[Fumino] Yokohama President's Work Notes

Yokohama is a dangerous place. If you want to live here and live well, you must have one or two unique skills. Some rely on superior intelligence to strategize, while others rely on superior force to defend one side. As for me? I am relatively simple and I rely on money. I'm rich, I'm super rich. Yes, it's that golden thing that makes people fascinated just by looking at it. You said who researched this thing, it feels solid in the handshake! You are so smart, how much money can you give me? With super strength and an hourly salary of 2 million, can you come and guard the door for me? I hold this practical thing in my hand, and it makes me feel unhindered and all diseases are gone. If we conduct a private survey and are asked who do you most want to be in Yokohama, a hundred out of a hundred people will report my name. At the end, there will be a sentence: "I don't know how happy I would be if I could be her! What other worries does she have?" My troubles... First of all, as an excellent president, I want to work! Do! Of! No one likes to work! No one! Secondly… I stared at a certain bandage man, a certain tiger man, a certain man with glasses... Then he turned his attention to a certain evil lieutenant, a certain orange-haired evil cadre, and a certain evil sick and weak man in black in a building... Money, it's not everything. Some people regard money as dirt! Although some people do not regard money as dung, they regard me as dung and want to occupy my money! ! ! I just want to make money in peace of mind, but there are always people who don't want to see me making money in peace of mind. The military police's investigation, the detective agency's undercover investigation, and the port mafia's double-dealing. It's hard for me! It was difficult for me to immediately submit a mayoral campaign letter to appease everyone. He successfully turned himself into a thorn in everyone's side. But it doesn't matter. There are many people who want my money and life. Let's first exchange feelings with my guard (bodyguard), doorman (bodyguard), private (private), and military (military) who earns 2 million per hour. What? You said you can't stop it? People who can stop them regard money as dirt, I can't move? Is it okay if I really want to ask them to help me? If wealth cannot be shaken, then I still have a little sincerity. The price is clearly marked, so no one can be deceived. But if you say this sincerely, how much is it worth per pound? Notes 1. The original heroine has no cp, and the text is in the first person. 2. The plot does not involve the main line of the original work; 3. The protagonist is set to be wealthy, but the author has never been wealthy and can only use his limited imagination to try his best to become wealthy) 4. The protagonist's values do not represent the author's values; 5. There may be OOC but we will try to avoid it! Purpose: I am my own eternal ally