Reborn Tokyo Golden Age

HAL was established in February 1980 and was acquired by Shirakawa Kaede in May.

This means that Tanimura and Bai Chuanfeng have known each other for three years, and he has also served HAL for the latter for three years.

Think back to when Shirakawa Electric was still an inconspicuous small company, and HAL even lived in a small room in an apartment in Shinjuku.

At that time, Bai Chuanfeng could only be regarded as a little rich, and Gucun was even poorer and almost couldn't afford the rent.

Now, the market value of Shirakawa Electric has exceeded 3.5 trillion yen, which is infinitely close to the top ten.

HAL has also become Neon's leading software company, and its office has been replaced by the entire office building here in Akihabara.

The club has developed rapidly, and of course the people have changed a lot.

Hearing Bai Chuanfeng's question, Tanimura moved his lips, "Bai Chuan-san, I'm sorry."

Bai Chuanfeng shook his head, his eyes showed disappointment, "You don't have anything to explain?"

"I, I, I can't do it either, Shirakawa-san~" Tanimura opened his mouth, and suddenly burst into tears.

"Really, please believe me, Bai Chuan-san, just this once." He raised his index finger and swore, "I will never dare again, please forgive me once."

"Why?" Bai Chuanfeng still looked at him expressionlessly.

"Because.Because" Tanimura's tears and snot flowed down his nose, and his expression could not express regret, "Because it's all a loss, woo woo woo~"

At the end, Tanimura fell to his knees and began to cry loudly.

"It's a loss?" Bai Chuanfeng frowned.

"Stock market~ loss~ woo woo woo~" Seemingly recalling the sad past, Tanimura cried while hanging down on the floor in remorse.

A flash of suddenness flashed through Bai Chuanfeng's eyes, and he could probably guess what happened.

"How much is the loss?" The development funds of 200 million yen, I don't know how much is left.

"Wow~" Tanimura cried even more sadly.

"All?!" Bai Chuanfeng stood up in disbelief.

Damn, you really don't feel bad for selling your father's land.

Adding up the ins and outs, Lao Tzu's 300 million yen has been given to you.

It is only 83 years now, do you know what 300 million yen means?

300 million yen can be exchanged for 1.2 million US dollars, you can buy a 30-mile mid-range Ferrari, and you can buy a 480-square-meter ultra-luxury villa in the center of New York.

Now all the money has been scattered in the stock market, without even a splash.

Bai Chuanfeng was so angry, isn't my money money?

"All my savings, all the savings in the past three years, have lost~"

Just when Bai Chuanfeng couldn't help having an attack, Gucun, who was kneeling on the ground, cried and regretted.

Um? Did he lose all his personal savings?

"How much money is left for the research and development of the handheld?" Bai Chuanfeng asked calmly.

"There's still more than one hundred million." Gu Cun, who was crying, answered honestly.

He didn't dare to hide this aspect. If he didn't tell the truth and was found out later, he would step on the sewing machine.

Moreover, the amount of ink corruption is also related to the sentencing penalty.

Obviously, 300 million and more than 100 million are completely different concepts, and he also hopes that this can calm part of Bai Chuanfeng's anger.

Hearing that there are still more than 100 million left, Bai Chuanfeng finally felt much more comfortable.

But this time, it still made him angry.

What audacity!

The head of a company colluded with the finance minister, and even quietly removed a huge sum of 300 million yen from the company's accounts.

If it wasn't for my own whim, I had someone go to check the accounts in advance, and I don't know what holes there will be waiting for me.

"Tanimura, don't say I don't show respect. You know what to do when something like this happens?"

Although he is considered a veteran figure, Bai Chuanfeng will never let him go lightly because of this.

The way of bowing and apologizing doesn't work well in front of him.

"Shirakawa-san~Shirakawa-san~" Tanimura scholar Yamamoto moved his knees to his feet.

"Please give me another chance, I will never dare.

You resign from my position as president, no, I voluntarily resign! I will give up the president position to Iwata-san.

Yes, Iwata-san! Bai Chuan-san, you like him the most, don't you? "

Tanimura seemed to be grabbing at straws, kneeling down on the ground while thumping his head, trying his best to repent.

He knew that with Bai Chuanfeng's current status, it would be too easy to deal with him.

Now he only hopes that Bai Chuanfeng can bypass him once for the sake of the past.

After all, even if there is no credit, he has hard work.

Tanimura also contributed to HAL's fortune in handheld devices.

So will Bai Chuanfeng spare him?

"Tancun" Bai Chuanfeng sighed softly, "Do you know what kind of person I hate the most?"

Tanimura raised his gaze slightly, and felt a little bit in his heart after seeing Bai Chuanfeng's expressionless face.

"I hate people who cheat, especially those who cheat on research and development funding.

Research and development is the core investment to ensure the competitiveness of the club. If it is activated, it is the foundation of HAL. "

"Bai Chuan-san~" Tanimura raised his head and wanted to intercede, but after seeing Bai Chuan Feng's cold expression, he suddenly became hesitant to speak.

"I'll give you two choices." Bai Chuanfeng's face in the conference room was gloomy.

"One, HAL reported the case to the Metropolitan Police Department, and a third-party accounting agency intervened to thoroughly investigate all accounts.

All the results follow the procedures, business-like. "

"Baichuan-san~!" Tanimura's expression changed drastically.

"Second, sign this agreement, and you will no longer have any connection with HAL from now on.

As for the position of president, if you take the blame and resign yourself, HAL will no longer pursue your misappropriation of public funds. "

Speaking of which, Bai Chuanfeng turned his head to the side, and Xiaotian immediately handed over a prepared document.

Tanimura's result file, just glanced at it twice, and his face also changed drastically.

"Choose one, and figure it out for yourself.

Just to remind you, if it weren't for the sake of the past, you wouldn't even have the chance to choose. "

There is no chance to choose, Tanimura just had this thought in his mind, and then he couldn't help shivering.

If it's a matter of business, then there is a high probability that it will be option one.

According to Neon's criminal law, the amount of funds used by Tanimura is enough to be sentenced to more than 15 years in prison, and he also has to pay a large fine.

But for option two, Tanimura looked at the document in his hand.

Voluntarily relinquish the HAL shares it holds, totaling 1.8%.

As compensation, HAL will pay him a transfer fee of 200,000 yen.

To put it bluntly, it is to take 200,000 yen to buy the most original 1.8% shares in Tanimura's hands.

200,000 yen. Tanimura felt angry and helpless.

Calculated based on HAL's current profitability, let alone 200,000 yen, even 1 billion or 2 billion yen are considered underestimates.

Just last year, Tanimura received nearly 100 million yen in dividends with this small share.

It is conceivable that when he saw the words of 200,000 yen at this time, how uncomfortable he felt.

This is a golden mountain. If you sign it yourself, it means that you will have nothing in the future.

"Bai Chuan-san" Tanimura continued to pray and looked at Bai Chuan Feng who was sitting there motionless.

However, it was destined to disappoint him, and Bai Chuanfeng would never forgive this behavior.

When you squandered public funds, why didn't you think about today.

Gu Cun, who gave up his heart, lowered his head and began to fight between heaven and man in his heart.

On the one hand, it has been in prison for more than ten years, and on the other hand, it has lost billions of yen.

After thinking about it again and again, Tanimura still picked up the pen, gritted his teeth and signed the document.

Although money is good, it is also worth spending money on.

After more than ten years of prison life, who knows if he can live to that day.

And after seeing the colorful world outside, who would want to go in and step on the sewing machine.

Tanimura thinks that he still has a little ability on computers, so at worst, he goes out and starts his own club.

If it develops well in the future, it may not be worse than HAL.

After thinking about this, Tanimura seemed to relax a lot suddenly.

After swiping and signing, Tanimura got up and bowed to Bai Chuanfeng, and then left the meeting room without looking back.

Looking at his leaving back, an inexplicable light flashed in Bai Chuanfeng's eyes.

"Go and notify others to come in for a meeting."

"Hay" Oda bowed and left.

Half an hour later, meeting room 1 was full of people again.

It's just different from just now, this time there are two people missing, Tanimura and Yamamoto.

After what happened before, everyone was a little uncertain about Bai Chuanfeng's thoughts, and they didn't want to touch his bad luck.

So although there were as many as a dozen people, the meeting room was as quiet as if it was empty.

On the contrary, Bai Chuanfeng has recovered to his original state, with the same gentleness on his face as before.

"Okay, let's discuss the development of a new generation of handheld devices."

Speaking of which, Bai Chuanfeng asked someone to put that brick up again, someone must clean up the mess.

"Everyone, the success of FES has proved the feasibility of game platformization.

For the new generation of handhelds, we still have the same idea.

It is still a brand new game platform. Like FES, Game Boy ODS (odyssey) supports game cartridge replacement.

In the future, a dedicated game team will also need to be established within HAL to develop related games for ODS. "

This is the development goal of the next generation of handhelds that Bai Chuanfeng set at the beginning, and it still remains unchanged.

"But now" Bai Chuanfeng picked up the brick and turned it upside down, "Our development has encountered some problems.

It is definitely impossible to continue the previous route, this big guy is too big.

I hold it like a gym dumbbell. I doubt if the children can move it. "

A half-joking remark made everyone chuckle a few times.

Seeing the easing of the atmosphere, Bai Chuanfeng also smiled.

"So now, who is qualified for such a job?"

Everyone looked at each other, and finally they all focused their attention on a certain chubby figure.

"Very good." Bai Chuanfeng nodded in satisfaction, "Iwata-kun".

"Hay" Satoru Iwata straightened his chest subconsciously.

"Okay, don't be nervous." Bai Chuanfeng waved his hand, "If I leave it to you, how long will it take to see the prototype?"

After that, he glanced at the huge handheld computer on the table and shook his head, "As for the progress, you can treat it as a brand new project and start everything from scratch."

When it comes to who is most assured of handing over the development of the handheld, Bai Chuanfeng's first choice is also Iwata Satoshi.

Not to mention his programming ability, he is the first candidate for the person in charge of the handheld project just because he has the experience in developing the SIC8089A chip.

FES and the future Game Boy ODS use the same chip. With the previous foundation, the development of the latter will be more handy.

Hearing Bai Chuanfeng's inquiry, Iwata Satoru also began to think about how long it would take if it was a handheld.