822 [Man dies for money].

In the face of a calm person like Song Zhichao, the only way is to be honest --- say his conditions.

Thereupon---

"Although I am greedy, I also have principles--- I only need one-third of your total funds, that is, three billion US dollars!" Ichiro Okamoto showed his true face, "As long as you pay this money, then I can sell my electronic raw material factory to you--- then you can have an inexhaustible supply of semiconductor raw materials, and you will no longer be afraid of the sanctions of the three major consortia." ”

Facing Ichiro Okamoto's words, looking at the other party's greedy face, Song Zhichao gently turned the wine glass in his hand and smiled.

"Yes, that's a good offer. But it seems that your factory is only worth 300 million US dollars in total, but you ask me for 3 billion, isn't that a little more? In addition, if you help me, aren't you afraid of offending the three major consortiums of Mitsui, Sharp and Sony?"

Facing Song Zhichao's two questions, Ichiro Okamoto smiled obediently, and he drank all the wine in his cup in one gulp.

"You have to figure out the situation--- first of all, you paid three billion yuan to buy not my semiconductor raw materials, but Wanda Electronics, which saved you; second, I am Osaka, and their three major consortia are concentrated in Tokyo, even if I help you, what can they do to me?"

In fact, Ichiro Okamoto made up his mind to extort Song Zhichao three billion US dollars and throw the raw material factory to him, and when the time comes, the three major consortia will be held accountable, and he will directly throw the blame, and the money will be in hand, what will those chaebols in Tokyo do with him.

"That's ---," Song Zhichao touched his chin and seemed to be thinking.

Ichiro Okamoto stared at him.

Fleeting ---

"Well, it looks like I don't have any other choice. Song Zhichao said, "Just do what you want--- but I haven't got all the money yet, so I can replace it with some of my real estate in Tokyo." ”

Ichiro Okamoto was stunned, "Real estate? Do you have real estate in Tokyo?"

Song Zhichao smiled slightly: "There is a little, it is worth almost 300 million--- of course, it is US dollars." ”

Ichiro Okamoto: "......"

Song Zhichao: "We can sign an agreement first, the 300 million real estate will be regarded as the signing fee--- if I breach the contract, these real estate will be at your disposal." ”

Ichiro Okamoto: "......"

This feeling is good, if the surname Song defaults, I will take a big advantage, and those real estate can be better than banknotes, real estate can directly make profits and increase in value, but banknotes still have to be invested to make money.

Immediately Ichiro Okamoto decided: "You are a guest when you come from afar, and we are also a country of etiquette in Japan...... Since you have made such a request, how can I not agree to you. ”

"Hehe, I hope we have a good time working together. Song Zhichao raised his glass at him.

Ichiro Okamoto also raised his glass, and his eyes danced with a greedy light, "Happy cooperation!"

……

When Song Zhichao and Ichiro Okamoto came out of the izakaya with smiles on their faces, the plane chief and others were shocked.

What's going on?

It shouldn't be like this, where is this like an enemy, it's clearly an old friend who is about to break up.

Kazuo Yamamoto was also stunned, looking at Song Zhichao, who was laughing and laughing with Okamoto, he felt that he was even more mysterious.

Mitsuko Yamamoto covered his mouth, saw Song Zhichao come out unharmed, a boulder in his heart fell to the ground, and then the little star of worship flashed in his eyes.

Jin Jiu and Niu Xiong didn't react much, because to them, Big Brother Song was simply the incarnation of God, and there was never something in this world that he couldn't solve.

Those passers-by, especially those who knew Ichiro Okamoto, were also shocked at the moment---

I saw that Mr. Okamoto, who has always been the king and hegemon in Osaka, actually opened the door for a young man in white himself, taking the initiative and being enthusiastic, with a smile on his face.

Many people can't help but wipe their eyes, "Is this still Okamoto?"

"Yes, Okamoto has never been self-serving, how can he be so polite to this person?"

In the midst of everyone's discussion, Song Zhichao got into the car.

Through the car window, he glanced at the Yamamoto brothers and sisters, Song Zhichao waved at them, and the Yamamoto brothers and sisters stepped forward.

Song Zhichao said: "I have already agreed with Okamoto that you don't have to pay back the money you owe." ”

Kazuo Yamamoto: "......"

Mitsuko Yamamoto: "......"

The two understood, and immediately thanked Song Zhichao.

Song Zhichao glanced at the grateful photon, then at Kazuo Yamamoto and said, "Don't gamble again in the future." Mitsuko is a good girl, and you have to support her to continue her studies. ”

Kazuo Yamamoto looked ashamed.

Mitsuko Yamamoto bit her lip, her beautiful eyes shining.

I'm afraid this is the person in the world who cares about himself the most except for his brother.

Song Zhichao waved his hand and said goodbye to them.

Niu Xiong drove the BMW and started slowly.

The Yamamoto siblings watched the car from afar, and gradually disappeared in front of them.

……

For the next two days, Ichiro Okamoto was very excited.

Song Zhichao has seen the "Tokyo Real Estate" as a signing deposit, which is basically bars, apartments, and dance halls in the most prosperous areas of Tokyo.

You know, Okamoto is not good at other things, but he is familiar with these things--- don't forget, he started with these things.

Therefore, at a glance, Okamoto can see that the value of these real estate properties is definitely more than 300 million.

"That Chinese Song is simply a fool!"

"I actually took such a precious real estate as a signing fee!"

"In this way, I can not only take revenge with one arrow, but also make a lot of money!"

Ichiro Okamoto's abacus clanged, and in his opinion, Song Zhichao at this time was simply a fish on the chopping board, and he was allowed to slaughter it.

But is that really the case?

……

Three days later---

On behalf of Okamoto Co., Ltd., Ichiro Okamoto officially signed a contract with Song Zhichao.

However, on the day of the signing, Song Zhichao suddenly changed the signing location and said that he would introduce a friend to Okamoto when he signed the contract.

Okamoto has no fear, and he expects that Song Zhichao will not be able to play any tricks, after all, this is Japan, and Okamoto has already sent someone to find out the details of Song Zhichao's arrival in Japan.

Since Song Zhichao came to Japan, he did not go to Tokyo but came to Osaka

has been touring the mountains and rivers, and there is no other action at all.

"Even if there is, I am the king in Osaka, who dares to fight me!" Ichiro Okamoto vows.

Song Zhichao's chosen location for signing the contract was Shitennoji Temple in Osaka, and in Song Zhichao's words, "it is a place worth remembering."

Ichiro Okamoto scoffed, do you want to ask the gods to worship the Buddha? The light and heavy bodhisattvas of Shitennoji Temple are very good, but unfortunately, he is not blessed by everyone, not to mention that you are still a Chinese.

On the day of the signing, Ichiro Okamoto was afraid of making a disturbance, so that everyone knew that he was going to sell the semiconductor raw material company to Song Zhichao, which attracted the attention of the three major consortia.

Sure enough, after some careful arrangements by himself, the entire Shitennoji Temple was very quiet, not to mention media reporters, not even a single tourist.

"Okamoto!" Okamoto was satisfied with his subordinates' ability to do things.

When entering Shitennoji Temple, Okamoto saw Kazuo Yamamoto and Mitsuko Yamamoto, two siblings who had been doing business at the door.

Okamoto glanced at it and felt that this little beauty looked very standard, if it weren't for Song Zhichao's face, he really wanted to get this girl.

Pretendingly, Ichiro Okamoto threw a few hundred yen to the Yamamoto brothers and sisters, and sneered that there would be no tourists coming today, so get out of here.

Kazuo Yamamoto said that they were not here to do business today, but to receive Okamoto as a service staff arranged by Song Zhichao.

Okamoto: "......"

It seems that the surname Song has given this brother and sister a lot of benefits, could it be that this girl has been put on by the Chinese Song?

Okamoto had a dirty stomach and followed the Yamamoto brothers and sisters into the temple.

Song Zhichao had already arranged the signing point in the main hall of the temple, which was very simple, a table and a few chairs.

These tables and chairs were all borrowed from the temple--- and Song Zhichao donated a lot of incense money to the temple.

Ichiro Okamoto walked into the main hall and saw Song Zhichao at a glance, laughing, saying that the other party was sincere enough and punctual enough.

Shake hands, greet each other.

Ichiro Okamoto couldn't wait to introduce the barrister he brought, the meaning is obvious, I brought all the lawyers, don't grind anymore, sign the contract!

Song Zhichao didn't talk nonsense with him, and also introduced the lawyer he brought, in addition to Bi Wenfeng, who came to Japan together, there was another Japanese barrister named "Kawashima".

Of course, for a signing ceremony involving hundreds of millions of dollars like this, in addition to each other's lawyers, there must also be a special identity and heavyweight witness.

The witness recommended by Okamoto was an old friend of his shopping mall and a celebrity in the Osaka area.

When it was Song Zhichao's turn, Song Zhichao smiled and said, "Well, I will also introduce my own witnesses to everyone."

Okamoto Yuya, in his opinion, the witnesses that Song Zhichao can find are probably not big names--- just imagine, what kind of energy a Chinese can have in Osaka.

As he spoke, he saw a man come out of the inner room of the main hall.

It was a burly, gentle-looking middle-aged man--- with a back head, some bald hair, and high cheekbones on his face, which looked like a formidable vulture at a glance.

Ichiro Okamoto, who didn't care about it, was surprised when he saw this person, and couldn't help but blurt out: "Lord Mayor, why are you here?!"