Chapter Twenty-Three: Who Are Our Enemies and Who Are Our Friends?
"Ahem...... cough cough cough ...... Ahem......" Li Xu coughed violently, and the square table in front of him, as well as the floor in front of him, were covered with indescribable liquid. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
Then there was someone next to him who said cool words: "Oh, it seems that my mother is right." β
So he coughed even harder, and when he finally controlled his convulsions, his face was already red.
Bang, Michiko clapped his hands while he was there, and two maids soon came in outside, quickly cleaned up the liquid on the ground, changed a cup for Li Xu, and then withdrew.
Then, Li Xu took a deep breath, glanced at his mother, and quickly took his gaze back. Without him, my mother's ...... "I guessed right" smug look, as well as the playful and ridiculous gaze, are really a bit underwhelming, which is really infuriating.
"Mother, don't you think...... You suddenly say something like that...... Is it really too scary?" Li Xu gritted his teeth and said as he looked at the unfinished dishes in front of him.
"Why, is it wrong for a mother to care about her children?" Michiko sighed, as if she was very aggrieved.
"Of course it's not wrong, but ......" Li Xu took a deep breath again, "How could you come to such a conclusion?"
"They're all older than you. Michiko's voice was tinged with surprise, as if she felt strange, she couldn't see such an obvious thing?
Besides, the mother-love complex is also a normal psychological tendency, it is human nature, sons will be a little towards their mothers, and daughters are closer to their fathers. Only those with dirty minds will be restless when others mention this. Michiko said seriously.
I'll you! You have a good point, but I am speechless! Li Xu finally couldn't hold back and rolled his eyes.
"When did Mother become interested in anthropology?" asked Li Xu weakly.
"I recently took the time to finish reading Louis Dumont's The Order, and some of the ideas are interesting in comparison to Ruth Benedict's The Chrysanthemum and the Knife. Michiko said leisurely.
Li Xu stopped talking for a while, his mother had a large study room of more than 30 square meters, which was full of books, all kinds of types, almost a small library.
What's more, these books are not decorations, and my mother did not collect these books to hold 13, she would really read them, and she would read them again and again when she encountered good books. If she says she has read any book, she has really read it, and at this time it is better to honestly clamp her tail and not try to slap her face, which will only be rolled all over the floor.
"I just don't understand, we were talking about Nintendo one second, why the next second we started talking about, well, this is coming. After a few minutes of silence, Li Xu asked again.
"Is there a connection between the two?" Michiko seemed a little puzzled.
"Of course there is no contact!" Li Xu scratched his head, and finally looked at his mother.
"Since there's no connection, why can't you say it?" Michiko said slightly.
"This ......" Li Xu was stunned, yes, since there is no contact, why...... Hey, no, since there's no connection, why did you jump on this?!
He glared at his mother with some annoyance, but Michiko still looked innocent, so he had to retreat.
There's no way, her skin isn't thick enough to resist violently, so don't mention it, lest she say anything shocking.
"Alright, Mother, you mention this...... What the hell do you want to say?" Li Xu asked in a calm tone.
"Ah, this, I was just thinking, in a month, you'll be an adult, what kind of gift should I give you. Michiko said with a distressed look, "You asked for Yamaguchi Momoe before, and Sayuri Yoshinaga and Kurihara Komaki for the second year, so I can't narrow down your preferences." β
Then she thought of something, her eyes lit up, and she asked in a consultative tone: "How is Masako Natsume, do you remember that you seem to have said that she is also very in line with your aesthetics." β
Li Xu just wants to cover his forehead, dear mother, do you know that you really want to be that kind of courtyard and what kind of prince you look like.
Of course, he didn't dare to say this, otherwise he would definitely die a tragic death here.
"Well...... Li Xu didn't know what to say for a while.
Mother-lover complex? Mao-loving complex, I'm in my forties and almost fifty, what's wrong with liking women in their twenties, sixties, and thirties? Forget it, in this case, I have an idea, just take advantage of this opportunity to try it.
"That's it," Li Xu slapped the table, "Since my mother said that I, well, that, then change something else this time." β
"Oh?" Michiko looked deaf.
"You see, Mother, I'll be 18 years old in a month, and I'll be an adult. At that time, I can have my own company, my own house, and I can officially go out independently, so ......" Li Xu said very seriously, "I need a housekeeper of my own." β
Then, without waiting for his mother to speak, he immediately continued: "Last year, when I went on vacation to Osaka alone, I saw a beautiful girl of fourteen or fifteen years old in a supermarket in Naka-ku, Sakai City, and I liked her very much, so I ...... it."
Speaking of this, Li Xu smiled: "Can you find her and train her to be my housekeeper?"
"Oh, Liangshi is really going to give her mother a problem. Michiko narrowed her eyes and looked at Li Xu, her fingers unconsciously tapped a few times on the square table, "The supermarket in the SZ district of Sakai, Osaka? β
"Oh, I struck up a few words and knew her name. Li Xu smiled, "It seems to be called Yasuko Sawaguchi." β
"Well, maybe you can try," Michiko still squinted her eyes, making it impossible to see her thoughts, "but in that case, what should we do with this one?"
"What, which one?" Li Xu was a little puzzled.
Michiko didn't speak, she patted her hand lightly again, and immediately a maid pushed open the door to the room, and then a woman wearing a turquoise kimono with her hair in a bun walked in with her head down.
Although she is a mature woman in her thirties, the innocence of her youth has begun to fade, but the feeling of warmth and elegance still makes people feel very comfortable.
Coupled with hanging his head and revealing his fair neck, it is a bit of Xu Zhimo's sentence, "The most is the gentleness of the bowed head, just like the shyness of the water lotus".
"Mrs. Michiko. When the woman came in, she knelt directly on the ground and bowed down to Michiko at the top.
After a few seconds, he straightened up, and bowed down again to Li Xu: "Young Master Liangshi." β
Since she came in, Li Xu frowned slightly, and now he looked at his mother, but Michiko didn't say anything, just looked at him, so he sighed: "Get up, Yoshinaga-san." β
"Hay. The woman leaned over again and stood up, "Young Master Liangshi can just call me Sayuri." β
Li Xu didn't answer, but looked at his mother again, and this time Michiko explained: "After you asked Sayuri and Sayuki to come over to accompany you last year, Yoshiaki Tsutsumi wanted to give Sayuri to you, and I accepted it for you." β
The corners of Li Xu's mouth twitched, slightly unhappy, this is not for Sayuri. As I said before, neither the industrialization of the late 19th nor the transformation of American dads in the 50s allowed RB to completely remove its feudal characteristics.
So, the son of a parliamentarian is still a councillor, the son of a merchant is still a businessman, and the son of a worker is still a worker. Therefore, geisha can be given to each other, subordinates must bear the blame for their bosses, and if they can't bear the pressure, they should die quietly instead of bothering others.
RB's entertainment industry is probably one of the most closed entertainment circles in the world, and it has always played by itself behind closed doors, and its openness is a little better than that of Bollywood. The magnates want to play a "geisha", which is a one-sentence thing, but with their status, there are a lot of good families to play, so why bother to lower their style?
If Kujo Ryoshio's situation is put to the present, it will definitely not be too serious, and at most he will be despised by people of the same class.
Even so, the pressure is not ordinarily small, and even an American child like Li Xu, or a rebellious son like Di Yiming, who is semi-notoriously rich, will not care.
In short, as long as public opinion is properly controlled, no matter how many shady scenes there are, even in the era of 30 years later, the news of the RB entertainment industry obtained from the Internet is both true and false, and it cannot be believed or fully believed.
So, don't look at Sayuri Yoshinaga and Taro Okada have been married for seven or eight years, but actually...... Hehe.
Similar situations cannot be said to be seen everywhere, but they are by no means alone, otherwise, how could Li Xu arrange a fake marriage between Yamaguchi Momoe and Miura Yuwa without worry, so as to continue the legend of "once".
Yoshiaki Tsutsumi gave Sayuri Yoshinaga to him, and his mother had already agreed on his behalf, so he would accept it, and Sayuri himself didn't say anything, right?
So Li Xu's unhappiness is aimed at the person of Di Yiming.
This guy is the founder of the Seibu Group, a veteran of the Liberal Democratic Party, and the son of the farmer-born Tsuyasujiro Outer Room - otherwise how could he be called a semi-nouveau riche concubine - he is mean and unkind, believes in Xunzi's nature and evil, and his business philosophy is to use slaves rather than talents.
Other than that, very arrogant, self-righteous, typical Japanese machismo, very difficult to get along with, especially when he thinks you are inferior.
His mother had never been amissive of seeing such a thing, but now she had to deal with himβor she would have agreed directly for him, why should she have to ask first? And Tsutsumi Yoshiaki will give Sayuri over, and there is no temptation, which is really unpleasant.
"Go down, Sayuri. Michiko seemed to see Li Xu's thoughts, and immediately said this to Sayuri Yoshinaga, who was standing there.
Sayuri bowed and retreated from the room.
"Don't worry about it that much, good facts. Mother laughed, "The Seibu Group is just a big grasshopper. β
This sentence is full of murderous words, well, although his mother is relatively dark in front of him, but when it comes to business, the queen's style can't hide it.
Then an even more murderous sentence rang out: "However, you must know who is our enemy and who is our friend, and this is the first question!"