Chapter 675 – Redemption
The main course was delivered to Masayoshi Kishimoto and Kyoko Fukada by the two waitresses of the fine French restaurant. Red wine was also poured for them personally by the store manager of the restaurant.
Holding a tulip-shaped red wine glass in her right hand, Fukada Kyoko took the initiative to extend her hand in Kishimoto Masayoshi’s direction, and lightly laughed, “Let’s have a toast!”
Immediately, Masayoshi Kishimoto picked up the tulip-shaped red wine glass in front of him and clinked it towards her glass, making a crisp “dang” sound.
The two of them looked at each other and smiled as they brought their respective glasses to their mouths, tilting their heads and taking a sip. They put down their glasses back and forth, and once again picked up a stainless steel fork in one hand and a stainless steel knife in the other.
“After dinner, where are we going?” Kyoko Fukada wasn’t a dawdler girl. All she wanted was to enjoy the fun and pleasure of dating each other Dao.
“To the place where you live for coffee.” Masayoshi Kishimoto said casually.
“Yes!” Without the slightest hesitation, Kyoko Fukada replied dryly.
“I’m just talking casually, don’t take it seriously.” Masayoshi Kishimoto rephrased.
“What, afraid I’ll eat you?” Fukada Kyouko put down the knife and fork in her hand and picked up the red wine glass in her right hand and said.
“I don’t want to ruin the friendship and good relationship between the two of us. A man sleeping with a woman may not always deepen the bond.
There are times when it can destroy the relationship between two people who have gotten along well in the past. You are my soulmate and I am your soulmate.
The reason why rich or powerful men in feudal Japan liked to keep a mistress was not because they were afraid that their wives would find out, but because they wanted a way out for themselves.
Once there is a mistake in strategic decision-making above his life and career, standing on the wrong team, he will make a big mistake. This often leads to either death, or the plagiarism and destruction of the family.
The role of the outer room is to keep the last bit of blood in the world. One of the instincts that men can’t get rid of in male animals is to pass on their genes.” Masayoshi Kishimoto said seriously without a meticulous smile on his face.
Fukada Kyouko gently swirled the red wine glass on top of her right hand clockwise, and was not receptive to his attitude of picking his words out for himself, “Why do I feel that you are saying this in such a grandiose manner?”
Masayoshi Kishimoto put down the knife and fork in his hand to look across the table at her, and said in a serious manner, “What’s wrong with my words?”
Kyoko Fukada drank the entirety of the red wine in her glass and said, “You just chickened out.”
Masayoshi Kishimoto didn’t fall for her provocation saying, “Fine! I admit it, I just chickened out.”
“You a coward.” Kyoko Fukada blurted out.
Masayoshi Kishimoto intentionally coughed and reminded, “Pay attention to your image. Nowadays you are a big star, a public figure.”
“With you around, what am I afraid of? Will the content of this conversation and date between us still make it to the gossip weeklies? Hasn’t it been some of you who have been manipulating the whole of Japan all along?
You want the average Japanese national to see a what, so they can see a what. You want the average Japanese citizen to know something, so they will know something.
As for me! I’m a human being first and foremost, and a woman with normal human emotions. What’s wrong with me falling in love with you.
I fell in love with you a long time ago. Now, because you’re married and a married man, I can’t love you?” Fukada Kyouko perked up.
“You’re drunk.” Masayoshi Kishimoto took the initiative in rounding up and finding a way down for her and said.
“Not even a glass of red wine, just a little bit like that and I’m drunk?” Fukada Kyouko was picking up the empty cup with her right hand, and her left hand was pointing to the height of the red wine that was once contained among the cups, saying.
“I’m afraid of you. What exactly do you want?” Masayoshi Kishimoto said calmly.
“I want to sleep with you.” Kyoko Fukada said with a straight face.
Masayoshi Kishimoto was speechless by her directness. The innocent image she had on the screen was just a show for the audience. The real her turned out to be a carnivorous woman.
Kishimoto Masayoshi didn’t like it when women took too much initiative and said, “Can I use money to redeem yourself?”
Fukada Kyouko was instantly a little confused by him. In all fairness, her own looks were also good, with a pearly white pure department girl’s face.
It was precisely because she had such a kawaii face that she had been given a persona by the agency that also went for the purity girl route.
Fukada Kyoko’s eyes widened while, not knowing the meaning of also blinked twice at him, the signature style that a naturally dumb look is watching him.
In his heart, Masayoshi Kishimoto told himself over and over again that this was all an illusion. He couldn’t be fooled by the appearance she was putting on.
“You’ve been working in the entertainment industry for so many years, you must have accumulated some money in your hands! When you don’t have money, what you agonize over is how to earn more money.
When you have money, the thing that you agonize over is how to make a good investment of the money in your hand, so as to earn more money.
You don’t feel comfortable leaving your money in the hands of a stockbroker, bank manager, etc. It’s perfectly fine to let you put your money in my hands, isn’t it!” Masayoshi Kishimoto said slowly.
Fukada Kyouko instantly came to a realization. To be able to have the opportunity to hand over her own money to him face to face for investment and finance was more than she could ask for.
The investment miracles and myths created by Masayoshi Kishimoto had always been written about by various economic and financial investment publications and news reports in his country.
This is on the one hand and his current social status, on the other hand, it is because he has made the world attention achievement, will be regarded as the investment wizard of the millennium, after all, just a few years inside the time can single-handedly create a strong capital, tens of thousands of employees around the world of the hard gold group.
Even he himself is still one of the employees of the Hard Gold Group. It was absolutely reassuring for her to hand over her money to him.
“You’re not cajoling me, are you? With the little money I have, you would look at it?” Kyoko Fukada said seriously.
“I’m sure you know that Hard Gold Capital’s minimum threshold for accepting personal investments has risen from the initial one hundred million yen to one billion yen, and then to the current ten billion yen.
Like ordinary wealth management financial products, Hard Gold Capital doesn’t do any of them, but rather Hard Gold Bank is taking care of them. Hard Gold Bank also has special financial products, that are for specific people within the pachinko line circle.
As for the Wish Fund, which is operated directly and personally by me, it has been a completely independently operated fund since its inception.
Since I have said that I am redeeming myself with my own money, then naturally I will concede certain benefits and interests to you. No matter how much you are willing to offer, I will accept your money into the Wish Fund.” Masayoshi Kishimoto said decisively.