The proprietress of the Kiraku Haute Cuisine Pavilion appeared at the front desk of Hard Gold Capital Co., Ltd., dressed in a kimono made of high-quality fabrics, with delicate makeup, and a 16-panel variety of pastries on her right hand.

She certainly didn't come to visit clients in person for no reason. Just recently, many of the regular customers who came to his restaurant to dine were talking about hard money capital companies. Not only that, but they also consider themselves insiders.

The proprietress couldn't help but listen to it for a little more, and then remembered that night when Masayoshi Kishimoto gave her a business card. After some thought, she thought that she could come and see for herself, and at the same time visit the customer, killing two birds with one stone.

After the proprietress was let in by the front desk lady, a pair of eyes were not idle. Although she didn't look left and right, she was secretly observing all the time.

The quality of a company's business performance can be reflected in the positive attitude of its employees. If the company is not doing well, the employees will appear to be lazy.

The actual situation that the proprietress saw at this time was that the employees of the hard capital company were so busy that they didn't even have time to drink a sip of water.

She saw that in the large and small conference rooms separated by glass, several money counters were busy counting money at the same time, and stacks of banknotes were piled up.

Before the proprietress reached the president's office, she heard someone behind her clamoring and said, "It's going to take my turn for a long time."

I didn't come here to drink tea with you. I really want to drink tea, there has to be a place to drink it. Isn't it that I'm not bringing money, it's paper?"

The man who spoke seemed a little impatient and excited, and he didn't drink the tea, so he stood up and ordered the two people who followed him to open the six duffel bags in front of him one by one.

The proprietress stopped, looked back, and saw that every duffel bag was full of cash. She estimated in her head that more than 100 million yen would definitely be there.

Rumiko Kato put the round tray in front of her with both hands and smiled, "Please don't be impatient." As you can see, we're not idle, we're all busy.

Besides, we have to talk about a first-come, first-served basis! You see, that old gentleman brought 10 million US dollars, about a billion yen, and he didn't sit patiently and wait?"

The man who was clamoring looked in one direction, and really saw an old gentleman with gray hair sitting in the corner drinking tea. In front of the other party, there are ten special cash boxes lined up with money, which are located on the inside against the wall.

The noisy man immediately smiled and took the initiative to walk over and greet, "Isn't this the branch president of the pachinko in the 7th district of Tokyo? ”

The old gentleman didn't put down the teacup in his hand, looked at the other party, and said lightly: "Who should I be here to make noise?"

It turned out to be Oda in Edogawa Ward. It seems that your business is big and you make a lot of money, so you will talk so richly. ”

The noisy man approached his close side and said with a smile: "I dare to compete with you there." You have a thousand machines in any pachinko shop. In particular, the base camp of Koto Ward has a super large store with 3,000 pachinko machines. ”

After the proprietress knew what was going on, she took another step forward and walked towards the president's office without stopping.

While she was full of shock in her heart, she also knew that the bosses who ran Pachinko were rich landlords. The pachinko storefronts they run, and even entire buildings, are generally private property, not rented places.

The proprietress walked into the president's office with a three-point smile on her face, and as soon as she saw Masayoshi Kishimoto, she preemptively said, "President Kishimoto, you are really young and promising." ”

Kishimoto's eyes were cut off from his desk, computer, and screen. He twisted his neck and looked head-on at the man who walked in.

I recognized her at a glance as the proprietress of the Joy Haute Cuisine Pavilion, after all, there was always a time to eat and drink at her place every month.

"What wind brought you to me?" Kishimoto said calmly.

The proprietress walked to a sofa on the left and sat down slowly, and put the small gift she brought on the glass coffee table in the middle, and said with a smile: "Southeast and northwest winds." ”

Masayoshi Kishimoto's president's office is no longer the small office it used to be, but the president's office of the bankrupt company next door is fully utilized.

His current office is not only large and magnificent, but the front of the mahogany desk has a black leather couch in the left and right rows.

In the middle of the two rows of couches, there is a large glass coffee table that matches them. There is also a pot of tall indoor greenery in the upper corner.

Behind him is a floor-to-ceiling window, and behind the couch is an open solid wood bookcase. The books in the bookcase are not financial investment books, but serious literature.

When I'm fine, I will take a book out of it to read, not at all the kind of use of them for decoration, and then set off a bookish taste.

"I've seen those merchants who are really different from you. You are very elegant, quite like a Confucian merchant. The proprietress looked sideways at him and complimented.

"You won't come here to pat me on the back, right? If it's business, we've always worked together very happily, and I won't change the business hospitality store. If there is anything else, it doesn't matter. Kishimoto smiled.

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"I still have some spare money in my hand, and I want to make it increase in value. However, there has been no good channel. "The hostess was open and honest.

"If I'm not mistaken, I told you last time that the minimum threshold for investment here is 100 million yen. "Justice Kishimoto is not salty or light.

"Oh, I'm a little woman who has 100 million yen in private money, can't you give me less?" the proprietress suddenly showed her charm, and smiled at him with a wave of eyes.

As soon as Masayoshi Kishimoto saw her like this, he understood that the other party had made a beauty trick for him. In all fairness, she is a and her charm is still there. If the other party is twenty years younger, he must be an out-and-out beauty when he is young.

"I'm not interested in comparing myself to older women. "Masayoshi Kishimoto neither lacks maternal love, nor does he approve of sibling love. He only likes women younger than himself.

"What you said was not only straightforward, but it also pierced my heart like a sharp knife, which is really hurtful. The proprietress said with her right palm on her heart.