Masayoshi Kishimoto and Mirei Sakai sat down facing each other in a window seat. If you look out through the transparent glass window, you can enjoy the beautiful night view of Roppongi in Minato-ku.

Mirei Sakai noticed that in the distance, there was a building with four Chinese characters on the roof, "Hard Gold Group", which was completely lit up by the lights. She raised her slender hand, and the index finger of her right hand pointed and said, "Brother Justice, that should be the future headquarters of the Hard Gold Group!"

Masayoshi Kishimoto looked sideways at the glass window, and was not surprised at all, after all, the headquarters building of the Hard Gold Group in Roppongi, Minato-ku, not only stands at the core, but also has spent a lot of thought on the design, and the effect is to make it a landmark building in Tokyo.

"You're amazing. Sakai Mirei's eyes were full of infinite adoration when she looked at him. Just tonight, at this very moment, such an investment wizard, hailed by the Japanese financial circles as a rare millennium, is having dinner with him alone.

"Your sister said that a woman who can be brought into a three-Michelin-starred restaurant by a man before the age of thirty is a symbol of a good woman. ”

Masayoshi Kishimoto has heard too many words of praise like this, and he has developed immunity in his heart. He suddenly remembered what Rie Sakai had said to himself.

"So, I'm a good woman too. Sakai Meiling put her left hand on her cheek, and smiled at him with beautiful eyes.

Masayoshi Kishimoto didn't respond, just laughed and didn't say anything. He knows very well that the essence of Mirei Sakai is good. Although she worships money, she is not like some women who either sell themselves for money, or use their external advantages to go to other men for benefits.

In terms of money, she has always had a clear relationship with the opposite sex. There is no man who spends a lot of money on him, but he feels that he has not received anything from her, not even his little hand, and he feels that he is "hated because of love" because he has suffered too much.

As for the man who continues without hesitation, he will be regarded by many people as a despicable licking dog. When I meet a cute girl, but because of my poor conditions, I can't help but want to pursue it, is it because I can't recognize the reality, or I can't do it?

Reincarnation is not good, just a poor man, so what else can be done to impress the other party thoroughly?

Young girls who have lived in Tokyo for a long time and have been exposed to all kinds of things will naturally have more yearning and expectations.

A cute look like Meiling Sakai, celebrating her nineteenth birthday, wanting to have a good memory, a romantic atmosphere, are all normal ideas for girls.

Is there anything wrong with her accepting an invitation from a guy to have dinner at a three-Michelin-starred French restaurant?

However, in the minds of some boys, it will be regarded as unreasonable, and even directly labeled as a money worshipper.

Could it be that going to eat roadside stalls with poor men will make cute girls not worship money, and even feel that this birthday is full of memories and fun?

In fact, in front of a cute girl, a three-star Michelin is a huge temptation. As long as it is a girl who is not from high society, she will not refuse.

It's nothing more than having a meal, chatting, and not having to pay too much for anything? Even if you go to bed, you earn it.

In Japan, buying and selling spring is not only legalized, but also men and women are more or less aware of some market conditions with clearly marked prices.

Eating in a three-Michelin-starred restaurant is simply impossible for a poor man. In addition to giving up his self-esteem to curry favor, what else can he use to compete favorably with his kind?

After all, even the poor man himself knows that ordinary boys have a competitive advantage over themselves, let alone those with good conditions.

Of course, except for youth idol dramas or youth idols that are performed for the public in order to take care of the public's psychology.

The usual routine here is either that the cute girl gives up the rich and handsome and willingly follows the poor man, or the poor man has the halo of the protagonist on his head, and he can always defeat the rich and handsome.

In reality, if this is really the case, it completely violates the natural law of heaven for males and females to choose strong males. Does the male still need to keep working hard and desperately?

"What are you doing in a daze? Are you just trying to deal with me?" Mirei Sakai noticed the Shinto that Kishimoto had been walking for a while.

"I'm wondering, if your sister found out about what we did tonight, would she be too careful? "Justice Kishimoto is high-sounding.

"You care so much about Rie's personal feelings, but you don't care about my personal feelings at all. Today is my 19th birthday.

The person sitting in front of you is the heroine tonight, not my sister. Sakai Meiling couldn't help but be a little jealous.

Masayoshi Kishimoto felt the little girl's temper from her, and smiled knowingly: "You can eat whatever you want, you can order whatever you want." ”

"Don't worry, I'm not going to be polite with you. Even if it's a three-Michelin-starred restaurant, it's like an ordinary restaurant for you. ”

Of course, Mirei Sakai knew that he didn't care about money at all, and that was because he was super rich. Being with a rich man always makes people feel very relieved, and they don't have to worry about whether the other party has enough money in their pockets. At that time, when it comes to paying the bills, if you don't have enough money, it will be too embarrassing.

"The ordinary cafeteria is much more lively than here, full of human touch. As for this kind of place, apart from the good dining environment, there is nothing that can really impress me. Masayoshi Kishimoto naturally thought of the scene in the small restaurant.

"It's a three-Michelin-starred French meal. Mirei Sakai said seriously.

"I like to eat Chinese food, especially Chinese Sichuan food. Kishimoto said bluntly.

Mirei Sakai knew that he didn't do it on purpose, but she was telling the truth, after all, she had known his taste preferences for a long time. She took the initiative to stretch out her right palm towards Kishimoto Masayoshi and said, "Where's my birthday present?"

"Isn't that what this is?" Kishimoto said with a slight stroke of his hand.

"Brother Justice, you're too picky. You are a hard gold chaebol, as for the use of this?" said Sakai Mirei coquettishly.

"Thank you for the compliment, I can't pick the door enough. In the future, I will definitely work harder. When it's your twentieth birthday, we'll go eat at a roadside stall. Rest assured, I'll definitely pay for it. Masayoshi Kishimoto couldn't help but laugh.