Wide roadside ---

Song Zhichao saw that Jin Jiu punched Yasuo Mitsui, so he hurriedly opened the car door and got down from inside, and said to Mitsui: "I'm sorry, my subordinates just recognized you--- Young Master Mitsui, you are really, even if you want to say hello, don't make it so thrilling, I'm a timid person, I'll be afraid." ”

Yasuo Mitsui: "......"

was beaten, and his stomach turned upside down, but there were words of suffering, and everything that should be said was said by the other party.

"Song Jun, I have suffered this punch--- to tell the truth, can you find a place to talk alone?" Mitsui Yasuo straightened up, glanced at Fu Qingqing in the car, and then at Song Zhichao.

Of course, Song Zhichao understood what he meant, so he looked at the Wanguo brand watch, and said with a smile: "It's just time for dinner, what does Young Master Mitsui have to introduce?"

Yasuo Mitsui laughed: "There happens to be a restaurant nearby, and the sashimi is doing well, so Song Jun can try it." ”

Song Zhichao smiled: "That feeling is good." ”

......

Inside the Kaiyan restaurant---

If it's a Japanese restaurant, it's more like a "custom restaurant" that combines elements of various Japanese cultures.

The surrounding murals are basically huge Japanese colorful ukiyo-e, and they also tell the story of "male and female love" that Japanese people talk about the most.

Red lanterns hang from the corners of the wooden house, casting a dim glow, making the wonderful "ukiyo-e" even more intriguing.

At this moment, Song Zhichao, dressed in a white shirt, sits on a tatami mat in the store, bent on his knees, and in front of him is a low dining table with Japanese sake, a variety of well-known dishes, such as rolled sushi, salmon sashimi, cumin saury, Arctic shell sashimi, and miso soup.

In front of the dining table, there is a large open space that resembles a stage--- a group of Japanese beauties and a cast dressed as a woman are performing.

Four or five women play traditional Japanese musical instruments such as shamisen, shakuhachi, and fuchipa, while the actor dressed as a woman wears a brightly colored Japanese kimono, a heavy Japanese wig, and a white-painted face, and is expertly performing the traditional show ---Fuji Musume".

Song Zhichao knows a little about this kind of Kabuki performance in Japan, which is similar to the traditional Chinese "Peking Opera", which has been developed in Japan for almost four or five hundred years, and can be regarded as "Japanese historical and cultural heritage".

However, compared with the decline of Peking Opera in China, this kind of Kabuki in Japan is respected by the whole country of Japan and has become a veritable "cultural commanding height", and it is generally only when receiving important guests that the other party is invited to appreciate this rare "art".

But to tell the truth, Song Zhichao really doesn't appreciate this kind of "anti-string" type of Japanese art at all--- in Song Zhichao's opinion, instead of spending time looking at this kind of art, it is better to watch a certain Brother Gang's "Drunken Concubine".

Yasuo Mitsui, the bastard, obviously didn't appreciate this kind of high-level art of their own country, but in front of Song Zhichao, he could only pretend to be forced--- pretending to be very good at appreciating, applauding, clapping, and secretly yawning.

finally waited for the performance of this sleep-inducing Japanese show, Song Zhichao had to pick up chopsticks and pick up a piece of sashimi, dip it in the air rice, take a deep breath---Wow, full mouth, nasal refreshment, tears are about to rush out, and he will never fall asleep again.

Putting down the chopsticks, Song Zhichao looked at Yasuo Mitsui and gave the other party a "can start" look.

Yasuo Mitsui was also exhausted by this damn art performance--- he still likes to watch beautiful girls jump on their buttocks or something, and he also put down his chopsticks and said, "Song Jun, I invited you to come because I want to cooperate with you." ”

"Cooperation, what do you mean?" Song Zhichao asked with a smile.

"You know, Toshiba, a subsidiary of the Mitsui Group, also produces mobile phones, and if you are willing to transfer the technology of Wanda's mobile phone production to us, then we can immediately shake hands and become friends. ”

Song Zhichao smiled: "Young Master Mitsui, you have changed too much, didn't you treat me disdainfully before, why do you want to recognize friends now?"

Yasuo Mitsui was also cheeky, and smiled: "You have a saying in China called 'this time, that time', when I understand that you have contacted Sony and Sharp, I know that we Mitsui must take action." ”

"Hehe, Young Master Mitsui, even if there is action, it should be your grandfather, Mr. Mitsui Masao, who decides, what qualifications do you, a former president who was removed from the Mitsui Group, negotiate with me here?" Song Zhichao's tone was full of contempt and disdain.

Sure enough, Yasuo Mitsui was enraged and said: "My grandfather is an old stubborn! You can't communicate with him at all, and only I can see the current situation clearly, so if you are willing to cooperate with me, then Mitsui Group will dominate the world in the mobile phone market in the future, and you will also have a contribution to Wanda." ”

Song Zhichao laughed, his index finger and thumb pinched the small cup full of sake, turned it, put it to his mouth and drank it all, and then looked at Mitsui Yasuo and said: "Why not the other way around---?

Yasuo Mitsui: "......"

He sneered and said, "Song Jun, your ambition is inevitably too big!"

Song Zhichao said-for-tat: "I not only said this to you alone, but also said to Akio Morita and Akio Hayakawa Nagaki---What, do you think you are more powerful than them?"

Yasuo Mitsui: "......"

Dumb.

He is only the heir of the Mitsui Group, while Morita and Hayakawa are at the helm of Sony and Sharp, and his grandfather Mitsui Masao is at the same level, whether it is identity or status, he is really weak and scum.

Fleeting ---

Yasuo Mitsui drank three glasses of wine, put down the wine glass and said to Song Zhichao: "Okay, I'll take a step back, Mitsui Group and you Wanda Electronics will cooperate on an equal footing, so it's always okay." ”

Song Zhichao played with the small wine cup in his hand, laughing without saying a word.

Yasuo Mitsui said: "We provide you with semiconductor raw materials, but you also want to share the technology with us, how about cooperation?"

Yasuo Mitsui stared at Song Zhichao and asked---For him, if this matter can be done, he will have merit, and he may be able to return to the Mitsui Group and continue to serve as the president."

Raw materials for technology?

This young master Mitsui is not stupid.

Song Zhichao smiled slightly and said, "Your suggestion is very interesting, but I can't answer you yet......"

"Why?" said Yasuo Mitsui.

"Because the conditions offered by Sony and Sharp have not yet come out--- if you are interested, Young Master Mitsui, we will talk again before twelve o'clock at noon tomorrow!"

Yasuo Mitsui: "......"

I understand that people are "waiting for the price to sell".

Knowing that no matter what he says at this moment, Song Zhichao will not be moved, unless he knows the hole cards of Sony and Sharp and puts forward more tempting conditions.

The tide is turning.

At this time, Song Zhichao had completely seized the initiative.

With whom to cooperate, he has the final say.