Collapse City, Starting by Making an Anime Version of Honkai

"Mr. Walter, that's exactly what's giving me a headache. I don't know what conditions I need to offer to get Ms. Cocolia to agree as well." Yaqing rubbed his temples.

"She won't agree."

Walter concluded.

"Mr. Walter, don't be so sure. President Otto once taught me that no one is perfect. Everyone has their flaws, they're just hidden well."

"Now that you mention it..." Walter thought carefully, "She does seem to have one flaw."

"What should I do?"

"Invest."

"Hahahaha." Yaqing laughed from the bottom of his heart. He didn't expect that the problem that had been troubling him for days could be solved with such a simple solution as sending money. "Mr. Walter, I really want to have a drink with you right now."

"No thanks. I can help you talk to Cocolia, but you have to help me with something too."

"Well, it's only natural to pay a price for making a request. Mr. Walter, what do you want? Power, wealth, knowledge, technology, these are all insignificant."

"It's not that troublesome. I just need you to help a few actors."

"Just this little thing?"

"Yes, just this little thing."

"I'm happy to be of service, esteemed... Mr. Walter."

Chapter 61: Storms Brewing Again

After hanging up the phone, Yaqing began to think. Although he had agreed to Walter Yang, where was he going to find actors? Yaqing walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, looking down at the traffic below, like ants.

Rita knocked on the door. She opened the door and walked in, gently placing the planning document she was holding on the table, and said, "Yaqing-sama, the planning document has been retrieved."

"Mm." Yaqing was still looking downstairs. Hearing Rita's report, he just replied with an indifferent "Mm."

"Are you thinking about something?" Rita walked to Yaqing's side and asked.

"Yes, Cocolia's matter can be put to rest for the time being." Yaqing said, "But the price is that I have to find suitable actors for Anti-Entropy's new script. What a nuisance."

"Actors?" Rita thought for a moment and said, "Yaqing-sama, do you need actors who have undergone systematic acting training?"

"I don't know, let's agree to it first. They're just starting to plan." Yaqing sat back down, crossed his legs, and asked, "Have Kiana and the others arrived?"

"They've already arrived. I just met them."

"Alright, I'll leave it to you then, Rita. Don't disappoint me." Yaqing picked up his suit jacket and left the office.

"Yes..."

Rita helplessly looked at the report sent up from below on the computer, which Yaqing had never looked at. She skillfully sat in the seat Yaqing had just occupied, and her fair and slender hands tapped on the keyboard.

Yaqing took the elevator to the thirty-second floor.

The thirty-second floor had a total of seven recording studios.

Yaqing walked into a random recording studio that was occupied, opened the door, and saw Shub speaking with extreme seriousness, "Raiden Mei, there's a problem with your tone. It should be helplessness with a hint of doting, not as stiff as it is now."

"That's right, that's right." Kiana nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

On the other side of the soundproof glass, Mei blushed, feeling very embarrassed. She had never learned voice acting, so the lines she spoke were a bit stiff, and she couldn't let go in front of outsiders.

"Don't be nervous, Raiden Mei, just treat the script as you normally interact with Kiana."

Yaqing's sudden words startled Kiana, who was focused on Mei and didn't notice anyone coming in.

"Ah! You old fart, why did you suddenly appear and scare me!"

Yaqing ignored Kiana and continued to speak to Raiden Mei in the recording studio through the microphone, "You haven't completely let go. Perhaps it's because Shub is here. I'll leave with Shub soon, leaving only Kiana with you."

"Ah?" Kiana was dumbfounded. Was she supposed to do it? Wasn't she also supposed to be doing voice acting? Why did the work suddenly start?

Yaqing left the first recording studio with Shub, while in the second recording studio, Shigure Kira was supervising Himeko and Bronya's voice acting. Shub went directly to the second recording studio.

"Himeko, this part, you need to... Eh, Shub, why are you here? Aren't you supposed to be supervising Kiana and Mei's voice acting in the other recording studio?" Shigure Kira wanted to correct Himeko's feeling first, but she was immediately puzzled when she saw Shub push the door open.

Himeko also stopped voice acting.

"Don't even mention it, that little girl Raiden Mei is a bit too shy. She couldn't let go with me there, so I was pulled out by the boss." Shub sat next to Shigure Kira.

Bronya looked over curiously. Suddenly, the phone in her pocket rang. She quickly went out to answer the phone. The phone call was from Walter Yang. Bronya lowered her voice and said, "Teacher, what's wrong?"

"Bronya, why is your voice so soft?" Walter asked, puzzled.

Bronya said softly, "I'm busy, Teacher. Is there anything you need me for?"

"It's not a big deal. Dr. Tesla recently created a script, and the internal discussion is to have you play the female lead."

"Ah?" Bronya was dumbfounded. Why was everyone looking for her recently? Destiny was looking for her to voice one of the main characters, and Anti-Entropy was looking for her to play the female lead in a tokusatsu.

"Cocolia also agreed to this proposal, so take some time to return to North American headquarters."

"Teacher, I..."

"Alright, that's it."

Bronya wanted to refuse, but Walter Yang had already hung up the phone.

Bronya was very angry.

As Yaqing headed downstairs to find Patrick, his phone suddenly rang. Seeing the contact labeled "Froglay" on the screen, the lazy smile on his face vanished almost instantly.

The voice on the other end of the line was gentle and refined.

"Master."

"Froglay, what's happened now?" Yaqing leaned against the wall, a smile playing on his lips that held no warmth.

"The board of directors. Four of them jointly questioned your handling of your assigned sector at today's meeting, and they want the President to revoke your authority over Sector Three." The gentle voice spoke at a measured pace.

"And then?" Yaqing's tone was devoid of emotion.

"The President neither agreed nor refused. Eventually, Ziegfried Kaslana, the head of the Kaslana family, suppressed their proposal. The elders within the family seem to have their own ideas as well."

"I'm aware of that." Though Yaqing was far away in the Far East, he knew the Schariac family of Northern Europe inside and out. He chuckled dismissively and said, "I know about that. The young man they want to push forward is named Cyberlutia Schariac, a waste of space who doesn't even know his own place and has already made many enemies at headquarters."

"If they want to play, we'll play along. But don't let those old geezers on the board think that just because I'm out of the Schariac family, I don't have any allies."

Anyone who tried to stop him from fulfilling his childhood dream would be met with his full attention.

Yaqing turned and went back upstairs to his office. "Rita, book a ticket back to Northern Europe for tomorrow. Salome and Patrick will temporarily be in charge of the Far East Branch."

"Yes." Rita didn't know what had happened, but Yaqing's urgency to return made her realize it was something significant.

"The Schariacs..." Yaqing tapped his fingers lightly on the desk, making three calls to different people in quick succession.

In his eyes, the board of directors were tumors left behind by Destiny, and he would cut them out one by one, even if the process was excruciating and even if it might shrink Destiny's assets. He didn't care.

He knew that President Otto wouldn't help him, or rather, President Otto was still observing his capabilities.

In the evening, Yaqing returned to the Golden Courtyard and informed everyone of his plans.

The next morning, Yaqing boarded a plane back to Northern Europe.

Chapter 62: Shed Blood for the President! Accomplished Deeds for Destiny!

Central Europe, at an airport in Munich, Germany. Since going to the Far East, Yaqing had only worn this high-end suit once, but to avoid giving the board of directors and those old geezers any reason to criticize him, Yaqing put it on again.

This suit was a birthday gift Kallen had personally chosen for him on his twenty-seventh birthday. It could be said that this suit was like a yellow robe in the Destiny Group, capable of "saving his life" in critical moments.

The automatic glass doors of the VIP lounge sensed his arrival and slid open to both sides. The woman sitting on the sofa stood up subconsciously.

The woman had wavy, waist-length brown hair, fair skin, and gentle eyes. She wore a white women's suit paired with fitted trousers that accentuated her perfect legs. Seeing Yaqing enter, she parted her red lips slightly and said, "Master..."

"Mm." Yaqing sat down on the other side of the sofa, tapping his fingers lightly on the table. "Don't worry about those old geezers in the family for now. Misteln will make them shut their mouths."

"Yes." Froglay said, "Just yesterday, Cyberlutia Schariac returned to headquarters from the South Africa Branch without authorization. We haven't found out his purpose yet."

"Just a monkey trying to attract the audience's attention on stage." Yaqing didn't take Cyberlutia seriously at all. To him, he was just being used as a pawn, yet he was excited and thought he could replace him.

Froglay briefly told Yaqing about the changes at headquarters. Since the Snowfield Squad was disbanded, many people had been eyeing his sector, but they were afraid of the power of the Kaslana and Schariac families and didn't dare to make a move openly.

"It doesn't matter." Yaqing stood up.

"Don't you need to rest a bit longer?" Froglay asked with concern.

"No need. The thought of having to haggle with those old geezers and their sanctimonious faces makes me sick." Yaqing knew the board of directors' underhanded tactics, so he was very disdainful of their feigned dignity.

Froglay informed the driver, and they quickly left the airport and arrived at the Destiny headquarters building, a towering skyscraper with sixty-six floors that was truly awe-inspiring.

Although Yaqing had been dispatched overseas, his records were still kept at headquarters. He took the elevator directly to the sixtieth floor, where those old geezers had already set up their trap, waiting for him to step inside.

The elevator doors slowly opened. At the end of the corridor, a young man stood there, seemingly waiting for someone in particular. He had short, flaxen hair, a black suit, and a tall figure. The smile on his face immediately reminded people of Yaqing and Otto, but it was slightly stiff, as if he had just learned it.

"Dear Yaqing, I'm so happy to see you again. When I found out that you and I were both dispatched overseas, I was very sad, but there was nothing I could do. I've been transferred back to headquarters from the Africa Branch." The young man's tone was light and cheerful, still with a familiar feeling.

"Cyberlutia, after being in such a difficult place like Africa, haven't you learned anything?" Yaqing smiled. "Learn to shut up, or you'll never be any different from a monkey. Think carefully, why were you dispatched overseas in the first place?"

"You!"

Yaqing's words broke Cyberlutia's composure, and his gentlemanly demeanor vanished. He pointed at Yaqing and was about to speak when the door to the conference room behind him opened.

Yaqing didn't even look at Cyberlutia and walked straight in.

Cyberlutia's eyes gradually turned fierce, and his handsome face twisted.

Walking into the conference room, Yaqing first noticed Amber standing next to the head seat, and the empty head seat. He secretly breathed a sigh of relief. As long as President Otto didn't show up, he would definitely win.

"Will win."

Yaqing's declaration of victory before arriving at Destiny Headquarters!

Yaqing skillfully sat in the first seat on the left side of the head seat, with Froglay standing quietly behind him.

As soon as Yaqing sat down, the board of directors began their attack.

"Yaqing Schariac, we've heard that the entertainment sector you're in charge of is suspected of smearing President Otto Apocalypse in the latest movie, and that it has caused Destiny's stock market to decline. Do you admit it?" The first to speak was a middle-aged man.

Yaqing raised his eyebrows slightly and smiled. "I think you've misheard. The script for this movie was not created under my direction, but by Walter of Anti-Entropy. This movie is also a product of the collaboration between Destiny and Anti-Entropy."

"Don't try to weasel out of it! You were clearly the director. When you saw Anti-Entropy's script that clearly smeared Destiny, you didn't choose to return it, but instead filmed it as it was. Do you even have the company in your heart?! Do you even have the President in your heart?!" The middle-aged man slammed the table forcefully and shouted sternly.

Yaqing looked at the middle-aged man, who was like a clown, and then looked at the several white-haired elderly men who were calmly drinking tea, with an attitude of indifference as if the matter being discussed had nothing to do with them.

"Alekszm Fischer." Yaqing sneered. "What qualifications do you have to question me? How much financial growth have I brought to Destiny in the past seven years? And what have you done? Do I need to list them one by one?"

"That's not relevant to what we're discussing now." The middle-aged man named Alekszm Fischer was still stern, but his tone carried a hint of panic.

"Don't change the subject. Answer seriously, Yaqing Schariac," the old man finally spoke, his hoarse voice causing a physical discomfort.

"That's right, Yaqing Schariac. Your deliberate evasion only makes the board feel your guilt."

"Yaqing Scha..."

Faced with the aggressive board of directors, Yaqing scoffed, and laughed, "A bunch of useless relics who only know how to stay at headquarters, what do I need to explain to you?!"

"You!"

The door to the conference room suddenly opened.

The board members were dumbfounded.

The person who came in was actually Ziegfried. The board had clearly investigated Ziegfried in private, and he should be on vacation with his wife in Sanya, Shenzhou. That's why they dared to question Yaqing so fearlessly.

"Hey, why wasn't I notified about a Destiny high-level meeting?" Ziegfried sat in the second seat to Yaqing's right, looking at the board members with a dangerous glint in his eyes.

Ziegfried was different from Yaqing. He wasn't just the nominal head of the family, but the head of the family who held real power. The board of directors had to carefully consider the enormous size of the Kaslana family and the cost of antagonizing it.

The second to enter was Wendy, the actual person in charge of the Oceania Branch. She sat next to Ziegfried.

The last to enter was Theresa, who sat in the seat left between Yaqing and Ziegfried, her beautiful legs in white silk stockings swaying slightly.

The board of directors was completely dumbfounded.

They thought Yaqing was just a nominal family head of the Schariac family, whose position was hollowed out, and that he was just a student of President Otto. But now