Chapter 354 Lingyin Temple

Justice Kishimoto was a man of understanding. He knew that the root of the Chinese local government’s enthusiasm for real estate projects lay in the tax-sharing system.

Two-thirds of the tax revenue, or the good part, was taken by the central government. The local government is left with only one-third of the taxes that are not collected well. The localities also need to develop their own economies, so naturally there is no shortage of money.

It is not easy for the “son” to ask the “father” for money. Therefore, the local government to let the land use rights is the best way to make up for the financial channels. This can only be rented, can not be sold, that is, at the beginning of the founding of the country has a clear, socialist country’s land is owned by the state.

“Let’s not go to the hotel first, let’s go to Lingyin Temple.” Masayoshi Kishimoto told the way plainly.

Yamada Mirai immediately gave the head of the Hangzhou office sitting on top of the head car was to go a phone call, and accurately conveyed the chairman’s meaning.

The other party after understanding, directly told the driver to know. The caravan changed the route to the downtown hotel, running to the Lingyin Temple and traveled.

When they arrived at the place, the car first stabilized, followed by Masayoshi Kishimoto’s car’s backseat door being pulled open. He stepped out of the car with a sideways glance.

As soon as he landed on his feet, he saw a large plaque with the three Chinese characters “Lingyin Temple” hanging above the main entrance of the temple.

At this time, as a Japanese interpreter, Li Yan hurriedly walked to the left side of Masayoshi Kishimoto and said: “Lingyin Temple, also known as Yunlin Temple, is one of the five mountains of Zen Buddhism in Jiangnan. Chairman you come here so devoutly, I think you must also be a believer in Buddhism.”

Masayoshi Kishimoto said bluntly, “No, I am an atheist. The reason I wanted to come here to walk around and look around is that I know a legendary story about Lingyin Temple.”

“This must be the legendary story of the living Buddha Jigong. Jigong, formerly known as Li Xiuyuan, Huyin, Dharma name Daoji, a native of Yongning Village, Tiantai County, Zhejiang Province, was a senior monk of the Southern Song Dynasty, and was honored as the Living Buddha Jigong by later generations.

Jigong knows Chinese medicine, for the people to cure a lot of difficult and complicated diseases. He was fond of fighting for injustice, restraining people’s criticism and saving people’s lives.

His virtues of helping the poor and needy, eliminating violence, recognizing the good and punishing the evil, etc., have left a unique and beautiful impression in people’s minds.

Lingyin Temple is the place where monk Daoji sat down and ascended to heaven. Legend has it that after he ascended to heaven, he was named the Dragon Subduing Lohan by Buddha. Another theory is that Monk Daoji was originally reincarnated as the Dragon Bucking Lohan and descended to earth.” Li Yan spoke eloquently.

“Teacher Li, you know quite a lot. Could it be that you don’t not feel that being a teacher is a waste of time?” Masayoshi Kishimoto said unhurriedly as he walked towards the front surrounded by the crowd.

“Chairman, I don’t quite understand this one meaning of yours?” Li Yan did not know for a moment whether he was praising himself or taunting himself and said.

“Ancient Chinese readers all strive to become officials through the imperial examinations. Being a teacher, that was often a matter of last resort. Only desperate people who failed would teach.

Since the reform and opening up of mainland China in 1978, although becoming an official is no longer the only goal of the readers as enthusiastic as in the past, but the business is hot.

If Mr. Li is willing, he might as well find a position in my hard gold group. I dare guarantee that this annual income above is definitely several times more than what you have now.” Masayoshi Kishimoto did not mean to be sarcastic when he said.

“Thank you, Chairman, for your kind words. I like teaching.” Li Yan said with a slight hesitation.

“Why do all of you who are teachers like to say things like that. Liking teaching, not necessarily! I’m not joking, you might as well seriously consider it instead.” Justice Kishimoto calmly said.

Not only Li Yan, but also the rest of the people did not understand what kind of medicine the chairman was selling inside his gourd. If it was love at first sight, there was simply no such possibility.

As far as Li Yan’s appearance was concerned, even with makeup, she was very ordinary. The body is not slim and graceful. In terms of internal or educational qualifications, in Yamada Mirai’s group, she wasn’t much of a person.

Masayoshi Kishimoto and the rest of the group walked into the Jeet Kune Door. Even if he was an atheist, he still understood a Chinese custom of what it meant to enter a temple and burn incense.

Therefore, he not only had people buy joss sticks and candles, but also donated some money to the Lingyin Temple. This generous, immediately someone will notify the temple abbot monk.

This then, once informed by others that the giver who entered the temple to burn incense was not an ordinary Chinese, but a Japanese plutocrat, would immediately not be slack and would directly give VIP.

“The abbot of this temple has invited the giver to his chamber for tea.” A young monk appeared in front of Masayoshi Kishimoto’s eyes, folding his hands and saying.

“Since you’ve entered the temple, then you should also pay your respects! It’s not likely that the spirit has really blessed you all.” Before leaving, Masayoshi Kishimoto confided with a smile on his face.

Li Yan took three steps to follow, but Masayoshi Kishimoto raised his hand to indicate that she did not need to follow. Thus, alone, he followed the young monk towards the abbot’s residence.

Li Yan was puzzled and blurted out, “Without me acting as an interpreter beside the chairman, how can he communicate with the Abbot and the monk?”

“According to you Chinese, divine communication.” Yamada Mirai clearly knew that the chairman was able to speak fluent Chinese, but deliberately did not say anything to break the word.

Li Yan had to start brainstorming on her own. One spoke Japanese and the other spoke Chinese, wasn’t that a chicken and duck conversation? Even if both of them made some gestures, neither of them would understand what each of them was trying to express.

Most importantly, Buddhist prophecies are difficult for even ordinary people to understand. Such a foreigner would be even less likely to understand its profound meaning.

“Koizumi san, you’ve been in China for a while. Is there anything good to eat in Hangzhou?” Yamada Mirai didn’t have the heart to look at the clay statues in front of her.

“There are quite a few delicious Chinese dishes. One of the most famous is the West Lake Vinegar Fish. The next most famous is the West Lake Vinegar Fish, followed by Longjing Shrimp, Ding Sheng Cake, Katayakawa, Scallion Buns, Dongpo Pork, Lotus Root Vermicelli, Fish Dumplings in Clear Soup, Cat’s Ears, and Sugar Cinnamon Flower, among others. After the meal, with a cup of West Lake Longjing, that naturally makes it very enjoyable.” Koizumi Kotaro introduced.

“Hearing you say that, you haven’t enjoyed it much!” Yamada Mirai said bluntly.

“I spent all my own money.” Koizumi Kotaro said with a sudden nervousness.

“I didn’t say you were spending public money on food and drink. Now, if I were to transfer you back to Japan to work, I’m afraid you wouldn’t even want to do that!” Yamada Mirai couldn’t help but laugh and said.

“Not at all. Although the Hangzhou office is nowhere near as busy as the other offices, it’s only temporary. Since the chairman personally came here, it means that he himself is very optimistic about the investment environment here.

I believe that our workload will also increase in the near future.” Koizumi Kotaro seemed to understand what she meant to say.

“I think it’s your weight that increases!” Yamada Mirai said with an unchanging smile.