A person's butt is often much more honest than his head.

The staff present looked at Nagano Nao with some curiosity. Although they were a little curious that he could enter the planning department as an intern, many of them came here after graduation and did not realize that there was anything wrong.

Compared to this curiosity, everyone is more curious about the scar on Nagano Nao's face.

It goes straight from the philtrum to the face, a full seven or eight centimeters long, a bright red line with a black line, looking as hideous as a centipede.

But the strange thing is that such an ugly wound that obviously affects the appearance does not look disgusting. Instead, it gives people a feeling of manliness and bravery.

Several girls had inquiring eyes.

Such a deep scar must have been caused by a serious injury that was life-threatening!

Fortunately, he didn't die! Otherwise, the world would have lost a handsome guy.

Strangely enough, young people always focus on appearance.

But for the old guys who have become section chiefs, it feels like a tiger cub has appeared in a wolf pack, and there is a faint sense of crisis.

For a long time, promotion in the workplace has often not been based on ability. Compared to these, background and qualifications are the most important.

Positions like section chief, which are the head of a department, are always filled to the hilt. If a big boss's illegitimate son or someone with connections were to be parachuted in to be the section chief, someone would definitely be in trouble.

As for who is unlucky, it could be anyone.

After all, not everyone is from the Usa and Sato families. Everyone relies on their age to outlast others and get to the top, and their strength is about the same.

If a section chief position is really needed, I might be the one who is unlucky.

With this thought in mind, the section chiefs present quickly exchanged glances, understood each other and formed a united front.

In this case, we must unite to deal with the paratroopers at this time. As for the competition for minister, it will not be too late to compete with each other after driving away the paratroopers.

Next.

Under the chairmanship of Yuan Guangrong, this week's regular meeting started as usual.

The planning department!

That's all there is to work.

New project development, management and docking of new business specific customers and business partners, project management and promotion, regular reporting of project progress, and planning of the framework of new projects.

As usual, the section chiefs present reported on the progress of the projects they were responsible for and waited for Yuan Guangrong's instructions.

Nagano Nao listened calmly, but was secretly shocked in his heart.

He knew that Nippon Life Insurance was wealthy and that the scale of its investment must be huge, but knowing is one thing, and hearing it with one's own ears and becoming a part of it are two different concepts.

Just like, even though I used to earn five or six thousand a month, that didn’t stop me from mocking those poor bastards who earned a million a year.

When talking about a certain company investing tens of millions, people would sneer at it and say it is a lousy company without any psychological burden.

As for where the sense of superiority came from, Nagano Nao didn't know either.

Now?

Apart from thinking MMP, I am the only one who is rough.

The employees present mentioned the expected profits and losses of investments of hundreds of millions or even billions of yen. When talking about these figures, they looked calm and seemed to be accustomed to them.

The number the section chief said was fucking exaggerated.

For interest-bearing bonds, the next expected scale is 100 billion yen, and the new pension renewal payment plan target is 300 billion yen. The new round of securities investment will plan funds of 500 billion to select different targets.

For a moment, Nagano Nao was at a loss as to how much money it would actually be.

Just a feeling! It seems that the little section chief that I thought of seems to have a lot of power! The pressure is huge! Nagano Nao had imagined that he could do whatever he wanted with billions of funds and invest in anything to make it soar, but now when he thought about what it would be like to control billions of funds, he suddenly felt guilty and a little weak.

Oh shit!

As a cheater, how can I embarrass a time traveler?

I am destined to become the strongest dragon in the book, the most powerful tiger in the world! He kept hypnotizing himself.

Rest time.

Nao Nagano followed his senior to the lounge.

As a super large company, the work benefits of Nihon Shengbao are still very good. There are almost dozens of kinds of fruit snacks and various beverages.

The senior seemed very down-to-earth and kind. He introduced the daily work in the company and some details that needed attention.

Although these are just some basic rules of the game in the workplace, they are still very helpful for a guy like Naoto Nagano who has never worked in such a high-end industry.

Bow +1. Nagano Nao said: "Thank you for the reminder, senior. Please take care of me in the future."

"Mr. Nagano, you are too polite. After all, I am also a student from Keio University, and we are alumni. As your senior, it is my duty to take care of me." Beng Nao said with a slight smile, and he seemed very satisfied with the newcomer he was bringing in.

But he didn't know that Nagano Nao was very dissatisfied with his name.

certainly.

It's not about the name.

As both of us are straight men, I am so upset by the other person's name that there is no way I can be happy.

I don't know if Oda Kishimoto did it on purpose! Damn it! After drinking tea and chatting for a while, Beng Zhinan led Lu and said casually: "If Nagano-kun needs to smoke, you can go to the smoking area in front. Smoking is prohibited in other places in the company."

"Thank you for the reminder, Senior. Do you usually smoke?"

"Of course. Cigarettes are a good thing that men must enjoy!"

The straight man laughed and said this, then was stunned for a moment.

Across the street, a cigarette was handed over. It was the Japanese Rabbit that Volkswagen smoked for a long time.

This kind of discordant situation.

The straight guy was completely unable to react and didn't know whether to accept or refuse.

After being stunned for a few seconds, the straight man subconsciously took the cigarette and lit it in the flame with a dizzy feeling.

You’re not even to mention.

Such a small action immediately brought them closer together.

Beng Zhinan asked with a concerned tone: "Did Nagano-kun suffer any serious injuries before?"

"Yes, I had a car accident and nearly died."

"Those who survive a great disaster will be blessed in the future. Nagano-kun will definitely become lucky."

"Thanks."

unconsciously.

The morning of internship was over.

No matter what the company eats, they always eat nearby.

There were restaurants and convenience stores everywhere. Considering that his family was not well off after paying off the mortgage and needed to save money for investment, Nagano Nao drove to a farther place and found a fast food restaurant.

The fast food restaurant doesn't look big, but it's very clean inside.

A sign hanging on the wall.

The beef set meal is 400 yen for a small portion, 600 yen for a medium portion, and 1,200 yen for an extra large portion.

The medium portion is already a lot, with quite a few vegetables and meat, and there's even a complimentary bowl of three-fresh soup.

Overall, this kind of consumption can be described as good value for money.

Looking at other people's medium portions, Nagano Nao was about to order a medium set meal when he heard someone say, "Nao, why are you eating here?"

(End of this chapter)