Chapter 212 – Mysterious Man (Revised)

At three o’clock in the afternoon, the mysterious man wearing an antique western bowler hat and holding a civilized stick on top of his right hand was the second time he appeared in front of Masayoshi Kishimoto.

Last time, his appearance was to invest more than two billion yen in himself. The Hard Gold Group did not exist yet, there was only Hard Gold Capital Corporation.

Nowadays, Kishimoto Masayoshi had rolled the other party’s money up to nearly eight billion yen. He faced the old gentleman in front of him who had quite a faction and temperament, but could not help but still be a little ashamed of himself.

After all, there are things that don’t follow with money, that need to be deposited over time. This is all cultivated from a young age to receive all kinds of inculcation.

The mysterious man was in no hurry to just sit down and blurted out, “Can I smoke?”

“Help yourself.” Masayoshi Kishimoto sat on top of his own presidential throne and gestured with his right hand towards the glass ashtray placed on top of the solid wood coffee table.

The mysterious man unscrewed the ivory tip of his civilized stick and poured out a fine Cuban cigar hidden inside.

He skillfully unwrapped the cigar, took out the cigar cutter from the left side of his jacket pocket, and cut off the sharp end of the cigar.

His right hand put down the cigar cutter on top of the wooden coffee table, and his left hand took out the special lighter to light the cigar from his right jacket pocket.

The mystery man pressed the switch on the lighter and blue flames shot out instantly. Holding the cigar cigarette with the end cut off in his left hand, he slowly made a clockwise rotation closer to the flame.

In a short time’s work, he released the index finger of his right hand that was holding down the switch of the lighter. His left hand took the lit cigar smoke was sent into his mouth to take two puffs and slowly exhaled the smoke again.

“You are more than a million times more powerful than your dad. In the beginning, your father took the initiative to find me, and borrowed a sum of money from me, and only then did the Kishimoto family’s pachinko parlor in Ueno, Taito District, take shape.

He spent most of his life accumulating assets of only one or two billion yen. You used that money to make an investment, and in a short period of time, you doubled it hundreds of times.

I’m really impressed. You’ve managed to make this current company thrive in two to three years, so you’ve really demonstrated extraordinary talent.” The mysterious man said without heat or cold.

Masayoshi Kishimoto believed that the other party was definitely not looking for himself to say these idle words. At first, when he had personally called to tell the other party that he had earned several billion yen, he had only responded with an “I see” and was done with it. He didn’t come to pay a personal visit like he did today.

“If you need to withdraw money, then I’ll write you a check right here.” Masayoshi Kishimoto said bluntly.

“No need. I’m not looking for you for anything above investment, but only to invite you to visit my horse farm on Saturday mornings this week. If there is a horse you see and like, I will give it to you.” The mysterious man said bluntly.

“I’m not interested in horses.” Masayoshi Kishimoto, on the one hand, in the spirit of not getting anything for nothing, and on the other hand, was being truthful, said.

“As a human man, you can be uninterested in golf, but you can’t be uninterested in horses. You want to enter the top class, then you must know something about horses.

Only if you become a horse owner, then you will be able to become a member of the horse club and have an exclusive VIP room inside the racecourse. You’ll only be able to meet more friends when you go further.” The mysterious man introduced.

“If I own a supercar, a private yacht and a private jet in the future, won’t it still mean that I’ve stepped into the top society?”

Masayoshi Kishimoto was more or less aware that the wealthy middle class in Japan were all able to afford to play golf. Therefore, golf was not considered an aristocratic sport in Japan, nor did it reveal the status of the upper class.

Tokyo is a cosmopolitan city by the sea, so the rich upper class must have at least one private yacht. It would be even better to have a private airplane.

“Supercars, private yachts and private airplanes are all toys for the rich. A real Japanese gentleman, even if he owns these things you mentioned, he won’t show them off.

A horse is a must for a Japanese gentleman. On top of that, you have to be able to ride and understand horses.” The mysterious man said slowly.

“Give me a reason why I have to do what you say?” Justice Kishimoto said in disbelief.

“You want to get into the top class, then these are the things you have to do. It’s not that you can enter the top class once your company gets bigger.

Unless you stop here and stubbornness, then consider it all as if I hadn’t said anything.” The mysterious man said as he clouded the cigar smoke in his hand.

“We’ve only met twice as of today. Even if you and my dad are friends from the past, it doesn’t mean that you and I will necessarily get along.

I don’t even know your last name.” Justice Kishimoto said without adding to the number of times he had met the other man who had said he had even been hugged when he was a child.

The mysterious man said calmly, “Since you want to know my name so badly, I’ll tell you. My name is Eisuke Iwasaki.”

“Then why did you have to invite me to your horse farm?” Justice Kishimoto asked without understanding.

“Because I for one appreciate talented young people the most. I am more than happy to assist talented young people to go farther and stand taller. The future of Japan depends on talented young people like you.” Iwasaki Eisuke smiled without a care in the world.

For a moment, Masayoshi Kishimoto couldn’t tell whether his words were true or not. However, there was one thing that he was certain of, that the other party was not only not short of money, but was also not generally rich.

Not only was he receiving eight billion yen from him, but he had also learned from him that he had a horse farm. This horse farm inside the horse is definitely a racehorse, can’t be a meat horse.

A racehorse, the price of that price is completely no less than the price of a supercar. Supercars can also be taken out to show off, wind speed to attract the attention of others.

Horse racing is a different thing. In addition to this in a specific circle, who will buy it? Who would know about it?

“Saturday morning this week, I hope you don’t forget.” Iwasaki Eisuke said seriously.

After he finished speaking, he slowly stood up and rose to his feet without collecting the things he had placed on top of the coffee table. He held the civilization stick in one hand, the other was holding a cigar smoke, and with a step under his feet he walked away with a sideways turn.

Masayoshi Kishimoto couldn’t help but think in his heart that in the eyes of others, he already belonged to a different category. This man called Iwasaki Eisuke was the alternative in his eyes.

Kishimoto Masayoshi stroked his jaw with his right hand, and all kinds of thoughts started inside his head. Was he going, or not?