In Tokyo, even the most fierce dragon is afraid of the hatchet

"why?"

The phrase "I am still alive" is abrupt. Why would one say "I am still alive" when waking up in an ordinary morning? When people are busy, it is difficult to think about whether they are alive or living. "

"..."

An informal chat.

The dish ends.

Just as we were about to start eating, a middle-aged man in his fifties walked in.

Seeing that Tsutsumi Seiji had guests, the visitor was stunned for a moment, then greeted them and said, "I'm so sorry, I didn't know that Tsutsumi had guests. Please forgive me for my rudeness."

"You're welcome, Miyake-kun. Let me introduce you to this person. This is Nagano Nao, the president of the Japanese company Ibo Kansai. He is a very outstanding junior."

This introduction.

Interesting.

Because the Nakamura family and the Tsutsumi family do not get along.

Nagano Naoko understood what he meant, stood up and said, "Hello, Miyake-kun, I am Nagano Naoko, it's our first meeting, please give me your guidance."

"You're welcome, Nagano-kun. Do you know me?"

"How could Nagano not know the name of Issey Miyake? I have always been your fan."

"Haha... Nagano-kun is really good at talking. I hope you don't mind interrupting your and Tsutsumi-kun's meal."

"How could that be! It would be so honorable to have dinner with Miyake-kun."

"Don't be polite, Miyake-kun. Let's sit down and have a meal together."

"Then excuse me."

The three of them sat down one after another.

As the junior, Nao Nagano took the initiative to pick up the wine and fill up everyone's glasses.

"I am very grateful to have received your guidance today. Please let Nagano toast you a glass."

Tsutsumi Seiji, you’re welcome.

Pick up the glass and drink it in one gulp.

As Seiji Tsutsumi's right-hand man, Issey Miyake's suits led the modern clothing trend in Japan and even directly influenced the aesthetic of East Asian clothing.

There's no harm in making friends with this kind of person.

Drink a glass of wine.

Nagano raised his glass again: "Miyake-kun, this is our first meeting, please let Nagano toast you a glass."

Three glasses of wine.

Nagano Nao's face turned slightly red.

However, Seiji Tsutsumi and Issey Miyake were obviously alcoholics and they dragged him to have a few more drinks.

They toasted each other and exchanged cups.

Seeing Nao Nagano and Seiji Tsutsumi talking about Han culture, he curiously said, "Nagano-kun, you seem to know a lot about Han culture!"

"Miyake-kun, do you want to ask Nagano-kun for advice on the young men's taste in clothing? We have to drink this cup together before we can do that."

Touched.

Issey Miyake said, "As Tsutsumi-kun said, because the group is considering the development of clothing in the Han market, Miyake has been considering design in this area recently, so I would like to ask Nagano-kun what do you think of the current clothing market in Han."

"I don't deserve your advice. I have never been to Dahan before, so I will just tell you what I know."

"You're welcome, Nagano-kun. You can always say whatever you want."

"As far as I know, the Han people should be in fashion in the past few years when it comes to suits, but most of the suits are imported American clothes and have not been modified. The body shape of Europeans and Americans is very different from ours, so the clothes are generally too big and look a bit out of place when they are worn."

"This is similar to what I know. But it's strange that the costume designer of the Han Dynasty has never considered this issue?"

"It may be a cultural difference. Fashion designers are not taken seriously in the Han Dynasty. Even if they have some ideas, the leader's say is more important than anything else, so it is difficult for them to be adopted."

"No way! Aren't clothing designs that are more suitable for the market valued?"

"I don't know the details, but the market is right. Since the Han clothing market has not changed, it is indeed a good opportunity."

Some small talk.

Issey Miyake's affection for Naoto Nagano doubled.

After all, it is related to the direction of the group's strategic investment and development. A clothing design that is more in line with the market has immeasurable value.

Tsutsumi Seiji saw this, and after three rounds of drinks, he immediately returned the favor: "I'm sure Nagano-kun understands the purpose of this cultural exchange, so if it's convenient, why not collect some Han antiques to express your sincerity."

"Thank you for your advice, sir. It's just that Nagano has never been involved in antiques. This..."

"That's no problem. There will be an auction in a while. I've seen some of the antiques there before. Nagano-kun, you can prepare for it."

"Thank you sir."

After dinner.

After drinking some tea and talking about the current political and economic situation, Nagano Nao didn't know what emotions he should be feeling.

In fact, he had long known that this cultural exchange was just a formality, and the real purpose was to facilitate trade and achieve mutual benefit.

But after listening to Seiji Tsutsumi's advice, I still felt that my vision and perspective were not very advantageous.

A big chess game.

It started raining a long time ago.

This time, Seiji Tsutsumi went there as the president of the Cultural Association, just to promote this kind of exchange, to eliminate historical issues, and to discuss some more open cooperation projects.

The world is indeed bustling.

Profits come and go.

Money!

What a bastard!

Leave the Di family.

There is news from Kobayashi Tomotoshi.

Everything is arranged, just waiting for the Japanese to decide on a date to set off.

After asking the Ministry of Internal Affairs, he learned that the cruise ship had been arranged. President Nagano lay down on the sofa and smoked a cigarette comfortably. Thinking of the surprise and disbelief that the newcomers might express, he couldn't help but smile.

Is there anyone who feels like me, that I have joined a fraud gang, that I am going to have my kidney removed, or that I am part of a pyramid scheme? !

on Monday.

The weather is clear and there is a slight sea breeze. It is a nice day.

At the port terminal, a luxury cruise ship is docked at the shore. The building, more than ten stories high, looks like a palace floating on the sea.

Hold onto the handrail on the deck.

Nao Nagano stood on the highest building, letting the sea breeze blow on his face.

Not long after, a helicopter landed on the ship's helipad, and the propeller stirred up a strong wind that lifted Nagano Nao's clothes.

When the plane stopped and the engine was turned off, two beautiful women with different styles stood on the boat.

Nagano Nao turned his head and looked over.

A girl who looked like she was of mixed race also happened to look over here.

She had a fair complexion, clean facial features, and was wearing a simple white dress. Her eyes and brows were cold when she looked at her from afar.

She is gentle yet dignified, dignified yet beautiful, like a classical beauty, with a kind of cold temperament that keeps people at a distance.

It's just that they have known each other deeply, and Nagano Nao knows better than anyone what kind of charm and allure this woman has beneath her cold appearance.

It was Yasuko Sawaguchi, who was hailed as the last beauty of the Showa era.

When she met Nagano's eyes, she smiled, and her eyes suddenly became full of charm and allure.

This goblin.

You look even more charming after not seeing you for a long time!

Nagano Nao smiled, glanced past Sawaguchi Yasuko, and looked at the other girl who came with her.

Her height was average, only slightly taller than Yasuko Sawaguchi next to her, but when the two separated as they walked down the stairs, her ordinary height seemed to have grown out of thin air.

Everything comes from her pair of white legs.

It was delicate and smooth, reflecting a layer of white light in the sun. She was wearing a pair of denim shorts, which combined with the curves of her upper body. The proportions were so perfect that even a straight man in Nagano would be dazzled when he saw a beautiful woman.

In particular, these legs look full of energy, and with every step down, one can see a hint of strength revealed.

As she walks step by step, people can ignore her face and figure and be obsessed with her beautiful legs.

Who else could it be if not Akina Nakamori.

Without knowing what was happening, he stroked her slender, white legs and praised them inwardly. They were indeed the most beautiful legs in the universe. He could play with them for decades at least!

Standing on the deck facing the wind.

Nagano Nao waited quietly for the two to arrive.

Yasuko Sawaguchi was very cheerful. She came closer, bowed, and called out "Nagano-kun".

Nakamori Nakamura was obviously a little restrained. When she learned that the man in front of her was the president of the Daiichi Namiyasu Kansai Company and the heir to the Japanese nobility, her timid appearance looked very touching.

Bow +1.

Nakamori Meicai then raised his head.

When I came, my agent had repeatedly reminded me that this Nagano-kun was a bastard who had cheated even the richest man to the point of vomiting blood, and he was also a huge pervert, so I had to be careful when dealing with him.

But he looks very manly and doesn't look like a pervert.

With a hint of curiosity, a pair of beautiful eyes looked over quietly.

Coincidentally, Nagano Nao was also admiring the beauty of the most beautiful legs in the Showa era, and their eyes met instantly.

What a pair of eyes!