Chapter 231 A Little Story

On this day, Masayoshi Kishimoto appeared in the VIP room of the Tokyo Fuchu Racecourse. In addition to himself, there were Takayuki Nanno, Kazuya Takahashi, and the Sakai sisters.

Tokyo Racecourse is a racecourse located in Fuchu City, Tokyo, Japan, commonly known as the Fuchu Racecourse. It is one of the central racecourses under the Central Japan Racing Association.

On days when there are no races, the museum is open for public viewing. The racecourse has 13,750 seats and can accommodate 223,000 spectators.

As soon as Sakai Mirei walked into the VIP room, she couldn’t help but to walk over to the floor-to-ceiling glass window to get a panoramic view of the racecourse from above. She exclaimed, “So spectacular.”

“The spectacular is yet to come. When the racehorses run, it’s very easy to get the blood boiling and adrenaline pumping faster.” Takahashi Kazuya Xu walked over to her side and stopped down, overlooking the racecourse in the mansion while explaining.

“Kazuya-chan, are you planning to gamble?” Sakai Mirei sidled up to him and said.

“There are only two types of people who come to the racecourse, one with the mindset of traveling and sightseeing, and the other who come specifically to gamble.

The former has a small percentage, while the latter has a large percentage. As the saying goes, coming to the racetrack without betting a couple times is the same as not having been here.” Takahashi Kazuya said greatly.

Sakai Meiling once again turned her body’s to look at Kishimoto Masayoshi and said, “Brother Masayoshi, you must be betting as well.”

“Although there’s no racehorse called Black Lightning of mine out for the race, it doesn’t prevent small bets from being played.” Masayoshi Kishimoto said as he sat on top of the long sofa inside the VIP room.

“Then there’s no need to ask Takayuki-brother, it’s definitely time to gamble.” Sakai Mirei blurted out.

“That’s so unleveled of you to say. I don’t call it gambling, I call it releasing pent up work stress from amongst entertainment.” Nanno Takayuki chuckled.

“What about you, sister?” Sakai Meiling asked one by one.

“I have no money.” Sakai Rie replied bluntly.

“It’s good that you don’t gamble. You can take your time here, enjoying the red wine, savoring the specialties here, as well as killing time. Of course, it’s equally fine if you want to have a couple puffs of cigar smoke.” Masayoshi Kishimoto looked over to her, who was sitting on the right side beside him, and took the initiative to also grab one of her small hands, smiling slightly.

Sakai Rie did not retract the small hand that he held, and said nonchalantly, “It’s really rare that both Kazuya and Takayuki didn’t even bring a woman.”

“It is precisely because you are here today that they have both become restrained.” Masayoshi Kishimoto said with a growing smile.

“Come on less. What kind of people are each and every one of you, don’t I know in my heart?” Sakai Rie said in disbelief.

Nanno Takayuki interjected in a serious manner, “What women to bring on what occasions, for men, that’s all very specific. On a day like today and coming to such a top-notch place, I, along with Kazuya, have dipped into the light of justice.

Otherwise, I’m afraid it would be difficult to walk into a VIP room in this lifetime. And how could we possibly bring those less relevant women here?”

“Everything depends on the occasion. What does this show? You and Meiling, not only do you have a great presence in Justice’s mind, but you’re also inside our little circle.” Takahashi Kazuya turned his back to face Sakai Rie.

“After the two of you said that, it reminds me of a short story that really happened. Want to hear it?” Masayoshi Kishimoto said with interest.

“I want to hear it, I want to hear it.” Sakai Mirei was the first to make a response saying.

“You can tell it if you want to!” Sakai Rie said with a display of indifference.

Masayoshi Kishimoto said slowly and methodically, “Craigslist is a relatively famous community-based website in the United States, where users can post information about what they are looking to buy or sell for free.

Recently, an American MM has appeared on the financial section of the website and published a marriage announcement, not a millionaire, which attracted a lot of attention, choosing to publish a marriage announcement on the financial section, it can be seen that the MM is still after careful consideration.

Compared with other sections, the financial section is more likely to meet the ideal senior gold collar or rich people. The American MM describes herself as 25 years old, very pretty, the kind of stunningly pretty, elegant and tasteful, and wants to marry a man who earns 500,000 U.S. dollars a year. You may say I’m greedy, but in New York a salary of $1 million a year is considered middle class, and I’m not really asking for much.

Are there any men on this board who make more than $500,000 a year? Are you all married? I would like to ask you all a question, how do I marry a rich man like you?

The richest of the men I’ve dated only made $250,000 a year, and that seems to be my upper limit. A salary of $250,000 a year is not enough to live in an upscale residential neighborhood west of Center Park in New York City. I’m here to ask for advice in good faith. There are a couple specific questions:

One, where do rich singles typically spend their time? (Please list the names and full addresses of bars, restaurants, and gyms.)

Two, what age group should I aim for?

III. Why do some rich men’s wives look mediocre? I’ve seen some girls who look like plain water, with nothing attractive about them, but they manage to marry into rich families. Whereas the bewitching beauties in singles bars have little luck.

Fourth, how do you decide who gets to be a wife and who only gets to be a girlfriend? (I’m aiming for marriage now.) .”

“Are you trying to make a point? Are you implying that I’m not worthy of being your wife? Because I’m the type of very good-looking, well-spoken, tasteful girl you’re talking about.” Sakai Rie suddenly just said with a small face.

“See! You’re overly concerned aren’t you.” Masayoshi Kishimoto corrected.

“Brother Justice, don’t say half the words! What happened afterward?” Sakai Misuzu said with great interest in wanting to hear the whole story.

“Your sister is upset. I’d better not tell it!” Masayoshi Kishimoto feigned a difficult look and said.

“Don’t pay attention to my sister’s psycho. Just tell it!” Sakai Meiling urged up.

Masayoshi Kishimoto pretended to look at Rie Sakai with a helpless expression and said, “It was your own sister who told me to continue. If you want to blame her, you can only blame her, but don’t put the blame on my head.”

“You’re the one who started the whole thing in the first place. Have you been planning this for a long time, and are you taking this opportunity today to tell me about it?” Sakai Rie said expressionlessly.

“Nuts.” Masayoshi Kishimoto couldn’t help but blurt out as well.

“Justice was just telling a little story. Why should you take it seriously, Rie? If he really wants to dump you, then what can you do to him?

The fact that Justice openly brought you to an occasion like this is a good indication that you are his fianc茅e and will be his wife in the future.” Nanno Takayuki persuaded.

“Who says I have to marry him in the future?” Rie Sakai stiffened her mouth.

“Other than a man with a heart as wide as the ocean like me, there won’t be another man who can put up with your neurotic bad temper. If you don’t believe me, you can absolutely ask Kazuya and Takayuki right now.” Masayoshi Kishimoto stifled a fit of giggles and said.

“Tell me, you two, do I have a bad temper?” Rie Sakai even went on to ask Takayuki Nanno and Kazuya Takahashi in earnest.

Takahashi and Kazuya and Minamino Takayuki instantly showed silence. The two of them were tight-lipped and did not answer.