Mitsui Chuta's back was instantly soaked in cold sweat.
This young managing director's methods were simply masterful beyond measure. He drew no blood, killed with a borrowed blade, and delivered the deadliest blows in the gentlest, most humorous tone. This was no merger at all—it was a thoroughgoing takeover and reshuffling.
"Do you understand now?" Nakayama Takuya asked him gently.
"Y-Yes, I understand." Mitsui Chuta nodded repeatedly like a pecking chick. "I'll relay every single word to President Yamashina."
"Go on." Nakayama Takuya nodded in satisfaction, then tossed out one final reassurance. "Tell him Sega has no intention of changing the position of president at Bandai headquarters after the merger. He can work with peace of mind. Once he cleans up his own house, Sega will naturally throw open its gates to welcome him."
Mitsui Chuta picked up the briefcase from the desk and bowed deeply once more. With awe and wild delight intertwined in his heart, he withdrew from the office.
The moment Mitsui Chuta left in a state of fearful trepidation, Nakayama Takuya's smile vanished. Without hesitation, he pressed the internal communicator on his desk.
"Hoshino-san, come to my office."
A few minutes later, Hoshino pushed open the door and entered, still holding a document that had just been signed.
Nakayama Takuya lifted his chin slightly and pushed over the letter of intent for merger that Mitsui Chuta had just delivered, still carrying a trace of warmth from the printer.
"This is the initial draft proposal from Bandai. Take it to the Legal Department and Finance Department and have them go over it tonight." Nakayama Takuya's tone was calm, yet carried unquestionable authority. "Tell everyone below to pick through it word by word, sentence by sentence. Don't let even a single punctuation mark slip past."
Hoshino stepped forward,