Masayoshi Kishimoto drove out, and on the way to the company, he was thinking in his head that having more money might not be a good thing.

Perhaps the ideal state of life should be to have a little money, not too much, a little power, not too much, but a lot of leisure to read, write, socialize with friends, drink, listen to music, travel, etc., and live a tasteful life.

As for women, no matter how bad they are, as a female "literary youth", what should be seen is Lin Huiyin, Sanmao, Yishu and the like, how small and fresh, how literary and artistic, how "the years are quiet", and then recite and excerpt some of their sentences from time to time on the side of their mouths to chant or sigh.

Masayoshi Kishimoto drove to the company, still parking his car in the parking space in front of the group headquarters.

He didn't walk into the office after getting out of the car, but chose to go and have breakfast first. Before I went out, I didn't feel hungry. Now, he did feel hungry.

Masayoshi Kishimoto walked some distance and went to a civilian restaurant that he would go to from time to time. Although the store is not very decorated, it is delicious.

As soon as he appeared, the boss was a little surprised and said, "Why did you come here in the morning? If I remember correctly, this is the first time you have come to eat with me in the morning!"

Masayoshi Kishimoto didn't deny it, and said with a smile: "In the middle of the night last night, I suddenly wanted to eat your omelet rice here. Haven't I just arrived this morning?"

The boss doesn't care if what he says is true or not. In line with the purpose of entering the store, he said, "You sit." I'll do it for you right away. ”

"Okay, give me another cup of oolong tea. Masayoshi Kishimoto found an empty seat and sat down directly. He didn't care at all what social class the person sitting next to him was. Everyone is a fan of this shop.

Oolong tea was delivered to him by a young female clerk. He picked up the glass with his right hand and took a big sip of it, and then slowly put it down.

"The TV news has been saying that the Japanese economy has started to pick up. Why didn't I feel it at all?"

A man with a dark and thin figure, about fifty years old, wearing not a suit and leather shoes, but just an ordinary construction site security uniform, suddenly sighed.

"What's the matter, the work is not going well?" said the shopkeeper, busy with the business at hand, while chatting casually with his regular customers.

The thin black man was drinking a glass of sake in his right hand and said, "It doesn't matter to me whether it goes well or not. The important thing is that the monthly income can be improved. ”

"Why don't you consider changing jobs?" said the shopkeeper with a smile.

"What kind of well-paying job can someone my age get? For me now, every night is a vigil at the construction site.

It's nice to come and sit down with you again after work this morning, eat something, have a drink, and go back to lie down and sleep. The thin black man said helplessly.

Masayoshi Kishimoto, who was sitting on the side of this person, didn't look down on the other party at all, let alone see him as a loser.

Naturally, his mind remembered what Fitzgerald had said by Gatsby in The Great Gatsby. Whenever you want to comment on someone. Remember, not everyone in this world has the advantages you have.

Kishimoto, of course, understands that people are born with differences. On top of that, each one doesn't grow up exactly the same. Moreover, some people are born with good luck.

Or someone who has been blessed by God. The prototype of the actor in the American Hollywood blockbuster called "Hacksaw Ridge" in later generations saved more than 100 people.

In order to make the audience feel that they are not, the director deliberately reduced it to only a few dozen people. In such a dense rain of bullets, according to general logical thinking, no one will believe it, and they will think that it is official propaganda deliberately designed to create heroes in the war.

The man suffered several injuries and continued to save people. Even if he died, it was the end of World War II and he lived to be 87 years old. No matter how cruel the war is, there will always be someone who will come back alive and unscathed. On the other hand, someone dies in an accident before they actually set foot on the battlefield.

"You're alone?" asked Kishimoto curiously.

The thin black man glanced sideways at the strange young man beside him, but he did not repel or guard against it at all. He smiled humanly and said, "Yes." ”

Masayoshi Kishimoto saw that his smile was genuine, not at all the kind of skin that didn't smile. Probably, in the other party's opinion, this can meet in this store, that is a kind of fate.

At this time, Kishimoto had the peace of mind of the great writer Dostoevsky, who represented the depth of Russian literature. Dostoevsky was able to listen patiently to the story told by a grave keeper.

If you put it on a young and frivolous person, you will never listen to it. I just feel that others don't understand at all, and their words are not worth listening to at all.

"There are both good and bad sides to a pass. Masayoshi Kishimoto blurted out.

"Well, I don't think so. A countryman like me who goes to Beijing to work hard is helpless. Staying in my hometown is not a decent job to do.

Instead of wasting the years in your hometown, it is better to come out and break through. Don't look at my current age, when I was younger, I was younger than you, that is, I came to Tokyo from Hokkaido when I was seventeen or eighteen.

At a time when the economy was good in Japan, the work on the construction site was heavy, but it was a lot of money. At that time, after we got off work, we were looking for women to drink in groups, and we didn't talk about it, and we were really happy. It's going to be like a lonely person right now. ”

The corners of the thin black man's mouth couldn't help but turn upward, and a fond memory of his past life appeared in his head.

"You haven't been married in your life?" asked Kishimoto with interest.

"I've been married three times and divorced three times. I have two sons. Now, they don't live with me anymore, but they work part-time in Tokyo. When the child grows up, he has to leave the house, and that's the norm. Nothing to say.

As for women, to put it bluntly, that's just the thing. Sometimes, women's various broken thoughts are really annoying.

However, if you really don't have this kind of fragmented thought of a woman by your side, you will feel lonely and lonely. Of course, you are young, and you can't understand the loneliness of a man of my age.

With Japan's current economic downturn, you young people may not be able to do well.

A considerable part of your future will be taken away from you by your landlord in the form of exorbitant rents. The thin black man said bluntly.

The shopkeeper put the finished omelet rice in front of Kishimoto and interjected, "Children can only be with you for one, twenty or twenty years, or twenty or thirty years.

A wife is someone who can accompany you for a lifetime. Money is not the most important thing, but the family is the most important thing. The family also needs to carry out a good business and investment to achieve a level of happiness and harmony. ”