Uchiha Hiko smiled. It really was like certain companies on Earth—there was a whole routine just to meet someone. Of course, that was understandable. They could not meet just anyone, lest it cause trouble.
"I really don't have one."
Uchiha Hiko shrugged, looking helpless.
"Ah? I'm sorry, sir. In that case, please wait a moment while I ask the chairman."
"Uh..." Uchiha Hiko immediately realized a problem. He was not famous right now, so even if Netero heard his name, he would probably assume he was some other annoying little punk.
But he was extremely familiar with the people of this world, so he said directly, "You can tell him that Ging Freecss's friend has come to see him about something."
The receptionist nodded and quickly reported it upstairs. Sure enough, once Ging Freecss's name was mentioned, everything went smoothly.
Taking the elevator to the top floor, Uchiha Hiko had barely entered the chairman's office when he saw Netero seated in some kind of exercise pose.
No, it looked like yoga. He really did not know why this old man had such a peculiar hobby.
Wasn't yoga something women usually learned?
Women were generally soft and flexible, while men were called tough guys because their bones and muscles were hard—the harder, the better. That was how their blood and vitality could surge more powerfully.
Had this old fossil only decided to practice yoga because he was nearing the end of his life?
Uchiha Hiko said nothing. He simply watched Chairman Netero slowly train. He had plenty of time, so he treated the man like a clown putting on a ridiculous performance.
When the old man finally finished and sat cross-legged on the mat, he looked at Uchiha Hiko with amusement. "Ging Freecss's friend? What did you come to see me