Becoming a Billionaire after Divorce-Chapter 601 - 209: Ozawa Masami’s Devotion

However, she knew very well that her identity was no longer the same.

She could no longer rush in and fight them head-on like before.

Doing so would make those above think you are not stable enough, can’t even manage your own employees, and cause chaos in the company.

That would mean you are unqualified.

Since the president had hinted at giving her a promotion and a raise long ago, she enrolled in an MBA class at her alma mater early on.

Better safe than sorry, right?

Isn’t it quite handy now?

Restraint, restraint, Ozawa Masami kept advising herself internally. This was the first lesson in her MBA class: how to become a qualified leader.

What Ozawa Masami learned was: do not let your emotions show, at least, do not let your subordinates see them easily.

She adjusted her breathing, squeezed out a smile, and deliberately amplified the sound of her high heels clicking on the floor.

The effect was obvious, the voices inside instantly disappeared.

As she walked in, a group of female employees greeted her, "Hello, section chief!"

Ozawa Masami showed a kind smile, "Hello to you all too, I’m just here to freshen up my makeup, you keep busy with your own things, don’t mind me."

She said this as she took out newly purchased top-tier cosmetics from her newly bought Chanel bag and applied them to her face, ignoring everyone.

The female employees were intimidated by her aura and dared not stay there any longer, they quickly excused themselves. 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞

Ozawa Masami turned to look at their backs and thought about how not long ago she was still one of them, a certain handsome face flashed in her mind, her cheeks slightly warmed, and she murmured, "They’re not wrong, Miyabi owes it all to Mr. Sun for today."

Finished applying a beautiful makeup.

Ozawa Masami took out her newly bought phone and dialed a number.

"Moshi moshi, is it Mr. Sun? Hi, sorry to disturb you, I have a very presumptuous request, please agree.

Hi, Miyabi’s promotion this time completely relies on Mr. Sun’s recommendation, I would like to invite you to dinner to express my gratitude."

Sun Dasheng, who received Ozawa Masami’s call, was at the airport seeing Zhong Liying off back to China.

Because there are still many things waiting for her to handle at Weima Automobile in China, this sudden trip abroad caught Sun Dasheng off guard, catching the automobile company off guard too, as the general manager disappears during the company’s busiest time.

Isn’t this a disaster?

Luckily, under Sun Dasheng’s criticism, Zhong Liying quickly handed over domestic affairs to the deputy general manager for full handling, recovering part of the loss, but her caprice somewhat lowered her score in the company, so she had to return immediately to work heartily to restore her image in the company.

Watching Zhong Liying walk into the boarding gate, still waving goodbye to him reluctantly, Sun Dasheng holding the phone in one hand responded with his other hand.

After her figure completely disappeared into the boarding gate, Sun Dasheng replied:

"Send the time and place to my phone."

"Okay, Mr. Sun, thank you very much!"

The joyful voice of Ozawa Masami came through the phone.

...

An ordinary Izakaya.

Ozawa Masami drank a bit too much today, her cheeks were rosy.

"Mr. Sun, do you know why I brought you here to dine?"

"I don’t know, why?" Sun Dasheng shook his head.

"Hehe... take a guess!" Perhaps due to drinking too much, she became bolder, daring to joke with her superior, which she would never dare in normal circumstances.

"Guess your big head ghost." Sun Dasheng tapped her on the head.

"Ouch... Mr. Sun, you’re bullying me." She frowned while touching her head, "Your strength is so strong, it hurt Miyabi a lot."

"Oh, is it? Then I’m sorry." He said apologetically, yet his face showed no sign of apology.

Ozawa Masami no longer dwelled on it, and started talking about her own story.

"This is Miyabi’s grandfather’s business, also a business managed by Miyabi’s ancestors for hundreds of years."

Sun Dasheng looked at her with a bit of surprise.

Ozawa Masami chuckled self-deprecatingly, "But it was completely lost by my gambler dad, not only lost the wife and children, but eventually even the Kumata family’s ancestral property of hundreds of years was squandered."

"That truly is a shame." Sun Dasheng echoed.

"Actually, it’s quite good, losing the ancestral property finally woke him up."

"That’s nice, a prodigal son who returns is more valuable than gold. What is he doing nowadays?"

"In the temple." Ozawa Masami’s voice suddenly dropped.

Sun Dasheng thoughtfully smacked his lips, "Has he seen through the world and become a monk?"

Ozawa Masami shook her head, "His ashes are enshrined in the temple."

This...

The unexpected twist nearly made Sun Dasheng break his back.

"My condolences!" What else could Sun Dasheng say?

"It’s okay, the next year my mother joined him too, it’s quite nice that they can continue being a couple down there." Seeing Sun Dasheng’s puzzled gaze, she explained, "I prayed for marriage at the temple, then placed their urns together in the temple for alms fee each year."

"..."

"Although there’s only I left in the family, I’ll live strongly on, Go Miyabi, you’re the best!"

As she spoke, it turned into a hot-blooded scene?

No wonder there are so many awkwardly cringy dialogues in Little Day’s hot-blooded scenes, turns out it’s their daily habit of speech.

The Izakaya wasn’t big, and other patrons, hearing Ozawa Masami shouting loudly, did not feel any discomfort, instead had looks of appreciation.