Tokyo: Starting with taking on his wife's debts

Then, the episode ended with Kakarot's loud shout, the instant the golden warrior appeared.

I'll watch the next episode next week.

"Damn it! How could this happen!"

Boss Nagata was filled with remorse and frustration.

It's already 12:30.

"Alright, alright, since you're so eager to know what happens next, I'll tell you."

Hideaki took the remote and switched to the financial channel, then patted Mr. Nagata on the shoulder and continued, "The next episode is about Frieza running away frantically because he can't beat Goku, then running into Gohan and killing him, and then Piccolo, through telepathy, having a death throes effect, transforming into..."

"Shut up!" Boss Nagata roared, his face flushed and veins bulging on his forehead. "If you spoil another plot point, I'll cut ties with you!"

Ring ring! The landline phone rang.

Mr. Nagata grabbed the microphone angrily: "Who is it?!"

Umezu Midori said, "...Is your supermarket the one at the entrance of Namie-cho Village?"

Outside the convenience store, the hum of a car engine could be heard, and the front of a military green SUV covered in mud slowly emerged.

"They really came?!" Boss Nagata's eyes widened, then he hung up the phone, pointed to the car outside, and said, "It's for you. You two talk, I'll listen in."

There's so little interesting news in the village, and there are hardly any children left. It's so boring...

The woman in the military green jeep was dressed very fashionably.

She had long, wavy, light yellow hair that reached past her shoulders, the ends of which cascaded down her full chest.

The top was a military green long-sleeved shirt with buttons and four pockets, just like a military uniform.

She was wearing black sunglasses, which made her face appear smaller and very fair.

The car door opened, revealing a pair of Dr. Martens boots, followed by a long, military-green leg.

Just as Xiuming reached the door, the other person's previously pursed, fiery red lips suddenly parted, revealing a set of pearly white teeth.

He jogged over, bent down, and extended his hand in one swift motion, saying, "Mr. Xiuming, it's great to finally meet you."

"you are?"

Xiu Ming didn't recognize it.

He's in a terrible mood right now, you could say extremely bad.

Why didn't my Ayako come?

How disappointing! Are we just going to make do with her? Wouldn't that make us look like animals?

"Mr. Xiuming, you really have a bad memory. We met at Sanyo Securities."

As Midori Umezu took off her sunglasses with her right hand and was about to put them in her left breast pocket, she suddenly paused. Then she hung the sunglasses on the button of her open collar. The sunglasses seemed a bit heavy, causing the collar to drop slightly, revealing a cleavage.

"Minister Umezu?" Hideaki's eyes lit up. "You've changed so much, I almost didn't recognize you. By the way, what brings you here?"

I guess they're asking about buying and selling stocks. Well, that makes sense, Sanyo Securities is probably about to go bankrupt, right?

Perhaps it's the peaceful atmosphere in the countryside that downplays Japan's declining economic trend and eliminates the urgency and sense of crisis of an economic bubble bursting!

Small and medium-sized enterprises across the country are in dire straits.

"Ah..." Umezu Midori lowered her head slightly, feeling that it would seem too snobbish to get straight to the point, so she gestured towards the convenience store and asked, "Um, may I come in and talk?"

Boss Nagata craned his neck and called out, "Come in, come in and let's chat!"

After the two entered, Mr. Nagata warmly brought out a small stool and a cup of hot water for Midori Umezu.

The television on the table next to me had switched to a financial channel.

An expert analysis program was playing, basically saying: the time is ripe, everyone can buy at the bottom, come on, come on! Sacks of money...

Chapter 162 I'm Single, My Husband's Been Dead for a Long Time

To avoid accidentally focusing information on the television itself, Hideaki paid special attention to the television screen, aiming to quickly lock onto the line of data the moment the large data panel appeared on the screen.

“Mr. Hideaki…it seems like it’s been a long time since you’ve done business with our company,”

Midori Umezu spun around in her small chair, looked at the television, and said in a casual tone, "That's true. After all, a small company like Sanyo Securities can't compare to big companies like Nomura and Yamaichi."

"Are you selling insurance?"

Before Hideaki could speak, Mr. Nagata frowned and leaned closer, "Do you have any financing-type variable insurance?"

Many large financial groups in Japan own both securities companies and insurance companies.

Mr. Nagata purchased [financing-type variable insurance] from Nomura Insurance, a subsidiary of Nomura Securities.

“I’m not an insurance salesman,” Midori Umezu replied instinctively, “but our company has connections, and I can recommend this financial product to you.”

"Do I need your recommendation?!"

Suddenly, Mr. Nagata stood up, grabbed a fly swatter, pointed at the disposable paper cup that Midori Umezu was holding, and shouted, "Please spit out the water you just drank!"

"what?"

Umezu Midori tightened her grip on the disposable paper cup, and after standing up, she seemed somewhat at a loss. "I'm so sorry, I don't quite understand what you mean..."

"Get out!" Boss Nagata's hand trembled as he gripped the fly swatter, as if he were about to strike Umezu Midori's face at any moment. "Leave my house, you're not welcome here!"

His eyes were filled with the anger of someone who had "lost his wife." Could it be that buying this kind of insurance would lead to a divorce?

"Boss, to be fair," Xiuming said, standing up to gently push the fly swatter away to avoid it slapping his face, "it wasn't her who sold it to you..."

“You’re no better,” Boss Nagata grabbed Hideaki’s arm and dragged him out. “You have a wife at home, but you’re keeping more than a dozen mistresses on the side! Get out, all of you get out!”

Well, he was in a fit of anger and got caught in the crossfire... Hideaki was speechless.

The TV screen wasn't showing any stock market data, so I figured I should just go to a securities trading institution in the county. That would be more reliable.

"Let's go!" Hideaki turned around and called to Midori Umezu, "The boss doesn't even welcome us, what are we still standing there for?"

Umezu Midori's face had turned pale with fright. She opened her mouth as if to say something, but was stopped by Hideaki's eyes.

Nothing I say will work unless I return the money to him, which must be at least several million yen...

Hideaki got into Umezu Green's Jeep, while Boss Nagata stood at the door, hands on his hips, yelling, "If you don't leave, I'll smash your car window! Vampire...liar..."

The back seat and trunk of the car were filled with gift boxes, a stack of documents were placed under the windshield, and there was a mobile phone in the corner.

"Mr. Hideaki, where do we go next?" Midori Umezu asked.

Outside the car window, Mr. Nagata's figure gradually disappeared into the distance, still cursing and swearing.

This trip was absolutely terrible...

Speaking of which, Mr. Nagata just said that Hideaki has more than a dozen mistresses... When we talked on the phone earlier, Nagata seemed to say that his wife already knew, and he even scolded his wife for not knowing what was good for her... Could he be a domestic abuser?

It seems like all rich men are like this, right?

Umezu Midori subconsciously thought of her husband, who not only subjected her to emotional abuse but also physical abuse, frequented shady clubs... and even cheated on her with an equally depraved woman, buying her a house and living there...

He hasn't been home for over a month. I really hope he never comes home. If he dares to come home, I'll kill him!

“Stop under that crooked tree up ahead,” Xiuming pointed to the outpatient building on the right front and continued, “A friend of mine is in the hospital. I’ll let her know first, and then we’ll go to the county town.”

It takes about 30 minutes to drive to Fukushima Prefecture. I have to make some money in the stock market today.

“Okay…” Midori Umezu’s heart tightened.

This must be the widow that Mr. Nagata mentioned, right?

How did she end up in the hospital? Could she have been beaten up by Xiuming?

When parking, I almost crashed the car into a crooked tree and slammed on the brakes.

The red gift box that was placed on the back seat of the car rolled down and under the seat.

Xiuming wasn't wearing a seatbelt and almost crashed headfirst into the windshield.

After getting out of the car, he glared angrily and shouted, "I'm driving later, so don't drive!"

I'm so sorry!

With a look of panic, Midori Umezu bowed and backed away. Hideaki looked like he was about to strike at any moment, and she was really worried that he would slap her in the face.

Compared to him, the way Mr. Nagata held the fly swatter just now made him look like a child...

Xiuming clearly didn't notice her unusual behavior, and directly opened the back door, asking, "Are these gifts in the car meant for me?"

Many health supplements, organic iron supplements, B-complex vitamins, nut gift boxes, dark chocolate... blueberries, cherries, bananas...

Hideaki suddenly changed the subject, and Midori Umezu almost didn't react, subconsciously nodding and saying, "Yes..."

“Then I’ll take them all,” Xiuming said, taking the gift boxes out. “Come on, let’s move them in together. My friend just happens to need these supplements, so your timing is perfect.”

"Uh... okay."

When Midori Umezu bought the gift, she was thinking that Hideaki might not accept it, so she subconsciously bought what she liked. Unexpectedly, he actually accepted it.

That's good news too. Now that you've accepted the gift, you should at least help me with the stock trading, right?

Even if I don't say why I'm here, he'll definitely figure it out.

Seriously, with him so actively carrying the supplements, that woman must have been beaten pretty badly by him... When he glared at me just now, I felt like he was going to kill her...

Hideaki carried a pile of gift boxes ahead, while Umezu Midori followed cautiously behind, her heart pounding with trepidation.

Hideaki pushed open the ward door and went inside. Umezu Midori subconsciously stopped at the door and peeked inside.

Lying on the hospital bed was a young woman with fair skin and beautiful eyes, with an IV drip inserted into the back of her right hand.

Her cheeks were still flushed with embarrassment, and she didn't look like a widow at all.

"I have to go out for a bit. I'll eat this when I'm hungry..."

Hideaki greeted her and had just placed the gift box on the bedside when Funakawa Yoshiko suddenly punched him in the back with her left fist, her face contorted like a thief as she whispered:

"Idiot, you bought the wrong model again... It's so annoying, it's leaked again..."

"Change it if it leaks," Xiuming said impatiently, taking a bag of sanitary napkins from the bedside table drawer. "You're nowhere near as good as my wife!"

Funakawa Yoshiko pulled her hands under the sheets, biting them with her teeth, her eyes darting around, and asked softly, "What kind of wife do you envision?"

Funakawa Yoshiko thought Hideaki was targeting her.