Chapter 613 Drinking All Night

Masayoshi Kishimoto drove Rie Sakai back home. His lack of intention to get out of the car was shown to her saying, “It’s so late, are you planning to go there again?”

“Didn’t I personally promise to buy Kazuya Takahashi a drink in front of tens of thousands of employees at the company’s annual event?

As the chairman, I naturally have to keep my word. Tonight, just go to bed early, we’ll be drinking all night.” Masayoshi Kishimoto said bluntly.

“You guys are really just going to drink? There’s no thought of coming up with some other activities?” Rie Sakai said not quite believing it.

“Let’s simply go together.” Masayoshi Kishimoto looked at her with a serious face and said bluntly.

“I’m not going to stay up all night with you guys! If I don’t think about my own skin, I have to think properly about the child inside my belly.” Rie Sakai refused without hesitation.

“You’ve worked hard.” Masayoshi Kishimoto said with a smile or not.

“Don’t bother with you. Drink less alcohol, don’t always like to pick up your glass and have to drink with them to the end. You’re not a person, but a family man.” Sakai Rie gave him a heartfelt reminder saying.

Masayoshi Kishimoto knew that when a woman truly loved a man, she would inevitably become loopy, “I know, I know.”

“I was afraid you wouldn’t know.” Sakai Rie said seriously.

Masayoshi Kishimoto stopped speaking. If the two of them continued to fight back and forth like this, it would be endless. Kazuya Takahashi and the others were still waiting for themselves inside one of the clubs they frequented.

Rie Sakai demanded that he get out of the car saying, “You’ll take a cab over there to meet up with your foxy friends, thus eliminating your return from drunk driving.”

Masayoshi Kishimoto responded with an “okay” and had to leave the car at home. As soon as he headed out alone, he heard Rie Sakai say loudly behind him, “Be safe on the road.”

“Got it.” Without looking back, Masayoshi Kishimoto raised his waving right hand high in the air and said.

He was indeed taking a cab and heading directly to his destination. Besides Kazuya Takahashi, there were Takayuki Minamino, Ryui Miyazaki, and Ryosuke Natsume.

As for Yamaguchi Katsuhei, who was of a certain age, he had adopted the life of an elderly person ahead of time, going to bed early and waking up early for good health. He himself has recently become obsessed with raising his body again.

Drinking all night long, although there is such a one in the Japanese culture, but the most enthusiastic group, certainly still the majority of young people.

What’s more, Yamaguchi Katsudaira knew that his value was his loyalty to Kishimoto Masayoshi and his ability to create a lot of value for the company.

The rest of it was just small matters. If one did not want to participate, the boss would neither force nor take offense.

Justice Kishimoto arrived at the place and paid the fare before getting out of the cab. He walked straight into this membership-based high-class club.

When he walked into the large luxury room, they had already started drinking. Under the catalyst of alcohol, the words also became a lot more than inside the weekdays.

“What are you guys chatting about? So happy.” Justice Kishimoto blurted out.

“I’m laughing at Kazuya. He originally had a Toyota, but it was invalidated by your characterization. I’m still entrusting Kazuya with this drink tonight.” Takayuki Nanno joked.

“You must drink as much as you want, and make sure you help me get back that Toyota I lost.” Kazuya Takahashi picked up on that.

“I’m afraid that if I drink as much as I want, I’ll only be able to drink back four wheels from Justice for you.” Takayuki Nanno laughed his head off and said.

“No, your drink the engine back for me.” Kazuya Takahashi feigned seriousness as he said.

“I can’t. You might as well get Ryousuke to help you! He’s a good drinker, no less, and he’s a former Japanese government official by trade.” Takayuki Nanno shrugged it off.

“There is no direct correlation between what you say and my ability to drink well. I’m a person who doesn’t have any other hobbies, and I have no interest in women.

First of all, for the record, I’m not gay. Secondly, not many Japanese women have a sense of chastity these days. The last thing is that, inside the weekdays, I do like to drink alcohol.” Natsume Ryousuke explained.

“You guys let go and drink. Let’s not talk about a Toyota, even a Lamborghini, it doesn’t matter. I’ll drink all night with you guys. You guys have also worked hard this year. I’ll reward you guys properly.” Justice Kishimoto calmly said.

The people inside this private room were either some of the executives of the Hard Gold Group or some of Masayoshi Kishimoto’s close friends. Inside the females, there was the Administrative Minister, Ota Hidetora, and the head of the secretary’s office, Yamada Mirai.

The rest of the crowd was all male. Once they started to joke, they also had their usual dirty jokes, not treating Oda Fei Tori and Yamada Mirai as women at all.

They had long since gotten used to it. Both of them were as clear as a mirror, the fact that they were able to qualify to appear here represented a kind of recognition by the chairman.

How many people within the entire Hard Gold Group wanted to join them and could not. They would not feel bored at all.

If they didn’t like staying in the private rooms, there was a disco with loud music on the first floor downstairs, a karaoke room on the second floor downstairs, and a spa, sauna, and massage on the third floor downstairs.

If the stomach if hungry, senior sushi and so on is also everything can be sent to your front. This is a kind of life enjoyment.

Moreover, their half-yearly awards have been handed. Each of them is satisfied. They are in a happy mood, the money inside their pockets is bulging, resulting in the whole person’s state of mind is completely different, very good, drink up the wine to be a lot more ferocious than in the weekdays.

“You usually have a little conflict at work, then you can take the opportunity of the current drinking to drink each other down.” Justice Kishimoto straightened up and said.

“Then if I have a problem with you, Chairman, can’t I also drink you down?” Kazuya Takahashi said with a smirk.

“That depends on whether or not you’re so capable. Don’t ever let me kill you back.” Masayoshi Kishimoto similarly laughed and said.

“I’ll give it up.” Takahashi Kazuya took out one of the auras that he should have and said.

“See! He’s still holding a grudge against you for that Toyota.” Takayuki Nanno joked.

“Fair enough. How about this! I’ll give Kazuya another chance. If he alone can drink me down, then I’ll make up for it by giving him another Toyota.

On the contrary, if he can’t drink me down, but is instead drunk by me. Let him give me a Toyota automobile.” Justice Kishimoto said quickly.

“How can I calculate this one account and feel like I’m the one losing out?” Takahashi Kazuya dropped his head and said.

“That’s not the point you’re making, but rather the point is that you can’t hold your liquor as well as Justice. Of course, if you don’t admit defeat, you can fight.

I’ll open a betting board here. If Justice wins, the odds are 1:1, and if Kazuya wins, the odds are 1:10, so if you’re interested, you’ll want to place your bets now.” Nanno Takayuki said with great interest.