"Hmm...... Well done......"

In the cubicle of the Ji'an Izakaya, the landlady served a few side dishes, a bottle of sake, and bowed to the middle-aged guest in a suit: "Please use it slowly, Mr. Ueno." ”

Soichiro Ueno, a middle-aged man, was answering the phone, when he covered the microphone of his mobile phone and smiled politely at her: "Miss Miyu's wine is always not enough...... Please bring it to the door for me. ”

The door closed, and Soichiro Ueno looked relaxed and said to the phone, "You haven't been discovered, have you?"

"Ha, the minister is too worried, there are a lot of people marching, we only have a little money, and a dozen people can lead the procession, after all, there is a lot of social pressure now, and many people are trying to vent, so they join for free. ”

"The last time we were in front of Shibuya Station during the Tokyo Film Festival, we took off our shorts and shouted slogans in the square, and strangers passing by were stripped off to join us, and the same was true for the parade. ”

"I see. Soichiro Ueno understood.

It stands to reason that the education level of the Japanese people is generally high, and individuals should have strong opinions, but the fact is that the first choice of most Japanese people is to follow the trend, and they are scrambling to be the first, lest they fall behind, and if there are two or three people waiting in line at the entrance of a ramen shop, there is no worry that it will expand to five, six, seven, or eight people.

Soichiro Ueno had also heard about the incident in front of Shibuya Station, and he was left with only shorts and shouting slogans, this kind of nonsense and indecent behavior, one person would be taken as a madman, but more than a dozen people together became an organization, and people joined one after another, until it became a carnival sacrifice, which reflects the unique group consciousness of the Japanese.

The person on the other side was still talking: "Even in Kazuhiko Yamada's company, only five or six people demonstrated, so that the company has ordered Kazuhiko Yamada to take a vacation, after all, no company's company wants to cause trouble." ”

"Yes, it is. Soichiro Ueno said with a sigh.

Japan's economy continues to be sluggish, and the Japanese National Police Agency counted the number of suicides in the first half of the year, 17,076, an increase of 768 over the same period last year, and the total number of suicides last year was 32,249 - Japan has more than 30,000 suicides in the first half of the year.

This is a lot of pressure, not only for employees, but also for the company.

It is difficult for the company to be calm with any employee who causes trouble for the company, even if the responsibility is not on the employee.

The only thing to be thankful for is that the Japanese really can't stand to commit suicide, and the biggest resistance to suicide is nothing more than jumping off the rails and causing some trouble for the public - but almost no Japanese will really take revenge on society before they die.

Soichiro Ueno is also a minister, he knows how difficult it is to go up now, and he is a little sad that Kazuhiko Yamada's career has been hit hard, and it will become a stain if he wants to be promoted in the future.

The other side asked, "Do you want to continue tomorrow?"

"Yes, go on, I'm not afraid to spend money, you guys come the day after tomorrow and come to me every three days to settle the bill. Soichiro Ueno came back to his senses and said.

"Hi, got it. ”

It's just that at the last moment when the other party turned off the phone, he seemed to hear a muffled sound, and Soichiro Ueno suspected that he had heard it wrong, so he didn't care, turned it off, and enjoyed it with his heart.

In the summer, the chilled sake makes you feel a kind of coolness just by drinking it.

A plate of winter melon and melon, served with mayonnaise and green beans.

A platter of sashimi (three kinds) with two dipping sauces, soy sauce and sweet miso.

Tsushiyu, a representative fish of summer in the Kansai region, is light and springy.

When she ran out and went to check out, Miyu smiled softly, "Mr. Ueno, are you free on the weekend?" ”

According to a Japanese survey, 39% of women between the ages of 15 and 35 are virgins, and half of them have never had a boyfriend.

"Hmm...... There are also some businesses. Soichiro Ueno said apologetically.

"That's right. Miyu was still very gentle, and her eyes drooped: "You have been working hard, please come on." ”

"I'll do my best, this is an opportunity. ”

Waiting for the train in front of the station, under the lights of the high-rise buildings in the city, the cool breeze blows at night, and the alcohol comes up, and Ueno is a little regretful and sad......

I used to come to this Izakaya when I was young, and I liked Miss Miyu, but unfortunately I couldn't afford to marry her at that time, and everything in the city was too expensive.

Later, I got married, I thought everything was over, I didn't want to lose my wife in a car accident, and the two recovered a little bit of meaning, but this weekend was really not free.

This order, not only is it assigned by the superior, but there is an additional income of 1 million yen, and more importantly, through this, you may get further opportunities.

This is a middle-aged man's must be caught.

Thinking like this, he muttered a little: "It's a very good business, I've been in the position of deputy minister for six years, if I take advantage of this, I should be able to be promoted, right?"

The oncoming train, stopped at the station, the door opened, and there was a junior high school student in the carriage, walking along the carriage with his head down, almost hitting him.

"Be careful!" Soichiro Ueno shook his body and couldn't help but scold.

In Japan, of course, class is the most important, followed by age, seniors scold juniors, older scolds young, juniors will apologize and retreat, but with this sound, Soichiro Ueno only felt a flower in his eyes, followed by a sharp pain in his legs, and suddenly knelt on the ground and rolled over, letting out a miserable scream.

Soichiro Ueno rolled on the ground, and the rest saw the junior high school student just now returning to the carriage, the train left the platform in a scream, and the people who had just gotten off the train heard it and looked at each other, and few people around them saw what was happening clearly, just squinted and peeked, for fear of getting into trouble, none of them reached out to help, and even scattered around him.

After a long time, someone whispered, "What happened just now?"

"I didn't see it clearly, did you meet a road rage?"

In the carriage, few people saw that because the train was advancing, the three girls not far away, one seemed to be the largest, but it was only a middle school student, and the remaining two were obviously elementary school students, only seven or eight years old, with a somewhat similar appearance, it seemed to be sisters, and at this time the youngest body shook, spilled the drink, and splashed it on the ground.

My sister hurriedly bowed to the surroundings and apologized: "I'm sorry, please forgive me." ”

As he spoke, they squatted down to wipe it with the paper they carried, and Pei Ziyun's eyes were a little golden, and he glanced in the direction of the drunken middle-aged man.

"Hmph, the higher authorities have found it. ”

"Two little soldiers can't be spared, but you can't be spared. ”

After recovering part of his strength, he will be able to chase after the higher line according to the major karma, Pei Ziyun's eyes fell somewhere, and he was already determined to pull it out.

At this moment, the girls not far away were still wiping, and the adults around were watching coldly, Pei Ziyun would have helped if he had lived in Japan for a long time, but after living in Japan for a long time, he would have understood "air".

It's not about indifference, it's about Japanese social law, and if you get into trouble for everyone, you have to deal with it as soon as possible.

Kabukicho Izakaya

At this time, it was in business, this is a high-end izakaya, in the form of a private club, the environment is elegant, the decoration style is dark purple, the interior is cool, Suzuki Ryota greeted his subordinates: "Seiichiro, drink more, this time for two weeks in a row, the prospect of the club turning over depends on this, we have to work hard!"

It's rare to have an easy and 30 million yen task, which isn't too much, but it's worth fighting for yourself.

"Hey!" the middle-aged man named Seiichiro bowed down, his expression very serious.

In Japanese society, employees are tied to the company, especially the interests of the core members are closely related to the rise and fall of the company, so although they know that their superiors will take away a lot of money, but the subordinates who are accustomed to collective education do not dare to complain, they will only dedicate themselves desperately, and show a tail-wagging attitude for rewards, and at the same time, the company's superiors will also reward this attitude, which is the so-called tacit understanding in the collective atmosphere.

In the flattery of his subordinates, Ryota Suzuki was very satisfied with this attitude, and he had worked hard in the company for 30 years, isn't it just for such a day? In this process, people will lose a lot of useless things, but no matter what...... He is a survivor of society.

In a high position, the fate of hundreds of employees is in the hands of his subordinates, and power tastes like a drug, and as long as he tastes it, he doesn't want to give it up.

"President, President?" asked a subordinate cautiously.

"Oh, drink, drink. Suzuki Ryota woke up, he was always calm and rational, never showed any emotions in front of his subordinates, and was called the ghost god Suzuki, and wondered at this time: "It's strange, why do I feel so much today?"

He is old, his body can't support much, he doesn't like to drink anymore, and after drinking a little, he goes to the bathroom.

There was a female employee who wanted to accompany her, and Ryota Suzuki looked at her posture, even if she was under makeup, she could only look at it, so she refused.

There was water in the bathroom, and the door on one side opened, but he didn't care, even though this is a high-end izakaya, it can't be just his own guests.

It's just that in the next second, I only heard a "poof" sound and the vest was cold, and before I had time to think, the whole person fell, my face was lying on the cold tile, the urine was still being released, and the blood was flowing together, and my eyes were dark.

Who's going to kill me? Who have you offended lately?

Suzuki Ryota was terrified, stretched out his hand to shout, beg for mercy, and beg for help, but he couldn't make any sound, only one person struggled on the cold ground, and the feeling of weakness in his heart and mouth spread to his whole body, and the darkness seemed to be the last little brighter in front of him, and he saw a small back and went out as quietly as a ghost......

Pei Ziyun closed the door, straightened down his collar, found that he was spotless, looked back with satisfaction, pasted a Do Not Disturb sign, bowed his head and passed through the lively box, without the presence of the president, the staff was much more relaxed, but Seiichiro asked a little strangely: "The president is not coming back?"

"Hey, maybe it's too much. ”

Pei Ziyun pushed open the door, it was already late at night, a middle school student went in and out of this kind of place, and the waiters at the door would have been strange, but the strange thing was that they only cared about talking and laughing, ignoring that someone passed in front.

Pei Ziyun looked at one place and muttered, "Is there a higher level?" ”

A faint and tangible smell of ghosts and gods.