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Nine o'clock in the evening, Shirokanedai 2-chome, Minato-ku, Mita Iizakaya.

Although it was just after 9 o'clock, the only customer in the store at this time, except for two regular customers who came to play shogi every night at a table against the wall, was a middle-aged office worker in his 30s sitting at the counter.

The Mita family's izakaya has been open here in Shirokanedai 2-chome for more than 30 years. Shirokanedai used to be an ordinary civilian residential area, and old-fashioned civilian izakaya like Mitai were popular here, and business has always been booming.

However, since the mid-80s, Shirokanedai has been favored by real estate developers because it is located in a higher area of Tokyo. In just a few years, a large number of high-end apartment buildings have been built in the town, and many high-end restaurants, cafes, and bars have sprung up in the town.

With the large number of long-established residents in the town moving out, and the many younger, high-income earners who have moved in with a westernized lifestyle, the business of traditional long-established stores such as Mita Iizakaya has gradually become deserted.

Mita Jiro, the second-generation owner of the izakaya, was standing at the counter at this time, boredly picking up the stacked plates one by one and carefully wiping them with a dry towel. At the same time, I looked at the office worker in front of the counter with some curiosity who was drinking beer in Osaka.

Wearing designer suits and coats, gold wire glasses, and a social elite look like this kind of customer is rarely seen in his store. After a few glances, Mita wiped the plate in his hand. While hesitating in my heart whether to go up and talk.

At that moment, the door of the store was pulled open from the outside, and a cold wind blew in through the warm curtain hanging at the door. Mita, who was wearing only a sushi suit in the store, shivered from the cold, but his spirit was suddenly lifted a lot.

He shouted "Good evening, welcome" to the door, and then turned his gaze away.

The person who entered the door was a young man in his twenties, who was also dressed as an elite member of a large company. This young man, Mita, knew the youngest son of the Fujita family, the owner of a nearby kimono shop, and seemed to be called Fujita Kenji. This kid used to come to the restaurant to eat when he was in middle school, and it is said that he was admitted to the Okei school. After graduating, he joined a large securities company. I rarely saw him again.

When Kenji Fujita entered, he stood at the door and patted the snowflakes on his coat with his gloves while looking up at the store. When he saw the middle-aged man sitting in front of the counter, a look of surprise and surprise flashed on his face.

Before Mita had time to greet him. I saw Fujita hurrying to the middle-aged man's side. Respectfully and affectionately, he said, "Ah. Good evening, Chief of the Syrian Division! I didn't expect to meet you here! ”

This middle-aged man with an elite appearance turned out to be an acquaintance of Fujita's guy, and he was still a section leader. Mita gave up the idea of greeting Fujita. Standing next to him and looking at it with interest.

The man who was called the head of the Sukata section turned his head and saw Fujita, and said with a smile, "Yo, it turned out to be Kenji-kun." I came here after listening to your introduction, but I didn't expect to meet you the first time I came. It seems that you really like this restaurant's Okonomiyaki. ”

"Huh? It turns out that the head of the Syrian section came here after listening to my introduction, and that is really an honor for me. ”

"yes, I didn't eat anything at the Fuji Bank reception tonight. On my way home, I passed by this shop and suddenly remembered your previous introduction, so I came in. However, the Okonomiyaki here tastes really good, and it is an authentic Kansai flavor! ”

The middle-aged man took a sip of his beer glass, and said to Fujita: "Kenji-kun, please sit down, this is not in the company, so you don't need to be so restrained." By the way, why did you come back so late, did you work overtime in the company today? ”

Fujita put his coat and briefcase on the stool next to him, and after bowing to the Syrian side, he sat down on the stool in front of the counter.

He turned his head to the Syrian side and explained, "Section Chief, everyone believes that you will be able to convince Minister Saito of Fuji Bank at today's reception, so the members of our second section have stayed behind to finish the investment plan you designed. Section Leader, in order to defeat those guys in a lesson, everyone's motivation is very high! ”

After saying this, Fujita paused for a moment, then asked hesitantly, "Section Chief, what is the progress of Minister Saito at tonight's reception?"

The head of the Syrian section smiled a little smugly and replied, "Well, Minister Saito is very interested in my plan. And, with my sincere request, he finally agreed to accept our hospitality the night after tomorrow! ”

"Really? That's great! Fujita praised half compliments and half sincerely, "In the current situation, you can get a big man like the head of the investment department of Fuji Bank to accept your invitation." Section Chief Xufang, you really deserve the title of 'the most devilish executive man' in the entire Shanyi Securities! ”

The head of the Syrian section waved his hand reservedly and said modestly: "Where, where!" It's just that Minister Saito's blue eyes saw that my attitude was quite sincere, and gave me a face. ”

After speaking, he frowned a little distressed and said, "Kenji-kun, I'm also worrying about this matter now. Minister Saito was an old-fashioned man born before the war, and it is said that he was not very fond of Western-style nightclubs and clubs in Ginza and Roppongi. ”

"But the problem is that I am not very familiar with the high-end clubs with traditional Japanese flavors, and I don't know if I can make a reservation. If you can't find a suitable restaurant as a hospitality venue by tomorrow night, you're going to make a big mistake! If it really comes to that point, even if it is a shame, I will have to ask Minister Noma for help. ”

After listening to him, Fujita first frowned and thought for a while, then suddenly raised his head and said to the narrator with some excitement: "Section leader! I have a magazine here that I just bought today, and I think it may be of reference value to solve this problem for you! ”

He hurriedly opened his briefcase. He took out a magazine from it and handed it to Naoto Sukata, saying, "This is what I saw at a convenience store near the company at noon." At that time, a lot of people were buying it, and I bought a copy of it out of curiosity. Chief, this is a magazine that provides information on high-end shops and clubs in Kabukicho Street. ”

"Oh? There are still such magazines on the market now? The Syrian side took the magazine with some disbelief and flipped through it.

Halfway through the page, he was fascinated by the introductory text in the magazine, and couldn't help but start reading carefully, and the action of turning the pages slowed down a lot.

Fujita saw that he was fascinated, so naturally he didn't bother. He took the opportunity to say hello to Mita and ordered the same okonomiyaki and beer.

Mita, who had been listening to their conversation on the side. For the Fuji Bank that they just mentioned in the conversation. The minister was not interested in the contents of the matter, but the magazine that Fujita brought out later dedicated to the customs shops in Kabukicho Street made him very interested.

While pouring the prepared batter onto the iron plate and starting to fry Okonomiyaki, he pondered in his heart, "When I was young, I didn't have the opportunity to go to Kabukicho Street to see it. Now the children are in middle school. Business in the store is not good. I didn't have a chance to go. Now that you have a magazine like this, you have to buy a copy and come back and read it. In the future, when I brag to Sakata's gang, I will be able to lose face so much! ”

Wait for Mita's okonomiyaki to be ready. The Syrian side finally finished the magazine from the beginning. He raised his beer glass excitedly and said to Fujita on the side: "Kenji-kun, you have helped me a lot this time!" In that magazine just now, I think there are at least two stores that are very distinctive, and I think it will please Minister Saito. ”

He clinked glasses with the somewhat flattered Fujita, took a sip of beer, and continued: "Well, you can go to those two stores with me tomorrow night, feel it on the spot, and then pick the most suitable one." Well, the reception the day after tomorrow, you should also participate in it. ”

"Really? Chief of the Syrian Division! Can I really participate? Fujita stood up overjoyed, bowed deeply to the Syrian side, and shouted loudly in a trembling voice: "Section Chief, thank you very much for giving me this opportunity, I will definitely work harder in the future!" ”

For Fujita, who has only been in the company for two years, it was a very difficult opportunity to be able to attend such an occasion and come into contact with such a big person as Minister Saito. No wonder he's so excited.

"Kenji-kun, there's one more thing you can do for me tomorrow." When Fujita's feelings were stable, the Syrian side patted the magazine on the counter and told him: "You go and help me check the situation of the publishing house of this magazine, including the registered capital and address." Well, if possible, it's best to find the contact number of their president. ”

"Hey! Section Chief, I see! Fujita, who was still a little excited, agreed loudly. However, he soon asked with some confusion: "Section Chief, did you ask me to check this information, is there something wrong with this magazine?" ”

"Stupid! What could be wrong with this magazine! The narrator reprimanded half-truthfully, and then said to himself with some meaning: "I'm just a little curious about what kind of character can come up with such an idea, and if I have the opportunity, I hope to get acquainted with such a character." ”

The next morning, Jumei Magazine.

In the past two days since Li Guangzhi and the others delivered nearly 12,000 magazines to 29 newsstands the night before yesterday, the mood of the three of them can be said to be both expectant and worried, and they were so nervous that they didn't even sleep well.

As a reborn person, Li Guangzhi may be slightly better than the two Sun brothers in the nervous Cheng dù, because at least he can use many similar successful experiences in later generations as a support for his confidence. However, even so, he was still a little apprehensive in his heart for the past two days. After all, he is not completely sure whether the experience of later generations will be implemented in this era, and whether it will be successful.

At noon today, it was the time for them to make an appointment with 49 points of sale to check out. According to the previous plan, the 20 convenience stores were still in charge of Sun Dayong's subordinates, and the 29 newsstands at stations along the Yamanote Line were the task of the three of them. (To be continued......)