Standalone Tokyo

Chapter 153 The Uehara family’s thoughts () and temptation

"Invite you to dinner?" Fujiwara Masato looked in surprise at Masaki Aiko who came back to him, who was holding an invitation and handing it to him.

"Who invited me to dinner and did it so formally?"

"The head of the Masuyama family, Mr. Ryo Masuyama, invites Mr. Uehara and Mr. Fujiwara to meet at the "Bamboo Garden" high-end kaiseki restaurant in three days."

Hey, Master Masuyama Ryo invited me to dinner, who is this?

Fujiwara Masato was so surprised that he accepted the invitation.

This invitation is also very particular. The surface is mainly white, and the cover and corners are gilded. Gold powder is used to describe a beautiful pattern and the name of the invitee.

Putting aside whether the color white is somewhat unlucky in Eastern culture, just from the shape of this invitation, we can see that its cost is not low. The gold material is only about one gram.

Therefore, this kind of invitation itself is very valuable, which on the other hand reflects the high status of this person named Masuyama Ryo.

"Aiko, who is this Ryo Masuyama? Do I know him?" Masato Fujiwara was a little surprised as to why this man suddenly invited him and Grandpa Cheap to dinner.

"Master, as far as I know, Master Ryo Masuyama of the Masuyama family is not only a good friend of Mr. Uehara, he is also the police chief of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department."

"Ah!?" Hearing this, Fujiwara Masato was not only shocked, he was even stunned.

No, the Tokyo police asked me to go to dinner. Isn’t this the cat inviting the mouse to eat?

wrong!

Fujiwara Masato suddenly woke up from the shock, and he realized one thing...that is, why did the director of the Metropolitan Police Department named Masuyama Ryo invite him to dinner?

First of all, let’s make one thing clear, that is, the identity of the illegitimate son of the Uehara family. In the eyes of ordinary people, he is a very rich and powerful second generation, but in front of a big shot like Ryo Masuyama, he is nothing worth mentioning. rice.

Therefore, Masuyama Ryo's invitation to have dinner had something to do with his status as the illegitimate son of the Uehara family, but the main reason was certainly not this.

Without much effort, Fujiwara Masato came up with this reason.

Head of Poker Tokyo Branch.

This identity was a smoke bomb that Fujiwara Masato released to his subordinates and the outside world. Judging from this invitation letter, the police chief named Masuyama Ryo believed it.

He couldn't help but not believe that the special forces and gunfights that often occurred in Tokyo were indeed things that could not be faked. It would be strange if the police chief didn't react.

But to Fujiwara Masato's surprise, Masuyama Ryo actually knew his true identity and sent him an invitation letter.

Thinking of the other person attending the banquet together, Fujiwara Masato suddenly understood... I am afraid that it was Grandpa Cheap who took the initiative to inform Masuyama Ryo of his situation.

However, this was also something that I had expected, with both gains and losses.

Just like now, after the police chief found out about him, he didn't call a bunch of police to arrest him. Instead, he politely sent an invitation letter through the Uehara family, inviting him as the head of the Masuyama family. There are many meanings contained in it.

Fujiwara Masato's political reading ability is not good. He cannot fully read the meaning of this invitation letter. The only thing he can be sure of now is that the director of the Metropolitan Police Department currently has no ill intentions towards him.

In that case, go for it.

"What do I need to do?" Fujiwara Masato asked Masaki Aiko.

The girl maid took two steps back and looked Fujiwara Masato up and down.

"Master, the banquet is scheduled for three days, but I personally suggest that you start making preparations now."

"Well, what are the specific preparations?"

"A formal suit and a new look." Masaki Aiko said seriously.

"All of Master Fujiwara's current clothes are too casual and not suitable for formal occasions. In addition, although Master looks good now, the problem is the same as the previous one, too casual."

"Do I need a car?"

"No need, Master. Before the banquet starts, Master will send a car to pick you up."

"That's it, let's start."

Fujiwara Masato now has a little money. With the help of Oshima-gumi and Inoshita Daisuke, a few clean sums of money are transferred to his bank card every month, so he is not short of money.

However, this scope of people who are not short of money is still limited to ordinary people.

At that time, Masaki Aiko took Fujiwara Masato to a shop that specializes in custom-made clothes to buy a set of kimonos and shoes. They expedited the process and picked up the clothes two days later.

Then after going to the high-end styling shop next door to get a business haircut, Fujiwara Masato was surprised to find that his bank card was reset to zero.

Absolutely!

Masaki Aiko definitely made purchases based on Fujiwara Masato's bank card numbers.

……

Three days passed quickly. In the evening, at six o'clock sharp, a black limousine appeared in front of the villa on time.

Before Fujiwara Masato and Masaki Aiko got into the car, Fujiwara No. 1 and No. 2 rushed over and conducted a comprehensive inspection of the vehicle.

The driver was very dissatisfied with this, but in front of these two sturdy men, no one cared about his resistance.

After spending about ten minutes checking and confirming that there were no explosives in the car, that the braking system was normal, and that there were no foreign objects in the air-conditioning system, Fujiwara No. 1 waved to indicate that everything was normal and allowed Masaki Fujiwara and Aiko Masaki to get in the car. He got into the passenger seat.

The driver in the main car gave Fujiwara No. 1 a sharp look before starting the car and driving the people to the banquet location.

Fujiwara No. 2 led three people in another car and followed far behind.

Such a security force was arranged by Fujiwara Masato. It was related to his own life and he could not be careless.

Fujiwara Masato lives in Bunkyo District, and Zhuyuan High-end Kaiseki Restaurant is also in Bunkyo District. The driver's driving skills are very good and the car is very stable. It only took more than 20 minutes to reach the destination.

From the name of Bamboo Garden Kaiseki, you can know that the owner of the store loves bamboo, so the exterior and interior decoration of the restaurant are all related to bamboo.

Fujiwara Masato walked inside and when he opened the door curtain, a waitress wearing a kimono with a white face stepped forward and bowed to Fujiwara Masato.

"Welcome, does the guest have a reservation?" Masaki Aiko, who was following Masato Fujiwara and wearing a pink kimono, quickly stepped forward and handed over the invitation.

The waitress didn't take the invitation. She just bowed her head and looked closely at the words on the invitation. Then she turned around and waved.

"Guest, please follow me." After saying that, he led the way. Fujiwara Masato and Masaki Aiko followed. Fujiwara No. 1 lagged a little behind and looked around cautiously.

The internal environment of this kaiseki restaurant was a bit deserted. Apart from the classically dressed male and female waiters, Fujiwara Masato didn't see a single customer along the way.

Excluding the factors of poor business, I'm afraid this is a private party restaurant that is not open to the public. The vast space inside this so-called restaurant further confirms Fujiwara Masato's suspicion.

After walking nearly a hundred meters and turning through several corridors, the waitress who led the way finally stopped in front of a small courtyard.

"Please, guest."

Fujiwara Masato walked over and took a few steps. He turned back and cast his eyes on Masaki Aiko. The latter did not follow, but stood there with the waitress and Fujiwara No. 1.

"Master Fujiwara, please go in. Master Uehara and Master Ryo Masuyama are inside. I will wait for you here."

understood.

Fujiwara Masato shook his head in his heart, sighed, and continued walking forward.

This is Japan, a modern feudal society with very obvious and strict social hierarchies. It is not shown on the surface, but in details, it is very strict, even harsh.

The sons of politicians will become politicians, the sons of businessmen will become businessmen, and the sons of farmers can only be farmers, and at most they can become workers or programmers.

After Fujiwara Masato walked into the courtyard, he discovered that there were waitresses outside and special maids inside. Have you ever seen those geishas on TV who painted their faces white with powder?

The two people who now appeared in front of Masato Fujiwara, who knelt down to take off his shoes, were dressed like this. Their cheeks were pale, they wore gold flowers on their heads and wore black kimonos.

Putting aside the matter of whether they were beautiful or not, their appearance made Fujiwara Masato feel a little panicked.

This damn girl looks so much like a female ghost!
Suppressing some of the panic in his heart, Fujiwara Masato calmly asked the two geishas to take off his wooden shoes for him, and then walked into the tatami-covered house under their guidance.

Although he couldn't see it, during this process, Fujiwara Masato could feel that there were many eyes lingering on him in the yard. The owners of these eyes should be people who played roles such as guards and bodyguards.

As soon as he stepped onto the tatami, Fujiwara Masato heard bursts of conversation coming from behind the screen in front of him. One of the strong male voices was obviously the voice of his cheap grandfather.

Before Fujiwara Masato walked over, one of the geishas quickened her pace and silently stepped forward to convey the message to the guests behind the screen.

"Two gentlemen, Master Fujiwara is here."

Fujiwara Masato walked past the screen and saw two old men crossing their legs on either side of a low table. One was Shintaro Uehara, and the other was obviously Ryo Masuyama, the police chief of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department.

The latter has a square face and sharp eyebrows. In his daily work, he is obviously a dignified person who often gives orders to his subordinates.

"Come on, come on, Masato-kun, sit here with me." The old man Uehara enthusiastically patted the seat next to him, motioning for Masato Fujiwara to sit here. The process was very casual and did not conform to the dining etiquette of kaiseki cuisine.

However, Fujiwara Masato then thought about it. For ordinary people, when eating an expensive kaiseki meal, they need to cherish it and abide by the rules specified by the restaurant.

But for a big shot, coming here to eat is probably just like having a casual meal. How can he be serious?

When you and your friends go to a food stall to eat skewers, do you need to eat seriously?
Ryo Masuyama's invitation to Fujiwara Masato was just a matter of etiquette. If he was having dinner with his old friend Uehara, it would be bad if he took it too seriously.

When Masato Fujiwara sat down, Ryo Masuyama, who was sitting opposite him, looked at the former with some surprise. He said in amazement to his old friend Uehara.

"Uehara-san, your grandson is very good-looking!"

"Yes, he looks exactly like me when I was young." The old man Uehara laughed like a grandma.

"Come, Masato-kun, say hello to Grandpa Yishan."

Fujiwara Masato didn't know why, but his sixth sense told him that listening to the cheap grandfather would do no harm to him, so he obediently said to the old man opposite
"Hello, Grandpa Yishan."

"Old guy, when were you so good-looking when you were young?" Ryo Masuyama also smiled, then he reached out and took out a box from under the low table and pushed it in front of Masato Fujiwara.

"Look, kid, this is the gift I picked out for you."

The attitudes of the old man Uehara and Ryo Masuyama were very kind. They obviously wanted to play a role, and Masato Fujiwara would not spoil the atmosphere, so he took the box over and opened it honestly.

There is a mechanical watch inside, with black as the main body, gold as the embellishment, and gemstones as the clock numerals. Although you can't tell what brand of mechanical watch it is, you can feel that it is not cheap when you look at the shape.

"How about it?"

"It's very beautiful. I like it very much. Thank you, Grandpa Yishan."

"As long as you like it." Masuyama Ryo smiled, then he clapped his hands, and a geisha immediately came out of the surrounding screens and knelt down beside him.

"Let's serve."

"Hi Yi."

The female geishas who had been prepared soon came forward with sushi and seasonal side dishes to appetize the three of them...

The entire banquet process was a bit complicated and cumbersome, and the dishes served were small and exquisite. Masato Fujiwara would finish the entire dish in one or two mouthfuls, which made him feel a little bit scratchy and not very pleasant, but he was the one being treated. So nothing more was said.

And during the meal, there was a geisha serving Fujiwara Masato next to him. Every few bites, she would come over to help pick up the dishes, add wine, and clean up the eaten tableware. The service was so good that the wild boar Fujiwara Masato, who couldn't eat fine rice bran, was very uncomfortable with it.

During the meal, Old Uehara and Ryo Masuyama kept chatting. From time to time, they would ask Fujiwara Masato about some things about life and study. Fujiwara Masato answered half-truthfully and half-falsely. The process was warm and routine, and it seemed like nothing to outsiders. Something is wrong.

Then he ate, and when the geishas brought the seasonal fruits, Fujiwara Masato found that the kaiseki meal was coming to an end, and he was only half full.

Come on, you have to eat extra when you get home.

After eating and drinking, just when Fujiwara Masato felt that the real drama was coming, the old man Uehara waved to him.

"Masato-kun, since you are full, you should go back first. The program that will be held here is not suitable for you."

"Yes, Masato-kun, you go first." Masuyama Ryo also persuaded.

"Here, this is my business card. Come to the Metropolitan Police Department to see me when you have time. I heard that you are studying law at the University of Tokyo. When the time comes, you can come to the Metropolitan Police Department to get to know more people. If you want to be a police officer in the future, , which will be very helpful in your working life.”

(End of this chapter)