Chapter 142: The Deal

Release Date: 2024-07-21 10:30:43
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After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, the atmosphere inside the private room became better and better. Rie Sakai and Mrs. Suzuki even talked about family matters.

“President Kishimoto’s Hard Gold Capital Corporation is making a name for itself in this area of our Taito District.” Prof. Suzuki officially started the most important topic of the night saying.

“Professor Suzuki, any investment intentions?” Justice Kishimoto said bluntly.

“I’m a poor teacher, I don’t have a few spare dollars saved up. Even if there are a few loose silver pieces in hand, they are for the future retirement of me and my inner son.

Now, I took out a thirty-five year loan to buy a 60 square meter commercial house in Taitung District, and I still haven’t paid off the bank loan.

When I took out the loan to buy the house, I was unlucky enough to catch the Japanese economic bubble. Now, not only the economic bubble burst, but also the Asian financial turmoil.

This real estate above is already let me lose a lot of money, dropped 85%. Sell, and do not dare to sell. Even if you want to pick up cheap want to buy, investment real estate, but also do not have that money.”

Prof. Suzuki is not crying poor at all, and there is even a little bit of bragging. In a place like Tokyo, where land is so expensive, it is too normal for an ordinary family of three or four people to live in a house of thirty or fifty square meters.

This from the bank loan thirty-five years to buy a house situation, but also the basic life of the average Japanese wage earners, not idol Japanese drama inside that kind of living condition.

He has long learned that the minimum investment threshold of hard gold capital is 100 million yen, although the university professor, but one-time can not come out so much money.

His own mind is, even if he does not have that one free money to do investment, but also hope to be able to get acquainted with each other such a strong No. 1 person, quite a kind of and the tycoon to be a friend of the foot rush.

Plus, his own ancestral roots are not rich, just from an ordinary working-class family. In his birth era, not only did he catch the golden thirty years of the Japanese economy, but also the baby boom.

It was rare for a couple to have three or five children in an average Japanese family. Even families with seven or eight children were not uncommon.

As for his wife, he met her on a blind date arranged by his parents. At that time, most people still accepted this type of marriage.

Japanese society is very hierarchical, and at the time of the first marriage, it was often the case that a man of whatever class would find a woman of whatever class. Otherwise, there would be no such thing as a man from Hong Kong only looking for a woman from Hong Kong, and a woman from Hong Kong only marrying a man from Hong Kong.

Before Masayoshi Kishimoto came here, he had read the average annual income of professors at national universities published by the Ministry of Education, Culture, Sports, Science and Technology.

It was using the University of Tokyo in Japan as an example! Those who didn’t know the inside story thought that all Japanese professors had high incomes. In fact, it’s not like that at all.

The average age of professors is 56.2 years old, and the average annual salary is 11.72 million yen (about 770,000 yuan). It is not much different from the income level of professors in other national universities!

Such a salary is basically equivalent to the salary level of a minister in a private listed company. It just means that the private listed companies, not the real sense of the well-known large-scale enterprises such as Toyota, Panasonic, Sony and so on.

In Japan, there are many private listed companies, large and small. Therefore, the difference between a minister of a privately listed company and a minister of a privately listed company is still very large.

However, those Japanese who were able to cross the ten million dollar threshold in annual income were properly categorized into the elite class.

“Professor Suzuki, I heard that you also have an only daughter who also graduated from Tokyo University of the Arts.” Justice Kishimoto calmly said.

“Our couple is exactly worried about our daughter’s matter. She had to go down the path of being an artist, so she organized a small concert for solo violin. But ……” Prof. Suzuki deliberately didn’t finish his sentence, intending to want to see what the other party had to say.

Masayoshi Kishimoto belongs to a man who can understand a little, and can not hear that the other party this is toward his own opening the price of the deal?

He originally thought that Prof. Suzuki was trying to get himself to be more accommodating, so that he could lower the minimum threshold for investment, but he didn’t expect things to be like this. For himself, it was even simpler and easier instead.

“Professor Suzuki, do you think this is good? Should I buy the next hundred tickets, or just pack a show?” Masayoshi Kishimoto said with his personal agenda.

Mrs. Suzuki instantly looked at him in an unsettled manner and said, “You’re not joking with us, right?”

“Do you guys think I look like I’m joking with this one? Whether it’s the one hundred tickets I bought or the one time I directly chartered the venue, there will absolutely be people in the right place to enjoy your daughter’s performance.” Masayoshi Kishimoto said in a serious manner.

Professor Suzuki gently coughed towards his wife, accidentally telling her to pay more attention and not lose her temper. For that reason, Mrs. Suzuki realized her current somewhat out of character appearance.

“Tell me about your request?” Professor Suzuki saw that the other party was given a multiple choice question, and realized that there would definitely be other conditions in it Dao.

Masayoshi Kishimoto didn’t hide anything, “If it’s just a hundred tickets, I’ll be counting on Professor Suzuki’s help for Rie Sakai’s apprenticeship as a Western flutist at the Tokyo Symphony Orchestra.

If it’s a private show, I remember my fianc茅e has a minor in piano. She’ll be able to play a pairing with your daughter’s violin. It’s possible that this could be an opportunity to become a duo and release a music album or something later on.”

Of course Professor Suzuki could do the math; a ticket to a concert by a well-known musician would cost at least tens of thousands of yen. The cheapest student seats would cost several thousand yen.

For his own daughter’s small concert, even if he didn’t dare to compare it to a well-known musician, he had to not be able to go below the price of a student ticket for someone else on top of the pricing. Otherwise, even the cost of renting the venue would not make a profit.

He is clear, the scale of the above is only about two hundred people, but belongs to the daughter’s debut show, the first battle to make a name for themselves. Not to mention that he will also invite a lot of friends and family and industry insiders to attend.

He wanted to show his face in front of the other professors and leaders of the university, highlighting not only his daughter’s talent, but also his excellent social relations.

One hundred tickets would mean several hundred thousand yen. If they were to pack the theater, it would cost one or two million yen. The purpose of his daughter organizing three performances was to prevent others from gossiping about only one.

After Prof. Suzuki finished his consideration, the most tempting thing for him was to form a group and release another music album.

If he could really make it happen, he would have a brighter face and said, “Sakai is my student, and it would naturally be the best thing to be able to perform with my daughter. There are three concerts in total, can President Kishimoto buy a hundred tickets for each one?”

“No problem.” Masayoshi Kishimoto didn’t engage in one more necessary bargain with the other party even though he knew that he would have to pay more money. He picked up the small wine glass that was sitting on his own desktop and raised it, answering with a mouthful of promise.

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