Chapter 265 Social Death Fourth Update

"President, it seems that the promotion of this Final Fantasy series is not very popular. It seems that we are worrying too much."

After some investigation by NGS, it seems that Final Fantasy’s publicity in recent times is not as high as expected.

Mainly Sega is exerting its efforts, and then Real Games has also exerted a little more force because it acquired a new company and has external channels to speak out.

Yamauchi nodded after looking at the report from his subordinates and said, "In this case, do you have an estimate of the sales volume of Final Fantasy?"

"Hmm... probably more than a million at most."

"Just like this, there will be more than one million?" Yamauchi was a little unhappy.

The subordinate explained nervously: "Well, it's actually because Sega's MD game console has sold more than 7 million units. Since real games are Sega's number one, their game sales may not be low. "

The more the man talked, the more nervous he became, fearing that Yamauchi would start cursing him if he got upset.

But Yamauchi just looked unhappy.

"Okay, I understand, keep tracking."

"Okay, okay."

The employee immediately bowed and left the office, breaking out in cold sweat as he left.

Yamauchi is now in his sixties, but the pressure on people has not weakened at all, but is getting stronger.

“I think back then, this gaming company was still from NGS.”

After the employee left, Yamauchi muttered to himself in his office.

The real game originated from NGS, or Akira Nakamura saw its potential and then recommended and operated it.

However, the guy named Miyazaki ruined everything.

To drive the opponent away and then join the competitor, this has to be said to be the most serious mistake.

Without this mistake, Real Games might have continued to expand its influence on NGS, and their NGS would have had an effective leader.

The most important thing is that there is no threat from competitors.

At this time, Yamauchi was not as oppressive as it seemed on the surface. Instead, he had a lot of petty calculations in his heart.

Then he picked up the intercom phone and dialed the personnel department number.

"President, are you looking for me?"

The director of the human resources department got through immediately and was a little frightened.

"Is that Miyazaki still there?"

"Miyazaki? You mean..."

"That's the guy who was demoted from director before."

Yamauchi wanted to say something about that bastard, but then his strength would be gone, so he had to calm down.

"Yes, he has been assigned to the line leader of a final assembly line in the cassette production department."

"What? He's still a line leader?"

The HR director asked cautiously: "What do you mean, President..."

As the Minister of Human Resources, he had vaguely understood Yamauchi's tone.

A person who has brought such huge losses to the company is still qualified to be a small leader.

Although it is only a small line length now.

"I don't want to see him again."

"Okay, I'll make arrangements." The minister understood instantly.

I think at the beginning, this person still had many connections on the board of directors, but now, he can only become a small line leader. However, at this moment, the president does not even want to give this guy this position. He can only say this This guy did the biggest mistake in his life that almost changed his life.

In a factory area on the outskirts of Kyoto, Japan, one of NGS's cassette production lines is located here.

"Asshole, what do you do for a living? Do you need to ask me to produce a cassette? Can't you solve problems by yourself?!"

Miyazaki was on a cassette packaging line scolding an employee who had just joined the company.

The employee shrank his neck and lowered his head, not daring to say anything in rebuttal, although there was strong anger flashing in his eyes.

"And the rest of you, please increase the cassette production efficiency by ten percent for me today. If you can't do it, you'll have to work overtime until late at night to get it done! Otherwise, I won't be able to deliver!"

"But Miyazaki..."

"Call me line leader!" Miyazaki glared.

"Line chief, we have worked very hard."

"It's not enough! Don't explain it to me here, I only look at the results!"

After saying that, Miyazaki left the production line and went back to the office to relax.

The young man who had been scolded just now clenched his fists tightly and really wanted to rush up and punch Miyazaki.

And an older man patted the young man on the shoulder.

"Calm down. This person was a member of the board of directors. Even if he was demoted, it would only be temporary, and his influence would still be there. He himself said that he would return to the board of directors sooner or later. It is just a transition now, and you don't want to Provoke a big shot like the board of directors?"

The young man was very aggrieved. He had just joined the job not long ago. He thought it would be a decent job, but the line leader he met was not a good person.

There are some work questions that he cannot ask at all, otherwise he will be scolded in the face.

But there are some things that require the line leader’s opinion before they can work.

However, Miyazaki doesn't want to stay here at all. He does nothing every day except come to work on time.

Even the deputy director of cassette production above Miyazaki was polite to Miyazaki.

People at the bottom only knew that Miyazaki had done something wrong and was demoted, but they didn’t know much about the specifics. Miyazaki often said that sooner or later he would return to the board of directors and get back everything he had. If people dare to provoke him, they can only be regarded as daring to be angry but not speaking out.

"Asshole, why is my tea cold?"

"I'll give you a new one!"

A young man hurriedly stood up from his office, put down what he was doing and went to pour tea for Miyazaki, while Miyazaki just lay leisurely on the chair with his eyes closed to relax.

Not long after, Miyazaki noticed that a shadow seemed to appear in front of him, so he said, "Is the tea ready? What's the temperature?"

"..."

"Huh? I'm asking you something, but you are dumb..."

Miyazaki opened his eyes and wanted to get angry at the young man who poured the tea. However, the person who appeared was not that young man, but a guy with a cold face and a suit.

"Mr. Miyazaki, I am very sorry to inform you that you have been fired. Here is your dismissal letter and compensation. Please leave your work badge and leave."

"No, is there something wrong? How could I be fired? I still have high-level connections."

"Then you can ask. We are only responsible for notifying you and watching you leave the company. However, we only give you three minutes to ask. After that, we will expel you."

There were five or six people who came, and two of them looked a bit majestic. Miyazaki swallowed and quickly picked up the phone to ask about the situation.

However, the final result left him a little lonely.

His previous high-level relationships refused to communicate with him, showing no affection at all.

He has given many gifts to some people, but now they have been refused contact. The end result of every phone call is a cold and mechanical rejection call.

"Okay, when the time comes, shall we throw you out, or will you go out on your own?"

"I……"

"That's throwing it out."

"Hey wait, I still have something..."

Before Miyazaki could finish his explanation, the two stronger guys stepped forward, held Miyazaki in the middle, and carried him out of the office.

Along the way, the employees on the production line stretched their necks and watched all this.

Miyazaki quickly wanted to cover his face, not wanting those people to see that he was being carried out, but to no avail. The two majestic guys seemed to have controlled Miyazaki's little arms on purpose. .

At this time, Miyazaki has truly experienced the feeling of social death.