Bringing the Naruto System to Tokyo - Chapter120

A middle-aged man with a file walked over. He was Tachichuan, a senior in the human resources department. He had entered the company a few years earlier than Moribe Takeo.

Regardless of whether he had entered the company a few years earlier or a year earlier, he was still a senior.

There was a hierarchy in school, and it was even more obvious in the commercial office.

Tachichuan waved at Moribe Takeo.

"Team Leader Tachichuan, what's the matter?"

Moribe Takeo put his bag on the ground. His department was different from Tachichuan's, and they had little contact at work. However, the two of them would get together for a meal from time to time. Due to their lack of funds, the frequency was not high.

Tachikawa stopped after taking a few steps. The Guardian Takeo jogged towards him. He was sure that Tachikawa had something important to tell him.

Last month, when Li Du had a meal with Tachichuan, Tachichuan had even put his arm around Li Du's shoulder when he was tipsy. He had said that the business was a highly automated machine. In the huge business structure, the newcomers were just a small part. Regardless of their interests, hobbies, or dreams of freedom, in the business that crushed them from top to bottom, their individuality and humanity would be completely obliterated by the production line.

The responsibility of the human resources department was to pick suitable newcomers from the pen and then assign them to the assembly lines of the various departments.

"It's like this."

Tachichuan intimately put his hand on Moribe Takeo's shoulder and squeezed out a professional smile on his bespectacled face.

"The company has recently recruited new employees. They are all newcomers. In view of your outstanding work, the human resources department intends to hand over two newcomers to you to lead."

After saying that, before Moribe Takeo could say anything, Tachichuan stuffed the file into Takeo's hands. "Here, this is their file. They are all outstanding freshmen."

The human resources department was the most unpopular position in the commercial office. Often, the newcomers recruited by the human resources department were not qualified for the job.

Take the technical department that Takeo was in as an example. They wanted newcomers who were skilled, but the personnel in the human resources department did not know specialized skills. Therefore, they could only try their best to select suitable people.

This was the human resources responsibility that Tachichuan had mentioned. They were not only selecting newcomers, but also proving their reliability in this link. The human resources department in charge of recruitment needed to balance the needs of the various departments with the salary. It was extremely rare to find a human resources manager who could balance both sides perfectly.

"I …"

Moribe Takeo held the file in his hand. His mind was in a mess.

The Human Resource Department had once again shoved a newcomer into his hands. Was it because of his outstanding professional skills?

Moribe Takeo didn't know, but he thought that it shouldn't be. Otherwise, he wouldn't be wasting his time at the bottom.

He flipped open the personnel information and glanced at it.

"Toshio Rokuhata, if you and Tian Houyi …"

These two people's files were very standard, and the schools they graduated from were not famous universities. They were schools that he had never heard of. How could these ordinary university graduates enter their business?

A business with more than six hundred people could be considered a large company. Not every fresh student could join.

When he saw their surnames and thought about it, Moribe Takeo felt a tightness in his chest.

Lu Suan and Ruo He were not common surnames. They were very, very unpopular surnames. But "coincidentally", two leaders in the commercial agency had the same surname.

What a coincidence.

"I didn't want to …" Seeing Takeo's expression, Tachichuan sighed helplessly and patted him on the shoulder.

"Get ready. You'll be starting the job the day after tomorrow. When the time comes … I'll have to trouble you."

At this moment, Tachichuan no longer looked like his drunken self. He looked at Moribe Takeo awkwardly. Obviously, he also remembered his previous lofty aspirations.

There was no other way. Some of the materials were too important. The machine in the commercial agency had to be used even if they didn't use it.

Moribe Takeo held the personnel file and walked back to his seat like a puppet. He leaned against the chair in melancholy.

"Why did Tachichuan from the Human Resource Department call you over?" As soon as he sat down, the colleague next to him leaned over.

"He arranged for two newcomers to take care of me." Moribe Takeo didn't mention that the newcomers were relatives of the leaders.

"Is that so? That must be tough."

Moribe Takeo's department was the research and development department. Taking care of newcomers was the most troublesome. It would be fine if the students were related to their specialties, but he was afraid that the HR manager would send in newcomers who were not related to their specialties. Not only would he have to take care of them from the beginning, but the higher-ups would also give him more tasks. The work efficiency would be low, and the workload would be heavy. The higher-ups would have to satisfy the requirements of the leaders, and the subordinates would have to help the newcomers.

It was a dilemma. What's more, Moribe Takeo had to take care of people who were related to him. Needless to say, he would have to complete the work of three people by himself.

"Those guys from the Human Resource Department are really … How many batches of newcomers have you taken care of in the past two years?"

The colleague sighed in sympathy.

Moribe Takeo smiled bitterly.

He suddenly realized that in the "newcomer assembly line" that Team Leader Tachichuan from the Human Resource Department mentioned, he was a machine on the assembly line.

He was a forging hammer?

A conveyor belt?

"No choice. This is it. No choice."

Moribe Takeo rubbed his fingers. Every month, he would get an increase in his salary by taking care of newcomers. 25,000 RMB for each newcomer. This was not bad.

But was this the life he wanted?

The colleague next to him didn't want the extra salary. He took a sip of water and said: "Yesterday was the first time you took leave, right? That's rare. When Kameda told me that you took leave, I didn't believe him. Why did you take leave? Where did you go?"

Kameda was Takeo's superior and hated by Takeo.

"Father has some health problems. I accompanied him to the hospital for a checkup yesterday."

"Ah."

The colleague nodded. "Indeed. At this age, it's the peak period for health problems."

Shoubu Takeo's parents were teachers, but this colleague's parents were just farmers. Although they had the government's pension policy, the medical conditions in the countryside were not as good as those in the city. It was impossible to say that they didn't worry or miss their parents. But in addition to their parents, they still had their own families and children. They had to walk on the balance beam every day, and it was the most difficult time for them to have children and parents.

Speaking of his parents, Moribe Takeo's desire for revenge was extinguished. He had killed someone in Jokai Aokigawara, but that time, he had the support of the fox demon. Now, if he killed Kameda in a fit of anger, his parents would be branded as murderers.

And he was the only son in his family …

Moribe Takeo didn't dare to think about it. He spent the whole afternoon in his office.

Following the ants in the office to the first floor, Takeo's body was like a machine. The tie on his suit was like an abstract mechanical spring.

He walked past 16 trees, turned left, and walked past 125 diamond-shaped bricks. He walked down 32 steps and passed four pillars.

Swipe card.

He queued up like a quarantined pork.

"Beep!"

The train whizzed over and accurately stopped in front of the queue.

The subway was full of Osaka's workers. The people in front of the subway felt like they had cut their faces off and pasted it on the glass.