The scenes of war and technological dominance from the Russia-Ukraine conflict and the Israeli-Palestinian Conflict in his previous life played back like a movie in his mind, making him deeply realize that the future would inevitably be dominated by cutting-edge technologies like drones and informatization.
After that, Kenji already knew exactly where to invest his money.
He just wanted to take this opportunity to establish a PMC private security company.
This company would be far more than it appeared on the surface; it would become an elite private army under his command, protecting him.
After that, investing large sums of capital into drone technology and cutting-edge scientific research was the correct path for his future development and a crucial step in his long-term strategy.
Besides laying out plans in military security and cutting-edge technology, Kenji was also considering other profitable and far-reaching investment directions.
The short video industry is booming globally, and its massive traffic and user stickiness contain infinite business opportunities. Communication software is an indispensable tool for daily life, and investing in such projects would undoubtedly secure a share of the profits.
Various online payment platforms also possess great development potential and are worth exploring.
For example, domestically, WX Pay and ZFB Pay have largely replaced cash payments as the primary method for daily consumption.
Nowadays, young people just take their phones and they're set. Who still carries cash?
It's neither convenient nor safe.
Kenji thought that if he could use his abilities and resources to transform Japan into a mobile payment society as convenient as his home country, he would undoubtedly stand at the apex of Japan's future pyramid, controlling the pulse of its economy and society.
At that point, he would undoubtedly have more influence than even the Emperor and the Prime Minister of Japan.
On the way back, the atmosphere inside the car was as oppressive as the sky before a storm. Washimine Hideo and Washimine Yukio were silent, each lost in their own thoughts.
Kenji had previously disclosed his grand plan for the future to them without reservation.
The plan was like a massive bomb, stirring up huge waves in their world.
As for whether to accept the plan, the choice was entirely theirs.
For Kenji, whether they accepted or refused was irrelevant; he had enough confidence and means to push forward with his strategy.
"Yukio, don't think too much. Dad will look for other ways... *cough, cough*!"
Washimine Hideo broke the silence. His face was pale, and he coughed incessantly, clearly indicating his body was extremely weak.
"But Father, I think what he said is right. The future will absolutely be a battlefield of cutting-edge technology and drone technology. If we can also get involved in the online payment industry, fully controlling Japan's economic lifeline, plus having a Blackwater-like PMC providing advanced personal security services, he would undoubtedly become the true Emperor Emeritus of Japan..."
Washimine Yukio's eyes sparkled. She was deeply attracted by the future blueprint Kenji had described; in her view, it was a path full of hope and infinite possibilities.
"But the cost is sacrificing your happiness! I forbid it! *Cough, cough*!"
Washimine Hideo became emotional and coughed up bloody phlegm. His eyes were filled with pain and determination.
He couldn't just watch his daughter sacrifice her happiness for the sake of the so-called future.
"Father!"
Washimine Yukio cried out anxiously. Seeing her father's increasingly haggard face and the continuous blood he coughed up, her heart twisted in pain.
She couldn't help but urge, "Please hurry, go to the hospital quickly!"
"It's alright, Yukio, don't rush. I know my own condition very well..."
Constant sharp pain came from his chest, and Washimine Hideo knew his time was probably limited.
He struggled to stroke Yukio's hair, his eyes full of reluctance and pity, and said, "It's just a shame, Dad might not be able to pave the way for you anymore..."
"It's alright! Father! It's alright... Please don't talk anymore, we'll be at the hospital soon!"
Washimine Yukio was weeping profusely, tightly gripping her father's hand as if that could hold onto his life.
Ah... Yukio, how wonderful it would be if I could see you get married and have children... Washimine Hideo sighed silently in his heart, but the words were forever stuck in his throat, unable to be spoken... The next day, at the company.
Sunlight streamed through the window onto the desk.
"The Esteemed President, have you heard the news? I heard Washimine Hideo of the Washimine Group is critically ill and has been admitted to the ICU. It's likely only a matter of days now. I hear the Washimine Group is in chaos, with constant infighting. Several casinos and dance halls have closed down, and nearby Yakuza Organizations seem to be stirring, looking to annex this territory."
Saito walked into the office, reporting the latest news to Kenji.
Kenji looked at Saito, the corner of his mouth slightly lifted into a smile. "Your information is quite timely. I don't care about the Washimine Group, but... do this: keep an eye on Washimine Hideo's daughter, Washimine Yukio. She is a beauty, and it would be too great a pity if she were to perish. If..."
While Kenji was speaking, it turned out to be a case of'speak of the devil and he shall appear.'
The receptionist on the first floor called to inform Kenji that Washimine Yukio had come to visit.
"Heh heh, well, look at that... Saito, go bring her up."
A playful glint flashed in Kenji's eyes, as if everything was within his control.
"Yes, The Esteemed President!"
Saito respectfully responded, turned, and hurried away.
Soon after, he escorted Washimine Yukio into the office.
Washimine Yukio looked haggard, but her eyes revealed determination and resolve. She knew this visit might decide the future of both her and the Washimine Group.
"Well, have you made your decision?"
"Yes, Mr. Kenji, I have... made my resolve..."
...Under Kenji's swift and resolute drive and meticulous planning, all the Washimine Group's intricate assets were rapidly and systematically liquidated, like pieces of a precisely cut puzzle.
A comprehensive group named "Giant God" (Giant God) emerged amid the commercial wave, rising like a brilliant new star.
At the same time, With the full assistance of her loyal bodyguard Ginji, Washimine Yukio launched a comprehensive and detailed "Great Purge" within the Washimine Group.
Using an iron fist, she strictly evaluated every member of the organization, overlooking no detail.
She only kept those whose loyalty stood the test and who could ensure absolute devotion to the group. As for everyone else, they were given a substantial sum of money and dismissed, left to find other livelihoods.
During this period, naturally, some people were dissatisfied and tried to resist the sudden change.
But Washimine Yukio and Ginji, relying on their exceptional courage and tough methods, suppressed these voices of resistance one by one, allowing the organization to return to order and stability.
By this point, Washimine Yukio had adopted the demeanor of a powerful career woman, displaying decisiveness and resolution in every move.
The Giant God Group, whose English name is Atlas, leads many to immediately think of the fictional, powerful Private Military Company from the globally popular game *Call of Duty: Advanced Warfare*.
Kenji took inspiration from this, giving the name to his newly established group.
This group not only engages in mercenary armed services but also ventures into technology research and development, resource integration, and other fields, striving to become a truly comprehensive group that rides the waves of the business world.
Under the influence of Kenji's miraculous "Capitalist" skill, the procedures required for the group's establishment went exceptionally smoothly, receiving the green light all the way without any obstacles.
Money was even less of a concern for him, so in just one morning, the company completed its registration and acquired numerous buildings in bustling Tokyo to serve as the group's headquarters and branch offices.
The former Washimine Group was completely disbanded, and all members were merged into the mercenary armed services department under the Giant God Group, receiving specialized training to adapt to their new identities and responsibilities.
Washimine Yukio, as agreed, received a 30% share, becoming one of the group's major shareholders.
With Kenji's current protection over Washimine Yukio, the dark clouds that had long hung over the Washimine family immediately dispersed, ushering in a new dawn.
And in return for all of this, as stipulated in the original contract... Night fell, the moonlight like water, spilling over the ancient Nanzen-ji Temple.
The girl, dressed in plain, elegant clothes, arrived alone, her steps light yet firm, slowly approaching Kenji's famous old mansion, hidden in the tranquility.
Inside the courtyard, the lighting was soft, reflecting a unique sense of warmth and mystery.
Following the contract that had long been signed, she took a deep breath, calmed the turmoil in her heart, and then walked into the house.
She would offer her body to Kenji as a response and repayment for everything he had done.
Kenji dashed to the door, placed his hand on the doorknob, and twisted it sharply. The door flew open instantly.
His eyes were eager. He grabbed Washimine Yukio's slender wrist and forcefully pulled her into the room, then slammed the door shut with a "bang."
The room lighting was dim and yellow, stretching their shadows long.
Kenji frowned, his tone carrying a hint of reproach: "Why are you so late?"
Washimine Yukio lowered her head slightly, her face full of apology. She quickly explained, "I... I'm sorry... Because I had to deal with the personnel and arrange their subsequent affairs, so..."
However, before she could finish speaking, Kenji could no longer suppress the stirring in his heart. He suddenly leaned forward, pressing his lips tightly against Washimine Yukio's slightly parted mouth.
Washimine Yukio's body instantly froze. She widened her eyes, which were filled with astonishment.
But after just a moment, she slowly closed her eyes and began to respond clumsily.
This was their first kiss. Kenji felt the soft tongue carried a hint of sweetness, like the most delicious thing in the world, instantly making his head spin.
He held Washimine Yukio tightly in his arms, his large hands gently stroking her back, feeling the warmth of her skin.
Finally, his hands slowly moved down, gripping her two buttocks firmly, kneading them back and forth, as if trying to convey all his emotions through his hands.
"Mmm..."
Washimine Yukio gasped heavily, fine beads of sweat appearing on the tip of her nose, her cheeks flushed an enticing crimson. Her arms instinctively wrapped tightly around Kenji's neck, as if afraid that letting go would cause her to fall into an endless abyss.
Now that she was an adult, she naturally knew exactly what was about to happen.
In this passionate and ambiguous atmosphere, rather than resisting and increasing the awkwardness, it was better to follow her heart and fully enjoy this moment of pleasure.
Washimine Yukio was wearing simple jeans on her lower body. The fabric was slightly rough, but it accentuated her slender figure even more.
The buttocks encased by the jeans were highly elastic. Kenji kneaded harder and harder, his knuckles turning white from the effort, causing her delicate body to tremble slightly, feeling a faint pain, yet she showed no resistance.
After a long time, their lips finally parted. Both Washimine Yukio and Kenji were gasping heavily, as if they had just finished an intense long-distance run.
Kenji's eyes were blazing. He released his right hand from Washimine Yukio's slightly reddened buttocks, slowly slipped it beneath the hem of her shirt, and gently stroked her slender waist, tracing the delicate, warm skin, like playing an intimate piece of music.
Soon after, he subtly moved upward, skillfully unhooked her bra, pulled it out from under her clothes, and tossed it aside.
Washimine Yukio gently wrapped her hands around Kenji's neck, her cheeks slightly flushed. She leaned close to his ear, her breath shy and rapid, but made no move to resist.
"Mmm..."
She let out a soft moan. It turned out Kenji's large hand had slowly climbed onto her chest, his fingers gently touching her small nipples.
Washimine Yukio's breasts were not plump, but they were small and rounded, possessing the unique charm of a young girl.
Under the touch of Kenji's fingertips, the nipples seemed to shyly perk up. Her smooth skin exuded a youthful tenderness and innocence unique to a young girl.
Kenji's caress was gentle, causing Washimine Yukio's body to tremble slightly. It was as if an electric current shot from her sensitive chest throughout her body, causing a strange sensation between her thighs, and deepening the blush on her cheeks.
Washimine Yukio passively experienced this wonderful sensation, her beautiful Phoenix Eyes gently squinting, a hint of moisture flickering in them. Her unadorned face was covered in a shy blush, making her appear even more movingly beautiful.
Kenji's hand slid down, gently unbuckling her belt. As the belt loosened, the entire pair of jeans slowly slipped down, revealing a pair of pure white cotton panties underneath.
Kenji paused slightly, then gently grabbed the hem of Washimine Yukio's shirt, pulled it up, and slipped the shirt off.
Next, he slowly pulled down her panties. Washimine Yukio's body, tender yet full of youthful vitality, was completely exposed to his gaze.
"Ah..."
As the last piece of clothing slowly left her body, Washimine Yukio felt a wave of coolness wash over her. Subconsciously, she felt a little scared and squeezed her legs together.
That mysterious triangular area had only a bit of soft hair, showing a degree of tenderness and shyness. It looked underdeveloped, revealing the unique immaturity of her age.
Kenji slowly walked around her, his gaze meticulously tracing her body.
Her fair, delicate skin was as moist as Suet Jade; her perky buttocks had graceful, elastic lines; her slender waist looked as if a gentle grasp could break it; her straight legs were long and well-proportioned; her breasts, though tender, were perky and exuded youthful vigor. Combined with her graceful Yamato Nadeshiko-like temperament and beautiful face, she became an indescribably gorgeous beauty.
Kenji secretly rejoiced in his heart. Sure enough, he was right, he absolutely could not let go of such a beauty!
Washimine Yukio's face was flushed crimson from Kenji's aggressive gaze. She lowered her head, afraid to meet his eyes. Kenji, meanwhile, was breathing heavily, his eyes flickering with passion, as he began to take off his own clothes.
Kenji's skin was also very fair, the kind of paleness associated with a 'Pretty Boy,' but the Sturdy muscles on his body were definitely not something a Pretty Boy would possess.
His pectoral muscles were full and powerful, and his abdominal muscles were clearly defined, looking as if they were carved from steel.
Washimine Yukio couldn't help but reach out and gently stroke Kenji's pectoral muscles. The firm touch made her heart tremble.
She then moved her hand downward, pressing on his abdominal muscles, which felt hard as stone. Her face seemed to grow even redder, like a brilliant sunset.
Kenji smiled, his eyes full of tenderness and affection, and gently pulled her into his embrace.
As their skin met, Kenji's hands began to roam back and forth over her delicate body, as if playing a beautiful piece of music.
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