isn't it a bit dangerous to have such an outstanding man by my daughter's side?" Suddenly, this question flashed through the beautiful woman's

mind .

After sitting down at the table, seeing her usually aloof daughter chatting and laughing with me, the beautiful

mother became even more wary: "We want Teacher Liu to take care of Diewu, but what if he and Diewu

develop feelings for each other... Hmm, I'll have to talk to my husband about it later."

During the rest period after the meal, Tendo Shumei pulled Tendo Xinyou aside and shared her concerns with him

.

"Haha, you!" Nobuyuki Tendo playfully pinched his wife's nose. "Don't you know? Mr. Liu

has a girlfriend!"

He glanced around and, noticing his daughter talking to her teacher by the window, lowered his voice.

"And Mr. Liu has more than one girlfriend. The beautiful director of Suzuki Private Hospital is one,

the beautiful boss of the Iwashita Group who came to Hokkaido to help last time is another, the third is

Ito Maka, who inherited the Ito family's wealth, and there's another one..."

At this point, Nobuyuki Tendo lowered his voice again: "Rumor has it it's Miss Yuri."

"Miss Yuri?"

"Silly wife, the one who married into the Fujiki family."

"Ah, it's her?" Shumi Tendo covered her mouth, her face filled with shock.

After a long while said, "This... how is this possible? She and Maka are sisters!"

"What's impossible about it? In Japan, aren't there plenty of men who can marry their own sisters?"

"But... besides that, she's also the widow of the Fujiki family."

"Tch!"

Nobuyuki Tendo scoffed. "Fujiki Takashi has been dead for years. Doesn't she have

the freedom to date again? It's not like she's cheating on her husband, who can stop her? Even if the Fujiki family is unhappy, with her

grandmother around, who dares to say a word?"

"That's true."

Shumi Tendo considered herself a beauty, but no matter how proud she was, she wouldn't think she was prettier than Yuri,

and Yuri's temperament was unmatched.

"With so many beautiful girlfriends, why would he be interested in our innocent daughter?"

Nobuyuki Tendo laughed. "Besides, you forgot one thing: Choma will graduate from Sakura

Academy . Without them spending every day together, any feelings will fade."

"Hehe... Honey, you're so insightful!"

Shumi Tendo suddenly understood, smiling sweetly at her husband.

Nobuyuki Tendo's heart fluttered. Although his wife was over thirty, she was still a stunning

beauty !

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