Chapter 110: The Boss’s Wife

In the evening, Masayoshi Kishimoto and Kazuhiko Inoue were having a drink at the Japanese restaurant where Hard Gold Capital was having a business banquet.

The two of them started at six in the afternoon and ate until eight thirty in the evening, eating and drinking for two and a half hours before they finished. Even Masayoshi Kishimoto didn’t feel like they were having dinner together, but rather like they were in a relationship.

The problem was that he was neither bisexual nor bent. Therefore, he was certain that Inoue Kazuhiko would not be interested at all.

The proprietress of the restaurant didn’t think that they had been occupying the luxurious private room for long, after all, the dishes ordered by Inoue Kazuhiko were all the restaurant’s signature dishes and the best wines.

The consumption of two people was almost as much as the consumption of twenty people. After Masayoshi Kishimoto and Kazuhiko Inoue had eaten and drunk their fill, the owner’s wife, dressed in a traditional Japanese kimono, personally escorted them out of the store.

She not only bowed ninety degrees with a smile on her face, but also verbally said “please come back next time” instead of the modular “welcome to come back next time”.

Naturally, the owner’s wife would not forget to offer her own special 16-panel wooden box of snacks. As for the purpose, it was to have a long-term relationship.

She knew that there were too many high-class restaurants not only in Taito Ward, but also in the entire 23 wards of Tokyo.

The three-star restaurants recognized by Michelin alone could not be counted on two hands. The vast majority of these are Japanese restaurants that are exactly the same as your own.

How to make a difference to retain the old customers, the development of new customers, it is necessary to be more attentive in the service, so that every guest who has come to their own cooking pavilion will have a feeling of home.

Drunken Inoue Kazuhiko just got into the back seat of the cab, the door is not yet closed, said: “This time did not drink well. We’ll drink next time.”

Kishimoto Masayoshi, who had already drunk a great deal, stood beside the backseat door and gave a mechanical “hmm”. If he continued to drink, he would be lying down.

Inoue Kazuhiko and himself were kinda in the same boat, both belonging to the category of people who would drink to the end when they picked up a glass of wine, and love a beautiful woman to the end.

“You helped me make 400 million yen this time, but you didn’t drink well, my sin. Tomorrow, one billion yen will come to your company’s account.

How much did I invest in total before and after?” Inoue Kazuhiko’s drunken eyes were so mesmerized that his speech began to be a bit upside down and incoherent said.

Masayoshi Kishimoto erected two fingers on his right hand and said, “Two billion yen.”

“Yes, two billion yen.” Kazuhiko Inoue repeated.

Masayoshi Kishimoto said “Goodbye” and took the initiative to close the car door. He didn’t look away from the cab and took his own things and was about to head forward when he was stopped by the owner of the cooking booth.

“What, did you forget to pay the bill? I’ll do it then!” Masayoshi Kishimoto said, mistaking the drunken Kazuhiko Inoue for forgetting to pay.

“No, no, the customer who left in a cab already paid the bill.” The old and charming owner’s wife smiled like a flower and said.

“Since I’m not short of your money, what are you doing blocking my way?” Justice Kishimoto said bluntly.

The boss’s wife had acted in such a rude manner precisely because she had just heard the conversation between the two. In her opinion, this belonged to drunkenness. Since there was such a lucrative opportunity in front of her, how could she let it slip away?

“You’re in the investment business, aren’t you!” The boss’s wife asked knowingly without changing her smile.

Masayoshi Kishimoto gave a coping “hmm”. Inside his current head, he didn’t want to dwell too much with the other party at all, only wanting to rush to deliver the MP3 to Natsui Makoto before she got off work.

“Why don’t we go back inside and talk about investment matters?” The boss’s wife was very proactive.

Masayoshi Kishimoto touched his body for a moment before rummaging through the box of business cards that he carried with him, and pulled out a business card from it that was handed to her, “If there’s anything, you can come to the company tomorrow and say it. I’m one of those people who don’t talk about work when I’m off duty. The minimum investment threshold for our company to accept private investment is 100 million yen.”

The boss’s wife was stunned when she heard that one figure for the minimum investment threshold. She had thought of utilizing the private money above her hand to make a proper investment, but she had not expected it to go against her wishes.

She couldn’t help but blurt out, “100 million yen is too much!”

“Not much, not much. Before long, it will be at least a billion yen to start with. After another three to five years, it will be at least 10 billion yen to start with.” Although Masayoshi Kishimoto’s head was giddy, the words were not false.

If the owner’s wife hadn’t heard the two billion yen investment, she would have felt in her heart that the other party was bragging.

She had been running this high-class Japanese restaurant for many years, and had seen many different kinds of people. The people who came to her store, even though they had a certain status and position in society, would still be bragging.

“I still have something to do, so I’ll take my leave.” Masayoshi Kishimoto shifted his footsteps a little to the left and took the initiative to walk around her towards the front. He was also walking a bit to the east, not quite steady.

The boss’s wife was only able to watch the other party disappear before her eyes.100 million yen in cash was simply too much for her to take out.

The Asian financial turmoil in RB’s negative impact is getting smaller and smaller, business above also began to gradually rebound, but in the management of food and beverage is no longer lucrative than the opening of pachinko parlors.

After all, the people who dare to walk into a high-class restaurant are extremely few. Not only that, but there are times of the year when you can’t come every day.

Even for those who can afford to spend that kind of money, they would get tired of coming every day. The human nature of liking the new and loathing the old will think of changing the place, change the taste, change the freshness.

Pachinko is completely different. This kind of thing can not only let people come every day, but also make people addicted to it, in order to it is not willing to go to the loan sharks. For this reason, there are not a few people who have lost all their money and even committed suicide.

When have I ever heard of someone losing their family’s money and committing suicide because of it? Not only does Japanese cuisine represent a unique Japanese culture, but pachinko also represents a unique Japanese culture.

There is no other country in the world where pachinko culture is as ubiquitous as in RB, where pachinko has been personalized and incorporated into anime, movies and more.

Some of these pachinko are from “Saint Seiya”, “Doraemon”, and Mako from “Spellbound”. ……

The most common thing you’ll see is a steel ball for 4 yen, and if you don’t hit the jackpot, you’ll only be able to play for about 4 to 5 minutes for 1,000 yen. This can be seen, pachinko how to come to money, and can be a restaurant store can be compared to?