Chapter 657 Crossing His Eyes

The time came around ten o’clock in the evening when Masayoshi Kishimoto’s cell phone rang. He took it out and saw that it was from Yamada Mirai, so he answered it. Everything was going according to plan, just as he had agreed with the other party beforehand.

After Masayoshi Kishimoto hung up the phone, Rie Sakai didn’t ask any questions and continued to eat her dinner with her knife and fork in hand. A few years ago, when she first came to Tokyo to study at the university, she had heard a local girl say that a good woman should be able to be taken out by a man to eat at a three-star Michelin restaurant once before she turned thirty, and that was success.

Rie Sakai no longer had the dreamy anticipation of Michelin restaurants. She had eaten at Michelin restaurants in Tokyo from one to three stars many times.

If you like it, then go there from time to time, and if you don’t like it, you won’t want to go there after you’ve been there once. This is completely unrelated to whether there is money or not.

Tonight, she had also all but chartered this three-star Michelin restaurant and had the chef himself do a cooking for herself and Masayoshi Kishimoto.

After a few more minutes, Masayoshi Kishimoto’s cell phone rang again. He took the cell phone and glanced at the caller ID on the screen, which was Yamada Mirai, and pressed the answer button.

Masayoshi Kishimoto continued to be concise and customary opening, “Speak.”

Yamada Mirai really did gush about something. The purpose of her extra mindfulness was that she expected the Chairman to turn on the hands-free function of her cell phone to deal with the Chairman’s wife.

Masayoshi Kishimoto waited for her to finish and hung up again. Instead of putting the phone back into his right pants pocket, he placed it directly on top of the dining table.

After another five minutes or so, his cell phone was ringing for the third time. He answered it, feigning a bit of an anxious expression.

Sakai Rie waited until he hung up the phone and put it down and said, “Tonight, you have a lot of phone calls.”

“There’s a little something going on over in the United States.” Masayoshi Kishimoto told a lie without changing his face or his heart and said.

“It really is true that things don’t happen over there in the U.S. sooner or later, and it just so happens that something happens tonight when you’re celebrating your thirtieth birthday, such a coincidence?” Sakai Rie said skeptically.

“Such a coincidence. I wouldn’t want to, not even serenely celebrate one of my own birthdays.” Masayoshi Kishimoto said as he looked into her eyes without deviating or avoiding them.

“From what you’re saying, you’re going back to the office?” Rie Sakai asked.

“There’s no way around it like that. I will accompany you to finish this meal before returning to the company. In the evening, there’s a chance that you won’t be back.” Masayoshi Kishimoto calmly said.

Sakai Rie was just about to say one more thing when his cell phone ringtone was rang again. Masayoshi Kishimoto knew that Mirai Yamada was reliable, so he put the phone on speakerphone.

To show his innocence, he said, “I’ll return to the office as soon as I’ve finished dinner with Rie.”

Sakai Rie suddenly reached out and took the cell phone that he had placed on the desktop into her hand, and asked bluntly, “Did something happen to your company in the United States?”

“Who are you?” Yamada Mirai feigned a serious tone and said.

“I’m your chairman’s wife, Rie Kishimoto.” Sakai Rie was stating while staring at Masayoshi Kishimoto’s facial expression.

“So it’s the chairman’s wife! There’s been a slight problem with our investment over in San Francisco, USA, and we need the chairman to decide personally.

The people in the San Francisco office are still waiting for the Chairman to return to the company to hear their phone calls. Should we invest more or not?

If this is an additional investment, how much should it be?” Yamada Mirai was also making up a set of falsehoods. She knew in her heart that it was all for the sake of perfunctory words from the chairman’s wife.

Such a serious matter, no one could stop it. As the chairman’s wife, it was all the more important to firmly support her husband’s cause without any hesitation.

Sakai Rie was instantly convinced, and the right hand that was holding his cell phone was reaching out to Kishimoto Masayoshi, “Here you go.”

Masayoshi Kishimoto took his own cell phone and roundly said, “I know. You tell them for me to stay calm. It’s nothing serious, the sky won’t fall.”

Yamada Mirai received that one clear code word of “I know” from the other party, and realized that she didn’t have to call the chairman’s cell phone every few minutes anymore.

“Understood.” Yamada Mirai said with a feigned seriousness.

Masayoshi Kishimoto hung up and once again put down the cell phone in his hand on top of the dining table. Without haste, he picked up his knife and fork again and began to continue eating.

“Since you have something urgent to take care of, then go ahead!” Sakai Rie was being quite understanding as she said.

“If I said I’d accompany you to finish your dinner, I’ll be sure to keep my word. I can’t afford to let you down for giving me this thirtieth birthday.” Masayoshi Kishimoto smiled.

“Your business is important.” Rie Sakai reminded.

“Don’t worry, I know it in my heart. If it’s really something particularly urgent, even if you don’t say this, I’ll still get up and leave.” Masayoshi Kishimoto said with an unchanged smile.

Sakai Rie no longer said more, after all, he neither understood nor could help much with his company’s matters. If he had said so, then nothing major would happen.

At the same time, Kishimoto Masayoshi was beautiful in his heart, I knew you would suspect me. Even the most cunning fox can’t escape the hunter’s gun.

The next place for his own transfer was Fujie Nao’s place. Tonight, he could not go home and was able to stay out all night again.

At this time, Fujie Nao had already prepared everything at home, just waiting for Masayoshi Kishimoto to come over. For the sake of tonight, she didn’t even go to the Firefly Club, but left it in the care of the foreman.

She was holding her cell phone in her hand, and there were times when she wanted to call Masayoshi Kishimoto to urge him. However, in the end, she didn’t dial the other party’s number.

Fujie Naoe knew that if he said something, he would do it. She was not worried that she would botch the personal call, after all, Masayoshi Kishimoto was a man with a family.

On this point, he had neither hidden from himself nor lied to himself. She was still willing, and that was all willingly.

Fujie Nao was having a hard time with the feeling of crossing her fingers, as if she was spending her days like years. She thought and reassured herself that Masayoshi Kishimoto was definitely not the only woman out there.

As far as she knew, there was his penis living in Ueno, Taito District. The fact that Masayoshi Kishimoto had agreed to allow himself to celebrate his thirtieth birthday already showed that the individual still had a certain weight and status in his mind. Otherwise, he would not have agreed to this one thing.