Chapter 413: Chinese Szechuan Cuisine

At seven o’clock in the evening, Masayoshi Kishimoto knocked on Maki Iwasaki’s door with a large bouquet of flowers in his hands. The person who opened the door for him was naturally not Iwasaki Maki herself, but one of her maids.

Masayoshi Kishimoto was personally led by the maid for a long distance before he was brought to Maki Iwasaki’s face. He took the initiative to walk up to the other party and present the large bouquet of flowers in his hand.

Iwasaki Maki had a time of less than ten seconds after receiving it, and smoothly transferred it to the hands of his personal maid.

“Dinner is already prepared. Just waiting for you to be seated.” Iwasaki Maki smiled.

Kishimoto Masashi of course understood that for this to be able to walk into someone’s home as a guest, it meant that the relationship between the two parties was extraordinary. If it was a woman, then it would be even less easy.

Masayoshi Kishimoto did not think too much inside his head. With his knowledge of Iwasaki Maki, it wouldn’t be as simple as just having dinner between the two.

The two sat down facing each other in a dining room. Although the table was long, it wasn’t that one sat at the head and the other at the end. They were seated in the center.

One thing that surprised Masayoshi Kishimoto was that the cold dishes on the table were Chinese Szechuan food. He felt more and more that things could not be simple.

“I heard that you like Chinese Szechuan food, so I specially invited a famous Chinese Szechuan chef from Tokyo to cook it at home. I don’t know if he made it authentic enough for your taste?” Iwasaki Maki said lightly.

“You’re not afraid of spicy?” Masashi Kishimoto laughed a little to carry on the response.

“Chinese Szechuan cuisine is all about spicy, fresh and flavorful dishes. This truly authentic Chinese Szechuan cuisine is not all about spiciness.” Maki Iwasaki narrated in a cloudy manner.

“Looks like you know a lot about it!” Masashi Kishimoto knew that she wasn’t wrong. This was something that even the vast majority of Sichuanese were not aware of. Sichuan cuisine was not “red” spicy.

Over time, modern people, especially young people, have come to love its spicy flavor. People all over the world who like spicy food will naturally like Chinese Sichuan cuisine very easily.

Spicy is a feeling of self-mutilation, making the tongue feel hot and spicy, resulting in the production of dopamine inside the brain to bring a sense of pleasure.

It’s no surprise that even a lot of Japanese people love the spiciness of Chinese Szechuan food. They’ve long been fans of typical Szechuan food like mapo tofu and spicy hot pot.

“I didn’t know anything about this originally, but that one Chinese Szechuan chef told me on purpose. I know that your favorite drink among Chinese liquor is Wuliangye.

This is something that I won’t be able to drink with you.” While telling the truth, Iwasaki Maki raised her hand and asked the maid waiting on the side to pour him a drink.

Masayoshi Kishimoto crossed his fingers, appeared to be very relaxed and leaned his back on the top of the chair, and first poked through the layer of windowpaper between the two that was as thin as a cicada’s wing and said, “I’m afraid that you’re receiving me in such a high profile, not just for a dinner!”

“Originally, I was thinking that after eating with you, we would have a good chat. Since you already can’t wait to find out, then I’ll make it happen for you.” Iwasaki Maki smiled sweetly and said.

As soon as he spoke, he once again raised his right hand to make a signaling gesture was for the rest of the people here to leave, leaving just the two of them.

Iwasaki Maki waited for her people to leave the restaurant and closed the door before she unhurriedly smiled like a flower and said, “Do me a favor!”

“It would be an honor for me to be able to do something for Maki-sama. If it’s something I can do for you, I’ll definitely be obligated to do it. On the contrary, I can’t help.” Masayoshi Kishimoto did not give his words a complete death sentence, leaving room for maneuver.

“There is a politician who not only needs to advertise, but also needs votes. Since he has such a need, shouldn’t we support the other party’s ambitions? It’s also more convenient to have such a person standing in the foreground doing our errands and advocating for us, isn’t it.” Maki Iwasaki spoke bluntly.

Masashi Kishimoto understood that advertising was naturally related to TV Tokyo. Without a nod from himself, this would be a bad thing for her to do.

He and Iwasaki Maki each owned 50% of the shares of Hard Gold Media, which meant that he was one of the major shareholders of TV Tokyo.

Japanese politicians traditionally needed to advertise to get votes. Not many of the common people really care about what political ideas this person puts forward.

They are too busy working to make money and survive to care about this stuff. The exception is the students, because they still believe in democracy as taught in school.

In fact, it’s pretty much the same old thing all over again. Just like what he had read in his previous life in “Entertainment to Death”, politics is also a kind of entertainment show.

Things like this have been going on in the United States for a long time. The propaganda role of television stations is something that no politician can afford to ignore. A politician who can use TV stations for propaganda must have a national character.

In Japan, politicians at the local level go around with a loudspeaker or with a tweeter in their car.

In addition to that, they put up posters with their pictures in many places to attract attention, organize a special campaign team to work, and so on. As for the purpose, it is just to make a good impression so that people will vote for them.

In a capitalist country, the reason why politicians need to move closer to the capitalists is to seek support. This requires not only political contributions to their campaigns, but also other resources at their disposal.

The media is one of those things that is very important to them. It’s also a particularly costly thing to do in politics. Of course, it is also a high-risk, high-reward investment.

For this reason, also let Kishimoto justice recalled the previous life of his high school textbook politics book above learned a story, Rockefeller Jr. wanted to run for the president of the United States, so wrote to his father to ask for money.

Rockefeller Sr. wrote back in his own handwriting, saying, “Son, ballots are too expensive, so don’t buy them if you can. The other party was already making it clear enough.

The buying in his words was not, of course, buying directly from the voters with money, but another way of euphemistically spending money to buy votes. For example, how much is promised to the United Steelworkers and how much more to the National Teamsters Union ……

As mentioned in “Entertainment to the Death,” a father and son are watching politicians battle it out on TV. The son asks his father, which one are we going to vote for? The father says to the son that they are both assholes.

The son didn’t understand, so he asked why we should choose one of them. The father replied, because one of them can represent the interests of our class and be a voice.