Japan

Kyoto, a secluded courtyard of ancient buildings, at this time it is summer, the leaves on the trees are lush, more than 100 years old, in this courtyard is not uncommon, this courtyard is tightly shaded.

There is a hall in the courtyard, where twenty-nine people are discussing something with each other, and if it is a live TV broadcast, then many people will know them, they are the various bosses of the Mitsubishi Foundation.

After the end of World War II, the Mitsubishi zaibatsu was forced to dissolve under strong pressure from the United States, and since then the close-knit chaebol has been scattered into many small independent companies. But the outbreak of the Korean War gave Mitsubishi a respite, and Mitsubishi once again completed the integration, not only through mutual shareholding, but also through the "Friday Meeting", on which the bosses of the former Mitsubishi chaebol companies would gather to discuss important matters.

This consortium controls about $1.6 trillion in assets in Japan (note that it is an asset, not a market capitalization,), affecting all aspects of Japan, and the Mitsubishi Group seems to be a loose entity at present, but the closeness of its companies is still unexpectedly high, and there are hundreds of companies typing the Mitsubishi trademark, but 29 are actually in action.

"What? Iwazhi-kun, today isn't Friday, did you summon us here for something? ”

"How so? I thought you summoned us."

"What the hell is going on?"

"I don't know!"

"Since the rebellion of the army and navy, I think everything in Japan is not normal, it should not be said that it is too abnormal."

"Yes, the Japanese Telegraph and Telephone Company has replaced network equipment on a large scale, but all the equipment purchased by the Chinese company is called the Magic Star Company, yes, it is the Magic Star Company, which is famous for artificial intelligence, and I think that in the future, all the communications and networks in this country will be under their monitoring."

"What are the cabinets doing, how can they allow such a thing to exist, it's so incompetent."

"I think they should be impeached and removed from office!"

"Smack! Syllable! Syllable! At this time, there was applause at the gate, "It's wonderful to listen to your discussion, why don't you care who summoned you." ”

29 family members looked at the young man who walked in, his face was very handsome, there was no small pimple on his face, his skin was so good that women were a little jealous, and one or two of these people liked the rabbit master, and their hearts couldn't help but live, this kind of superb little white face is really hard to find!

The man named Iwasaki-kun was in his 60s, a little bald, his face was a little vigilant, and when his wealth reached their level, he would bring seven or eight bodyguards when he went out, but it was quiet outside, and he asked a little solemnly, "Who are you?" ”

"I am your master."

"Our master?" There was a moment of silence, followed by a burst of laughter.

"Did I hear the funniest joke of the century? Is this guy crazy? ”

"Who does he think he is? The Emperor of Japan*? ”

"No, he must have thought he was God."

Yes, no one in Japan dares to talk to them like that, not even the emperor and the prime minister.

However, there were also some people at the scene who were awake, but they were all staring at Lin Feng, and those who were still laughing just now also fell silent.

"Isn't it funny!"

"It's really not funny, what is Mr. Lin doing here!"

Yes, this person is Lin Feng.

Lin Feng was a little surprised and said, "Yo, I didn't expect anyone to know me, I don't seem to be very famous in Japan!" ”

"Although Mr. Lin is not well-known in Japan, but the magic star company is like thunder, although Mr. Lin's photos on the Internet and newspapers are only a handful, even some photos are not clear, although we don't know what means Mr. Lin has to do all this, but this does not prevent us from going to Mr. Lin." It's still Iwasaki who speaks.

"It's no secret that it's just a little trick." After speaking, Lin Feng looked at it, there was an empty seat in the main seat, and he walked and sat up!

The seat was set up to commemorate Yataro Iwasaki, the founder of Mitsubishi Corporation, and it was not usually seated as a sign of respect.

So the more than 20 people who were originally sitting stood up more than a dozen at once, glaring at Lin Feng angrily, Iwasaki waved his hand, and those people sat down again.

Lin Feng looked at their strange behavior with some curiosity: "What's wrong?" Is there anything special about this location? ”

"It's nothing, Mr. Lin sit! Please forgive us for the inconsiderate hospitality! ”

"It's nothing, just greet yourself." After speaking, Lin Feng clapped his hands, and at this time, a beautiful woman came in with a food box, opened the food box, and put four plates of small snacks in front of Lin Feng.

Today, I took chopsticks and put a small snack in my mouth and chewed slowly. "It's still so bad! But there is progress, go for it! ”

"Hey!"

Everyone looked at the back of the woman leaving, and finally there was a person who couldn't help but shout, "Princess Jiazi." ”

The figure paused for a moment, as if it wanted to turn back and say something, but in an instant it was gone.

"Mr. Lin, what is the purpose of your coming here!"

Lin Feng took a piece of watermelon from the small plate on the table, put it in his mouth and took a bite: "I set up a company in Japan, it is about artificial intelligence, you should have heard of it called "Doraemon".