Chapter 1018 Hamaguchi

"Are you looking for me?"

Suddenly, the bald middle-aged man was taken aback, jumped up from the chair, walked around the desk, and looked at the position behind the chair——

I saw there, in the gap between the chair and the window behind, a slender man dressed strangely, who looked a bit like a shogunate ronin and a footman in a Taiga drama, suddenly appeared there, with one hand Pressing the back of the chair, leaning halfway, he slowly stood up straight with a smile on his face.

"Who are you?! Why did you appear in my office?!" The man's expression changed, and he asked calmly, full of panic.

"Me? You can call me Hamaguchi-sama." The man walked around the chair, walked to the front of the chair, and sat down on the chair, but he didn't sit upright, but put his feet together like a local hooligan. Putting it on the desk in front of him, he looked at the nervous middle-aged man with a playful expression and said slowly.

"Of course, you can also choose to refuse. I don't mind. As long as you can cooperate with me honestly, even if you call me an asshole, I can accept it gladly."

"Cooperate? What do you want me to do?" The man's expression changed again, and he asked cautiously.

"It's very simple. Use your position to order the factory to restart production of tanks, oh, the so-called tanks, guns and bullets of various calibers, and armed helicopters, and use your ability to maintain their operation. I I think it shouldn't be difficult for you." The man named Hamaguchi stated with a smile.

It was as if he was talking about an incomparably ordinary thing, regardless of how earth-shattering and inconceivable it seemed to others and even the person involved.

"You want me to order the factory to produce military weapons?!" Then, without waiting for Hamaguchi's confirmation, he shook his head like a rattle, and hurriedly shook his head and refused, "No, no! I can't do it!"

"This kind of thing is not something I can decide on my own. It needs to be ordered by the top management of the factory to implement it. Otherwise, even if I force the workers to produce as you said, the directors who lead the shift and the logistics management Personnel and others will not allocate materials without planning tasks. No, I really can't do this, you should find someone else."

"Oh, what you said is easy, find someone else? If I have the time, I still need to torment you bastard! Let me tell you, if you do this, you will do it, and if you don't, you will do it. Otherwise, you will really think that I, Hamaguchi, is a good gentleman.” As he said, Hamaguchi lifted his feet from the desk, and slapped his palm on the desk vigorously, making a loud "bang", angrily reprimanded road.

"But it's really not something I can do alone." The bald man said with a sad face.

As he said, this matter cannot be decided by him alone, but needs to be ordered by the company's top management, otherwise, even if he can order to start work, those in the factory are not in the same faction as him, or they don't like him The people who work in this area will also make various obstacles, or report to the higher level. At that time, he may have just started the production line on his front foot, and the back foot will come from the head office, and even professionals from the police department will break into the factory to endanger national security. Take him away in name.

At that time, it won't be as simple as getting rid of the prison, and you may die!

The consequences...

However, as soon as he finished speaking, Hamaguchi's figure disappeared from the chair strangely, and appeared directly in front of him. He grabbed his collar with one hand, squinted and stared at the man who was obviously fat and fat, but easily passed by. The bald man he lifted up from the ground said in a cold voice, "I'm not discussing with you now, but ordering you, execute, you live, if you don't execute, you die! I can't find any soft and submissive bones."

"me……"

"Now I'm giving you ten seconds to think about it. If you still can't give me a satisfactory answer by then, then you should be ready to suffer in hell." After finishing speaking, Hamaguchi threw the man to the ground Lost, staring at him condescendingly.

"one."

"two."

"five."

"ten!"

"Okay, now you can tell me your answer." Hamaguchi said softly, who did not follow the routine at all.

At the same time, the ghost in his hand turned over, and a pen placed on the desk was captured by his remote control. Like an empty mind, he sent the pen to the bald man with a painful face. Visible slowness slowly approached the bald man's eyeballs.

"I agree, I agree to your request!" The bald man was overwhelmed, and under the threat of death, he could no longer control the panic in his heart, and quickly shouted in response.

"I hope you can remember what you said, otherwise, I don't mind changing someone else to help me with this." After finishing speaking, with a wave of his arm, the pen that had been resting in front of the bald man suddenly turned around like A sharp arrow stabbed fiercely into the wall next to it, leaving only half of the pen body exposed, shocking the mind of the bald man.

"I, I must remember." The bald man replied with sweat profusely.

"Then go ahead and implement it. If anyone dares to stop you, just tell me his name, and I will have a way to resolve his opinion." Hamaguchi walked back to the chair and sat down, comforting him slowly.

"Yes Yes."

"Of course, we won't let you do these things for nothing! As long as you can do things well, I can't guarantee that you will live forever, but it's not a problem to let you live for three to five hundred years. The key depends on you. Do you have the strength to earn it?"

"Okay, let's stop here, what to do next depends on your performance."

After finishing speaking, he didn't give the bald man who finally got up from the ground any more chances to respond, so his figure flashed and disappeared into the air.

"Master Hamaguchi? Master Hamaguchi?" The bald man was stunned, and he couldn't help but shouted into the void with a hesitant expression.

However, after calling for a long time, he didn't get any response, so he let out a sigh of relief, walked back to his desk and sat down slumped, with a look of lingering fear, not daring to do anything unnecessary.

Until a long time later.

The bald man picked up the phone again and put it to his ear, but somehow he couldn't press the number he wanted to dial...

"Think about it."

The bald man was clever, threw the phone back on the phone, and carefully searched the surroundings. He didn't relax again until he confirmed that the voice should be his auditory hallucination. He slumped on the chair, but he didn't dare to have any thoughts .

"Why did I do this kind of thing..." the bald man sighed with frustration.

Then without hesitation, he picked up the phone again and called the resource procurement department, giving them an order to purchase special steel.