The camera cuts to Mito's thoughts about whether to contact Miyamoto Moko when her deity is eating ramen at an izakaya.

"Boss, add another char siu."

"Okay, add another serving of barbecued pork, do you need soy sauce?"

"That's not necessary, thank you."

The small izakaya is sparsely populated, but the human touch is exceptional, and this is Moko's latest experience in Chitose City. As of today, she has been in Hokkaido for a while, but due to many factors, she has no intention of leaving.

She simply loves Hokkaido, a large agricultural island full of spruce needle forests, a sparsely populated northern land with developed fishing and hunting. Now that September has just arrived, the weather is already slightly cool, and it will not be long before it will be covered in snow, and the sight of snow-capped mountains can only be seen in Hokkaido.

"Hey, have you heard, there's a typhoon going to sweep through us."

It was the time to eat when a gossip resounded in the izakaya, and Moko immediately listened attentively.

"Did you know? Typhoon is tyrannical, a big guy who is more than level 14, followed by Amirhans who is level 13, and he will be promoted to level 14 or above. It's really strange, is there a typhoon in September, and why is it blowing towards our Hokkaido! ”

"This is miserable, although the fishing boats can return to port, but the heavy rain will be watered, and the autumn harvest will be affected, right? The weather forecast can be reminded again and again, this is a 'wet' typhoon! ”

"Who's to say it isn't. Even if the rice we grow is all crops that are soaked in water all day long, there is no reason to be watered by the torrential rain of the typhoon, and I am still waiting for the snow to melt next year! What can I do now, I really have to make the manufacturers of the rain shelter make a lot of money? These bastards who depend on the sky for food! ”

Eating and drinking, many people here are local farmers, and since the typhoon is approaching, they complain more than anyone else. Moko sat in a very inconspicuous corner, wearing an unusually plain trouser jacket and a baseball cap on top of his long black hair, quite a tomboy, just silently eating his own share of noodles.

Then at this moment, the mobile phone rang, Mozi took it out and looked at it, and the phone was rarely hung up by Mei Dongsang.

She immediately chose to connect.

"Hey, Midong-san, good afternoon, why did you suddenly remember to contact me?"

The voice is very small, so that it will not be heard by the peasant uncles who talk loudly, and the fishermen who are accustomed to hearing the sound of the sea wind and waves do not think about it.

"I'm sorry I thought of you when I encountered something important, but my dear, I do have an important matter to talk to you about here, are you free now?"

At this moment, on the east side of Tokyo's Chiyoda Ward, Midong is walking elegantly towards a 100-meter-high office building in high heels, passing through the square in front of the building at this moment. The phone was indeed a little noisy, and in addition to Miyamoto Moko's voice, there were many men talking about the typhoon. Midong was quite curious, isn't she staying in Hokkaido now, or has she been studying less recently, why can there still be a typhoon in that place?

"I'm free here, just eat the barbecued pork noodles slowly, what's the cost of Mei Dongsang?"

"Well, in fact, this is the case, the Mitsubishi Foundation has a permanent surname Shuitun, which is very influential in heavy industry and chemical respectively. Isn't that now that I'm studying at Tokyo University, I happened to meet his son and wanted to join forces with him to invest in real estate. ”

After thinking about it carefully, Midong decided not to explain the date well, after all, she was dangling with Mozi's reputation outside. God knows, if this girl knew that she had a passer-by who was dating her boyfriend, would she immediately jump up and down in a hurry, and couldn't help but run back to make trouble?

Therefore, the next chat is only about whether and how to cooperate with the Shuitun side...... That's what Midong is going to do.

"You suddenly mentioned these people to me...... I'm not very familiar with it. ”

Mozi said slowly, and she vaguely felt that something was wrong. There are so many powerful people in Tokyo, although she Miyamoto Moko knows a lot, but she is not so familiar with her personal name casually, why did Mito-san suddenly carry this to ask. However, since it is a rare phone call from Yumi Dongsan, of course Mozi is happy to chat with her, even if the barbecued pork noodles become cold.

"As a person from Mitsubishi, I have a deep connection with Mitsui & Co., and I have provided you with so much information overnight, and this Shuitun general manager is indeed very remarkable."

On the other side of the phone, the rich girl gave such an evaluation. At this time, Mito was standing alone in the empty elevator, heading towards the top floor of the Twin Towers, looking out of one glass window at the rising panoramic view of downtown Tokyo, and she nodded heartily.

Not only is it remarkable, this Shuitun has a deep connection with Mitsui & Co., but also has a lot to do with the police community, and can even be used as a representative of Mitsubishi in the direct drive order, which can be summarized as a remarkable. So in other words, if Mei Dong can really get rid of this guy and replace him with the controlled Xiaoshuitun, then the power in this vein will not be hers?

"It's good to have you to cheer me up in my heart, so Mozi-chan, there's something I really can't help but want to ask. Don't blame me for talking too much, it's really my phone radio is too good, your phone is leaking too much, what about the izakaya, right, those people next to me are talking...... Typhoon Affects Rice Yield? Typhoon? ”

It was indeed a surprising answer, and after Meidong got the confirmation news, he immediately said that he would carefully check the weather forecast for the next few days. There are two typhoons coming to Hokkaido at the same time, and it is in a time like September, although it is not impossible, but the probability is still too small!

"As soon as the storm arrives, our autumn harvest this year will indeed be greatly affected, and farmers will definitely think of increasing production next year in order to ensure their income. Therefore, at this time, it can be used to promote our hybrid rice technology, even if it can only persuade some farmers to do experimental fields, the reputation is established step by step, and the market will be won. ”

"Mei Dongsan's business acumen is so good, I can't think of this layer, just listening to their excitement."

In the izakaya, Moko was really envious, and smiled extremely sweetly: "You are simply born to be the president, but Professor Tokugawa, is it really time to bring it to the market?" Although this is a technology in China in the 70s of the last century, if Japan is completely dependent on private promotion, it will take some effort to win the trust of others, right? ”

With a ding, the elevator door opened, and Midong walked slowly on the marble floor, nodding in agreement.

"So, there's a lot of work to be done next, such as Mozi-chan...... Dear, didn't I want to say you, are you really addicted to travel, and Lai is not coming back in Chitose? ”

It's really funny that the hard-working Midong-san actually started to complain.

Mozi chuckled and hung up, then beckoned to the shopkeeper.

"Boss, add another slice of barbecued pork!"

"Okay, I'll be right away!"