Tokyo Agent: Starting with Picking Up a Problem Girl

Chapter 109 GHG

Many people may have heard about the beauty of all-female teams.

But Nakajima Hiroshi never experienced that.

He transmigrated relatively early, and in his previous life, he held absolute power, so he had a subtle lack of understanding about this matter.

So from now on, please ignore the cognitive pollution we are exposed to.

pollute……

If Nakajima Hiroshi had ever seen our fantasy GHG, given his personality, he would have run away immediately.

When the five arrived at Itomori-ya, everything seemed perfectly normal.

Hiro Nakajima, Asuka, Yu Shiraishi, Yukino Watanabe, and the monitor.

The assembly line was working smoothly, except occasionally someone would complain about a recent pay cut.

Salary cuts are normal.

With Tokyo's economy declining, which company isn't cutting salaries?

However, they did not meet with the owner, Ayako Itomori.

The person who greeted us was a female room manager (roughly equivalent to a department head).

She politely guided Nakajima Hiroshi on his tour while calling out to the workshop.

"Cheer up! We have guests; don't embarrass our family!"

His tone carried a hint of smugness.

Most of the workers responded with a few perfunctory words, their faces still drooping.

It's an assembly line, so you can't expect too much. You can't expect them to always be smiling.

Hiroshi Nakajima is more concerned with production itself.

Each step of the process is meticulous, so the quality is definitely guaranteed.

Moreover, the woman at the quality control station is very picky; if anything is even slightly substandard, the entire production line has to be sent back for self-inspection.

This makes the team leaders quite busy, as they have to go through the goods themselves before releasing them, and this applies to every team.

Ok……

This might cause some unpleasantness, right?

Nakajima Hiroshi frowned slightly. He vaguely sensed that there was a hidden danger somewhere, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.

"Nakajima, so this is how our clothes are made? I thought they were all hand-sewn!"

The iris flowers shone brightly, curiously looking around.

She stayed close to Nakajima Hiroshi, seemingly asserting her unique status to the other three women.

Yukino-neechan is one thing, but how come there are two more people out of nowhere?

Moreover, the woman named Shiraishi Yu clearly made Asuka feel threatened.

She couldn't help but like this guy at first glance.

But if I were to stand next to Nakajima Hiroshi, that would be absolutely not an option!

leave me alone!

"Yes."

Hiroshi Nakajima tapped on the assembly line; the precision calculation process in this workshop must be quite impressive.

Apart from the team leader being a complete jerk, the workload in almost every step was pushed to the brink of saturation, and all processes were coordinated meticulously, with very few instances of overstocking or idle work.

This is much better than those amazing retirement jobs in China.

However, all the workers were men; there were no factory girls.

"Each person only does one part, which can improve production efficiency and increase their proficiency in that part. It is a very scientific production plan."

"But all the clothes made here look exactly the same... Doesn't that mean it's easy to run into someone wearing the same thing?"

She cares about this a lot.

The room manager responded with a smile.

"We cater to a more mainstream market, and these customers tend to follow the crowd and make purchases based on other people's outfits."

"Moreover, our boss believes that the next era is the era of live-streaming idols, and wearing the same clothes as celebrities may bring a certain sense of identity."

"Seeking cooperation with your company is also a preliminary exploration of this direction."

"Is that so?"

After a moment's thought, Asuka turned to Nakajima.

"Nakajima, am I considered an idol now?"

Hearing the hint of anticipation in his voice, Nakajima Hiroshi couldn't help but smile.

This child.

"If you work hard, you have a chance."

"Asuka, I look forward to your future."

He had just finished speaking when he received pheromones from Shiraishi Yu.

(fraud.)

(Sigh, this newcomer is so naive...)

(Never mind, what does it have to do with me?)

Her response was quite manipulative.

"Yes, Asuka is a very promising child. Mr. Nakajima really has a great eye for talent."

"Keep it up, maybe we'll need your protection in the future."

"Leave it to me!"

Asuka patted her chest, brimming with ambition.

Hehe, this woman is quite sensible; she's not as bad as she looks.

(...a bit silly.)

(But it is indeed very cute.)

Hirohiro Nakajima was speechless.

So, is this the essence of communication between women?

In his past life, he had indeed witnessed many close female friends turn against each other, but he always thought they were just emotionally unstable.

After all, if you're all fighting fiercely today, you might be fighting nonchalantly tomorrow.

Very impressive.

But judging from the pheromones, was it really true that he was two-faced from the very beginning?

Or is it only Shiraishi Yu who is like this?

I really want to spread the function of pheromones and see a whole new world.

But... how exactly does it work to spread the virus through bodily fluids?

That's so hard to guess.

Once you move to the office area, the male-to-female ratio suddenly changes completely.

The room was filled with elegantly dressed female data engineers, except for one sturdy young man.

Upon seeing the guests arrive, without needing instructions from the room manager, they all sat up straight, smiled, and put on a very diligent appearance.

(The HR and administrative positions are all held by women... This factory is doomed.)

Yu Shiraishi suddenly blurted out this sentence.

It seems she harbors some kind of prejudice against this group.

This surprised Nakajima Hiro, after all, she herself is a woman.

But at least on the surface, everyone is very harmonious.

The clerks, with sweet smiles on their faces, occasionally tapped on their keyboards while discussing trying out the newly opened dessert shop later.

It looks quite harmonious.

If you look over here, the factory seems to be thriving.

"The bonuses lately have been really high, it's like getting three salary increases in a year..."

Ok?

The assembly line workers were clearly cutting salaries; which side is telling the truth?

Forget it, what does it have to do with me?

Hiroshi Nakajima was not vigilant about these phenomena.

The good news is that Shiraishi Yu occasionally utters a pheromone, initiating one-way communication in their unique way.

(There shouldn't be any major problems in the short term, but there are risks in the long term...)

(I just hope it doesn't affect Asuka.)

Is there a risk?

Nakajima Hiroshi frowned slightly.

However, judging from Shiraishi Yu's pheromones, she has no ill intentions towards Asuka; this woman is just inherently pessimistic.

Let's talk after we leave here.

The head of the department's office wasn't spacious, but it had a unique personal style. The shelves were filled with items that reflected his personal taste, indicating that he had been in the position for quite some time.

"Bring in five chairs and change the water while you're at it; I just saw the water dispenser was almost empty."

The only young man in the room gave the order.

"Yes, Chief!"

The young man was clearly new to the workforce, displaying both enthusiasm and respect.

(Pitiful.)

(It's hard to know what kind of prejudice he'll develop against the workplace in the future.)

(Hehe, I'm so curious...)

It seems that Shiraishi Yu isn't entirely indifferent to everything.

Her worldview seems to have undergone some kind of subtle collapse, unlike that of ordinary people.

Soon, the young man stacked the five office chairs in a row and carried them into the room with great pride.

After the room leader smiled and nodded at the young man, he turned to the group of people.

"I'm sorry for making this a laughing stock."

"I'm in charge of everything in this workshop, inside and out, so I don't use this office very often."

(nonsense……)

(There were textile painting toys still on the shelf.)

Hearing Shiraishi Yu's thoughts, Nakajima Hiro glanced at the textile painting out of the corner of his eye.

Yes, it's a very complicated design, definitely a good choice for killing time.