Money Can Buy Everything

016: Can I Be Your Son-in-Law

"Hmm, I'm listening. By the way, have you misunderstood something? I never said you had to quit the competition for free, did I?"

Just as Sugou was about to make his final declaration, Momo's words stopped him in his tracks.

"Let's be honest, you're just a man driven by ambition, trying to climb up using opportunities. Asuna is more of an object of admiration for you. So, if I give you an opportunity to climb up, a promise to promote you, will you let her go willingly?"

Sugou's mouth hung open; he felt like he couldn't keep up with Momo's pace.

"Don't understand? If you still don't understand, I might reconsider giving you this opportunity. After all, in my eyes, you have the ability to get things done, and ALO's development also relies on you. As long as you promise to peacefully leave Asuna, you will become the project manager for the entire ALO, no longer just a small supervisor."

"Furthermore, this card contains one billion dollars, and it's yours."

Sugou's heart raced!

Being the project manager of ALO and a high-level executive in the entire RECT Progress.

One billion dollars, a wealth he had never dared to dream of in his entire life!

These were two conditions he couldn't resist.

"So, what do you think? Let's make a deal?"

Reimu continued reciting the prompt, saying, "Momo initiates a trade with Sugou, offering the position of ALO project manager and one billion dollars as compensation in exchange for Sugou's peaceful and voluntary departure from Yuuki Asuna life. Trade application initiated..."

"Trade... failed?"

Reimu expressed surprise at the trade's result and then looked at Sugou.

"Well, since Mr. Masayoshi is so enthusiastic, I won't pretend anymore. I hope Mr. Masayoshi keeps his promise, and I will leave Asuna."

With that, Sugou reached out and took the black card, hastily stuffing it into his jacket pocket, and asked, "Is there anything else you would like to instruct, Mr. Masayoshi?"

Momo's smile grew even brighter as he said, "Good, you're quite sensible. No, there's nothing else. Starting from today, you are the project manager for ALO."

"Thank you for your guidance, Mr. Masayoshi. I will definitely live up to your expectations!"

Sugou bowed to Momo, but beneath his gaze fixed on the floor, there was suppressed anger.

"You let him go just like that, but your trade failed, didn't it?" Reimu quickly asked as she watched Sugou leave the meeting room.

Momo spread his hands and said, "The trade failing was within my expectations. He's just an ambitious person, a hypocrite. But he is still an important part of ALO's development, and we can't let him leave now."

"As for his threat, he's just a small fry. Later, I will have Mifune ensure the safety of me and Asuna's bodies once we enter the game. He can't do anything."

"A billion dollars just thrown away? That's ten thousand times a hundred thousand dollars, or a million times a hundred thousand yen!"

Reimu held her head, nearly going crazy. How much of her integrity did she have to sell to earn a hundred thousand yen once?

"Oh, does it hurt your heart? How about I give you a card?" Momo said, shaking the black card in his hand.

"Stay away from me. I won't accept your ill-gotten money, you philandering playboy!"

"Hmph, if you don't take it now, don't regret it later, okay?"

With that, Momo swaggered toward the conference room where Shouzou was located. Reimu stared fixedly at the black card filled with countless hundred thousand yen bills, her heart almost breaking.

"Thank you for waiting, Mr. Shouzou."

"No, it's me who should thank you. May I be so bold as to ask, what did you discuss with that young man, Nobuyuki? Although he has some ability, he may be too arrogant and impulsive."

Momo shook his head and said, "Don't worry, we had a pleasant conversation. After all, I'm a young person too. I quite like Sugou's enthusiasm. I have appointed him as the project manager and overall supervisor for ALO."

Shouzou's eyes lit up with a hint of surprise, and he said, "Chairman, you have a keen eye for talent. It's a stroke of luck for young people."

Momo nodded and said, "Yes, but Mr. Shouzou, I also want to ask for a little stroke of luck from you. Would you be willing?"

Shouzou was taken aback, unsure of what act Momo was putting on.

"Then, let me rephrase it."

Momo stood up, bowed to Shouzou, and said, "Uncle, do I have a chance to be your son-in-law?"

Shouzou froze, his mouth hanging open, even more so than Sugou. The usually expressionless Shouzou's astonishment was evident.

"Are you joking? Chairman, this joke doesn't seem funny."

"Uncle, do you think I'm joking? As you can see, I am a sixteen-year-old child. Occasionally, when I saw your daughter, I was amazed by her beauty, so I took the opportunity today to ask you such a question."

"I'm not joking, I'm very serious. Look, I feel like the ceiling light above my head is about to collapse."

Above Momo's head, Reimu was sitting on the ceiling light, occasionally glancing at its axis, seemingly contemplating how to make the light fixture fall.