Masayoshi Kishimoto and Rie Sakai went out and didn't plan to go far for dinner. The two of them combined a little and went straight in the direction of Roppongi.

After Masayoshi Kishimoto parked his old Porsche 911, the passenger door opened first, and Rie Sakai got out of the car with both feet on the ground and closed the door smoothly. Then, he got out of the car, closed the door with his backhand, and then locked the car.

Masayoshi Kishimoto took the initiative to stretch out his right hand to grab Rie Sakai's left hand, and then made a ten-finger clasp. For this reason, she did not show any struggle and resistance, it was completely natural.

They walked into a fine dining restaurant. I didn't call in advance to make an appointment, so I was arranged to sit down at a table in a corner.

The two of them didn't have too many negative emotions in their hearts, after all, this is what high-end restaurants in Japan are like. Before coming, it is necessary to make a phone call to make the necessary appointments and verifications.

In addition, there are some high-end restaurants that only accept members or regular customers, and do not do non-member passing business. If they don't make money, it's certainly impossible.

It's just a bit of a hunger marketing tactic to show its own upscale and scarcity. In Japan, this is not an exception, but it has become a tacit consensus between stores and customers.

After Masayoshi Kishimoto and Rie Sakai ordered the food they wanted to eat, they patiently entered a waiting time. The reason why they didn't order alcohol is that Japan has a strong punishment for drunk driving.

Not only will the person concerned be severely punished, but also the store that sells alcohol will also be jointly and severally liable and will be punished accordingly. If the person drinks alcohol at home, the wife will also be punished.

Of course, if you don't get caught by the police and don't have any big problems, then there will naturally be no trouble. Otherwise, there will be big trouble.

"Hello, President Kishimoto, and Rie. Why are you two sitting here," Mrs. Honma said with surprise as she suddenly appeared in front of Kishimoto and Sakai.

"We didn't make an appointment in advance, it was just a temporary idea. Rie Sakai said honestly.

"Store manager, store manager. Mrs. Honma's eyes looked in one direction and raised her voice.

The store manager immediately rushed over when he heard the news, and said respectfully, "Mrs. Honma, is there anything I need to do for you?"

"What the hell is going on with you, you know who he is, no, this is the chairman of the Hard Gold Group, and the owner of the big company that won the entire Roppongi Old Town Reconstruction Project.

Do you want to continue to open your shop here in Roppongi in the future?" said Mrs. Honma, who was very angry, as if she had suffered some kind of injustice.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I'll change you to the best table. The store manager hurriedly bowed and apologized in the direction of Kishimoto Masayoshi.

Masayoshi Kishimoto didn't reply directly, but looked at Rie Sakai, who was sitting next to his right hand, and said, "It's up to you to decide."

"No need. It's quiet and nice. "Rie Sakai doesn't pay attention to that set of imaginary things at all. What's more, the other party didn't do anything wrong.

Even if you are the manager of this high-end restaurant, you will arrange passers-by to eat in the corners of the restaurant, after all, even if no one makes a reservation for a good location, it will also be reserved for sudden temporary use of frequent visitors.

"I'm so sorry, I really didn't know you were the president of the Hard Gold Group. The store manager still apologized vigorously.

When Masayoshi Kishimoto saw his somewhat lost appearance, he naturally remembered the death of a short civil servant, one of the representative works of the great Russian writer Chekov.

He couldn't bother with the other party at all and said, "Now that you know me, it's fine." ”

"I must remember you well. The store manager's facial expression was extremely serious.

Masayoshi Kishimoto couldn't help but laugh. He is not dead, and he doesn't need to be remembered for his voice and smile.

"Since it's such a coincidence, how about we sit down and dine with you?" Honma offered.

"Welcome. Masayoshi Kishimoto raised his hand and gestured to his left position.

"Then you and Rie wait a while, and I'll come back when I go. Mrs. Honma said with a smile on her face.

As soon as she turned around and left, the store manager took the opportunity to get out with her.

"Your company won the entire old town renovation plan in Roppongi, why didn't you tell me" Rie Sakai said with a grudge about the fact that everyone else knew and didn't know about it.

"Did you ask me," Kishimoto asked rhetorically.

"Nine times out of ten, the reason why I was appointed by Mrs. Honma as one of the vice presidents of the Rose Society is because your company has taken over the entire Roppongi old castle renovation plan. Rie Sakai suddenly realized.

"This is your one-sided guess. Not necessarily, Mrs. Honma valued your social and managerial talents," Kishimoto said and laughed.

Even if he didn't laugh, Rie Sakai wouldn't have been naïve enough to believe him. What I'm good at and what I'm not good at, I know it in my heart.

Rie Sakai blurted out with emotion: "Mrs. Honma is really a woman who is too realistic. Whoever is beneficial to her in the future, she will value. Who will not be useful to her in the future, and she will not even give one to the other party. ”

"You just know it in your heart. Why do you have to say it," Kishimoto said, raising his hand to signal her not to tell the truth in such a public setting.

While Mrs. Honma was returning from the table, the store manager reappeared at their table. He asked the clerk to bring a fine French Bordeaux red wine in the store and said, "In order to show our apologies and negligence in our work, I hope you can accept this red wine we have sent." ”

"I drove the car and couldn't drink alcohol. Still, these two ladies should be fine. Kishimoto accepted his repeated apologies.

After the manager understood this, he ordered someone to open it on the spot, and then he himself poured the red wine into the first tulip glass of the representative tasting, and respectfully placed it in front of Rie Sakai.

Rie Sakai was not polite, she directly picked up the red wine glass with her right hand and shook it gently clockwise, and then raised her head and took a sip of the red wine in the glass.

She let the taste buds on her tongue taste it a little, and then swallowed it down her throat, letting it flow all the way down into her stomach.