"Meaningless?" Kurokawa Kana murmured, "You lost the Xisheng Shrine."
"No no... what I meant was what this young president said about some extensive surveillance," Yuan Chaozong explained, "Citizens have long been accustomed to it. If you tell them that companies have never monitored their phone information, they wouldn't believe it themselves."
"Some things shouldn't be brought to light," Kurokawa Kana whispered, "Unprincipled media crazily forwarding this news, products of New Xisheng now linked with scandals—do you want to see our second-quarter sales plummet?"
"Our PR department is also digging up dirt on Nestor Corporation," Yuan Chaozong clarified, "They are in cahoots with the stinking Ratman, which is far more terrifying than our issue."
"Nestor Corporation isn't even listed," Kurokawa Kana sighed, "They're a cooperative labor union, they don't have to fear the opinions of the outside public and investors, just doing their respective duties is enough."
