Chapter 504: Guts
During the evening news time of the Tokyo TV Tower, there really was no relevant report about Mizushima's real support for female college students.
When this scoop is taken down, there must be someone scolding the mother. Young people who have just worked for a short time will immediately feel that society is so dark.
Freedom of speech, freedom of the press, is nothing more than deceiving ordinary people. If this really involves something, it's a different story.
The old birds who have been working for a long time are completely strange and self-defeating. In the decades they have been in the industry, they have seen everything.
You have to insist on the righteousness in your heart, it's not impossible, don't come to work tomorrow. With no job and no income, what will happen to the family's livelihood?
Moreover, in the eyes of your peers, you are an unruly betrayal. In the future, no related company in the industry will dare to use an unruly person like you.
Not only can the chaebols monopolize the country's economic lifeline, but they are also completely able to influence media coverage and even the political situation in their own countries. In capitalist countries, there is hardly anything they can't do.
Kishimoto's vision is to build the hard gold group into a giant company, involved in many industries and fields such as finance, media, games, and e-commerce.
The reason why he did not invest his money in traditional manufacturing was that it was difficult for him to get a piece of the pie. Rather than becoming affiliated, it is better to open up new areas.
"On the weekend, you accompany me to see an art exhibition in Tokyo?" said Rie Sakai, holding a red wine glass in her right hand and gently shaking it clockwise.
"I don't know how to draw, so I don't pretend I know how to draw. If it's literature-related, I'll accompany you there. In his right hand, Masayoshi Kishimoto picked up the bottle of Yamazaki whisky, one of the local whiskies, and poured it with the mouth of the bottle facing downwards at his own whiskey glass.
"I don't know how to draw, but I have to go to the show. The purpose of our visit is to cheer others on. Could it be that you don't understand such a simple truth?" said Rie Sakai.
"In that case, you can go alone! Whether you tout the other person as something like Leonardo da Vinci or Van Gogh, or Rembrandt or Monet, it's completely casual.
It's a big deal to buy each other's two paintings back. "Kishimoto doesn't even ask who is going to open such an exhibition. In his opinion, it is nothing more than a fame and fortune operation.
Didn't she also hold a concert for the other party in order to support Sakai Rie's ascendancy? Later, she changed her mind and stopped taking the road of music.
"Why does art have to be tied to money in your place?" said Rie Sakai, frowning slightly.
"If you don't have money, what kind of art are you playing? Just painting, all kinds of paints are not cheap! Hitler still painted!
How many painters were not destitute when they were alive, but only after they died did they become famous, and their works were sold again and again for sky-high prices.
The question is: Even if a painting fetches a sky-high price, it has nothing to do with the painter himself. People are dead, and when he first sold the paintings, they were quite cheap.
From an economic point of view, this is artificially creating scarcity. Otherwise, what kind of money do people who specialize in these things make?
What to eat?" said Masayoshi Kishimoto, who had already put down the bottle in his hand, and shook the whiskey square glass in his right hand.
"Then why do you have such a preference for literature? Once you hear that there are manuscripts by Natsume Soseki, Yukio Mishima, Yasunari Kawabata, etc., you ask someone to take them back for you.
According to what you just meant, this is also artificially creating scarcity. Rie Sakai habitually talked to him again.
"It's completely different, okay? First, I like it from the bottom of my heart, not pretending. Second, there is no discrepancy between the manuscript and the published manuscript.
You can tell from the writer's manuscript that he made changes to those places in the first place, why did he make a change, and after the revision, was it good or bad?
Third, let a group of cultural relics dealers who don't understand the value of literature get their hands just so that they can be sold at a high price in the future, so it is better for me to collect them and keep them well.
Speaking bigger, I am leaving literature and art for mankind. Say it smaller, cultivate your own sentiments. Kishimoto said in a confrontational manner.
"You're the quintessential double standard. Rie Sakai blurted out.
"In the eyes of those who don't understand, the works of Carver, the master of American literary simplicity, are written in a variety of ways!
He is not the only writer who has shattered the American dream. Long before him, writers such as Fitzgerald had similarly reversed the so-called American dream.
What is the American Dream? It is colored bubbles, and once punctured, nothing is left behind. Ordinary people in the United States are much the same as ordinary people in Japan, as well as ordinary people in other countries.
They are all living with care. Osamu Dazai is a person with three wrong views, mental problems, and always making trouble to commit suicide.
This is the kind of person who committed suicide several times before finally really dying. Without his extreme, what about the decadent beauty he created?
Besides, Yukio Mishima, who committed suicide by seppuku in front of the Self-Defense Forces and advocated returning power to the emperor, was indeed influenced by **** thoughts.
At the very least, in my opinion, he does what he says, not at all like many writers who say one thing and do another. In the text, he is anti-government, anti-this and scolds that, but he can't wait to enter it and become a member.
Otherwise, it is to gain fame and fortune, and those who sharpen their heads want to drill into it. Isn't this a big bastard and a hypocrite?
These people are like some leaders of the working class, who keep saying that they are fighting for the rights and interests of the workers, but they live in mansions with fine clothes and food, have cars when they go out, and have servants when they go home, as if they are one of those with vested interests. Masayoshi Kishimoto stopped the wine glass that was dangling in his hand and said.
"You always have so much truth. Rie Sakai didn't hesitate to throw a roll of her eyes at him.
"It's not the truth, it's the truth. It's a pity that in this world, most people can't listen to the truth. Who lets the truth be harsh?" said Kishimoto, tilting his head and taking a sip of whiskey from his glass.
Rie Sakai felt that she was being led astray by him. So, she immediately brought the topic back to the point and said, "I want you to accompany me to the art exhibition on the weekend." If you don't promise me, you won't want to sleep tonight. ”
"You're a threat to Chiguo. "Kishimoto is calm and unwavering inside.
"That's right, I'm just threatening you. Rie Sakai replied crisply.
"I like the guts. Masayoshi Kishimoto couldn't help but laugh out loud.
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